Pompeii: Back from the Dead (2011)


Sometimes I have those nights where I wake up in the middle of the night fully alert. I never know if something startled me or if I just reached my sleep quota for the week or what; but the end result always is that I am wide awake in the wee hours of the morning. Thankfully this only happens to me once or twice a year, but yesterday was one of those exceptions.

 

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Day 121: Spartacus: Gods of the Arena (2011)


A lot of people complained when Netflix introduced its new, sleek layout. But not me. No, I kept my lips sealed. I tried to give the redesign a chance and after a while, I became accustomed to it (note, I didn’t say that I liked it). Sure, it was somewhat convenient to have all seasons of a television show under one umbrella category; but how was I supposed to mark my queue progress since I couldn’t take shows off my list until I either (1) watched the entire series or (2) gave up and removed it? So I just decided to review things as I normally would, but just keep them on the old queue until the series was done. I’m not making much progress here.

 

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Day 116: Mongol: The Rise of Genghis Khan (2007)


Maybe I’ve had too much time on my hands for introspection lately, but I’m beginning to wonder if I would have been a super villain (albeit a dorky one) in an alternate universe. I seem to have a lot more characteristics in common with them than perhaps the “average” person would. For example, I tend to be quite reclusive. I spend much of my day in my “lair” (OK, home office, but that just doesn’t sound as ominous) hatching schemes (in all honesty, I’m writing, but that doesn’t really drive fear into the hearts of men unless they are being forced to read the Twilight series). And, for someone not working in the science field, I wear an awful lot of lab coats.

 

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Day 107: Spartacus: Blood and Sand (2010)


I’m not exactly sure why, but a few years ago I was really into the History Channel’s Barbarians and Barbarians II (these are not to be confused with A Nymphoid Barbarian in Dinosaur Hell, which also turned up in my search for the History Channel series on Netflix). I quickly watched both Barbarians seasons, regardless of the sometimes silly reenactments. Admittedly, I felt smarter after seeing these shows. I dropped the names Vandals (no, not in the sense it is used today) and Goths (again, not with the modern connotation) into as many conversations as possible. Come to think of it, I should have probably explained what I was referring to when I talked about them. Oh well, hindsight is 20-20.

 

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Day 104: Nefertiti and the Lost Dynasty (2007)


When I was in Berlin last summer, I had the opportunity to visit the Neues Museum. Although everything about the museum seemed cool from its amazing architecture (complete with bullet holes from WWII) to the location, I was most excited about seeing one specific artifact: the bust of Nefertiti. Tour books touted this figure as the “most beautiful woman” in Berlin and one of the “must-sees” in the city. Combine that with my odd affinity for anything related to ancient Egypt and my habit of pretending to be an individual, while in reality, following the flock; and I had myself a day trip in Berlin.

 

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Day 102: Get Low (2009)


Sometimes I see an actor on screen and I just know that I have seen them in something else recently. Usually this feeling does not include the “big names.” I know who many of the A-listers are, I could knock out a mean game of Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon for most celebrities without too much effort (yes, even without the aid of the interwebs), and I can usually pick out stars in roles before they were famous (I’ll take Ben Affleck in Buffy the Vampire Slayer the movie for $200, Alex). However, it is usually the actors who are either just emerging on the scene or those who often play the supporting roles that make me rack my brain. Typically, I try to figure out what show I recognize them from on my own; but as a last resort, I consult the plethora of online resources (read: imdb).

 

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Day 90: American Pickers: Season 1 (2010)


Although I like to feign an ambivalence and superiority about having “stuff” