Tuesday, October 10, 2006

gonna take a freight train, down at the station, I don't care where it goes

1. schindler's list #9
2. 85 hours
3. the incredibles
4. caspian sea, lake superior, lake victoria
5. tale of 2 cities

and the song was blue eyes crying in the rain by willie. ive recently fallen in love with that song and can't get it outta mah head. nice call tho kwh and kt-atl, didnt think anyone would get that one. and good job for everyone tag teaming the trivia.

so i had my first trivia hosting experience in nyc about a month ago. when i started at 7 there were 3 people millin about (one of them being max (check out the links)). but by 730 i had packed the h-iz-ouse or heezy. so it was a rousing success. i now invite everyone in nyc or not in nyc to come to postmark cafe and play some trivia, every 3rd friday of the month. start time is 730 and runs till 9 or 930. my categories include: movies, music, tv, sports, history, geography, science, and nyc trivia. so come one, come all to the team trivia madness.

the next one is in 1 week (nov. 17th)

i totally forgot that i had been tagged by action. so here goes:

1. Three things that scare me:
north carolina's waffle houses
the red door at the clermont lounge
my own charisma and looks

2. Three people that make me laugh:
jim gaffigan
eddie izzard
when you do stupid things

3. Three things I hate the most:
celery in food
mostly hipsters but people with
faux-hawks are right there too
not having a good seat at a movie

4. Three things I don't understand:
quasi-geostrophic dynamic equations
finnegan's wake

how christianity got intertwined with being republican

5. Three things I'm doing right now:
watching half nelson again
chattin with a friend on google talk
downloading the office and battlestar galactica

6. Three things I want to do before I die:
pam beesly
destroy something beautiful
make a rock so big that God can't lift it

7. Three things I can do:
teach things to people
learn meaningless trivia
eat tapas

8. Three ways to describe my personality:
"man of leisure"
dead sexy
too cool for school

9. Three things I can't do:
update my blog regularly
remember to call you back
be a douche bag

10. Three things I think you should listen to:
the islands
not sufjan stevens
my father

11. Three things you should never listen to:
emo bands
the voices in someone else's head
my mother

12. Three things I'd like to learn:
ride a bike
to read

13. Three favourite foods:
korean bbq
peruvian food
that stuff we used to eat in high school....man, it was so good, but i forgot the name of it...

14. Three beverages I drink regularly:
apple juice
protien shakes....no wait

15. Three shows I watched as a kid:
dream on
tales from the crypt
other late night cinemax/showtime/hbo

16. Three people I'm tagging (to do this):
joaj, whenever he starts up his blog
my brother

and now the trivia:
1. from what book does the line "from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake i spit my last breath at thee."

2. name matt damon's 4 highest grossing movies (US box office)

3. a woman has 7 children and half of them are boys, how is this possible?

love is like a dying ember, and only memories remain

so you thought i had left never to return to this sphere of blogo. i actually thought about calling it quits on the blog, but i thought about all those people who might leap into a pit of vipers or plunge a knife into their significant-other's spine from the shock of no more trivia. and i decided i should press on, not for my sake, but for yours.

i actually have about 5 or 6 blog entries just sitting in my folder......just sitting there. unfinished. for all eternity. here are the topics:

1. pre-wedding shenanigans
2. wedding shenanigans
3. post-wedding shenanigans
4. street fair shenanigans
5. dodgeball shenanigans
6. up-coming-trivia-i-will-be-hosting shenanigans

and i have a few in my head that i want to post about, as well.
and so i would look at all my unfinished posts, think about how much i didnt want to write them, scoff, then go to bed. but ive finally mustarded up the courage and will post about something that resembles anything.......baby fish mouth.

(if you laughed at that last line, i commend you and your vast knowledge of things very important.)

im also kinda disappointed no one got the song title or artist, that would be one sam cooke, twisting the night away. i hope you people do better with this song lyric challenge.

pre-wedding shenanigans:
im only going to tell this one story cause it was one of the most frightening experiences of my life, and im already tired of typing. here goes:

mrs. ktl had flown back to atlanta for her own pre-wedding stuffs, while i had to stay up here in nyc for work. i got a late start on saturday cause tadpolebear needed me to take his golf clubs to atlanta and we had to have a little lunch as well. so i headed out at about 3 pm, which puts me into atlanta at around 5 am if i drove non-stop. i debated whether or not to keep on, keepin on, or stop and rest somewhere in the carolinas. i decided on the holiday in express near charlotte.

now i had intended on stoppin in charlotte but i was engrossed on some program in my xm radio and missed the whole damn city. so i drove about 20 miles south and found holiday inn express. i pulled in at about 2 am, hungary and tired. i asked the hotel guy if he knew of any all-night pizza places or a waffle house near-by. he said that there was a waffle house about 1 mile down the road. excellent, i miss waffle house being up north of the mason-dixon.

i should have realized what i was getting myself into as i pulled into the parking lot. 4-5 beat-up patched-up pick-up trucks, and one 80's black camero.....2am......20 miles outside of charlotte (east bumblefuck). but i have always had pleasant experiences in waffle house, save a few times when there was no coke available. i walked in and immediately thought about turning around and leaving. 5 tables of all whites folks. 2 of the tables filled with camo-clad teenagers back from a night of drinking and cross-burning. 2 tables of big ole country boys also in camo. and 1 table with a couple, the guy had on a wife-beater. also, every....single.....guy.....a shaved head.

now i know what you're thinking. "klt, we white people arent all bad."
i know this. hell, all of my groomsmen were white. i love you crazy crackers.
i went to uga, ive been around country boys. but these were a different breed altogether. at uga, they were at least smart enough to get into college. these guys were backwoods. and backswoods boys dont take well to city folk and especially don't take well to asian ones.

its hard to describe what it feels like to disriminated against. most of yall probably are hopelessly stuck in the majority, and most of the time i feel white. but this particular night i never felt more asian.

after i walked in, i sat at the counter, just wanting to order some take-out, then haul ass back to the hotel. i sat and waited.....and waited......and waited. after 5 minutes of NO ONE talking to me. i said to myself, i'll wait 10 more minutes then ill leave. so i waited and waited. this entire time i was glancing around the restaurant. and that couple that was sitting in the corner. the guy was GLARING at me. it was super creepy. i must have looked in his direction 5-6 times, and every time he was turned toward me just.....glaring. with his shaved head, goatee, stained wife-beater. jean shorts, tatoos running up and down his arms. this dood was scary.

after 14 minutes of waiting, i was almost ready to leave when one of the older server asked a younger girl server "you have someone at the bar, have you taken his order?" now, this girl had been standing in front of me the the entire time. at first she had been doing the dishes, then she rang someone out on the registar, then she had just stood in front of me staring off into space. this whole time, i had been patiently waiting 14 minutes for someone to help me. infuriating. so after she reluctantly took my order, i had to endure another 10 minutes of That Guy glaring at me. im not scared of most people, i may not look like much, but i could hold my own ( i have deceptive slowness (im also a ticking time bomb of nails and teeth and kungfu)). but this guy scared the bejeesus outta me.

FINALLY, my food was done. i paid. then power walked back to my car. silently praying "dear lord, please make me a bird, so i can fly far far away. dear lord, please make me a bird, so i can fly far far away" got in my car and hauled ass back to the hotel.

after i got back, i went back to the hotel guy and informed him that if anyone should come looking for a place to eat at 2 am, and they look like me, dont send them to waffle house.

he said "what do you mean 'look like you?'" and i honestly think he didnt understand.
so i said "ya know....not white"
and i told him my sordid tale. he said he was sorry and that he never had that kind of experience at that waffle house. and i had to explain to him the difference in skin tone between him and me.

so that is my tale of pre-wedding shenanigans.


1. in afi's list of top 100 greatest movies, what is the highest ranked movie out of the 90's?

2. "cure for insomnia" is the longest movie ever made, to the closest hour, how long is it?

3. what was the first movie by pixar to have a rating higer than g?

4. what are the 3 largest lakes in the world?

5. what novel ends with these lines: "it is a far, far better thing that i do, than i have ever done; it is a far far better rest that i go to, than i have ever known."

and dont forget the song lyric challenge!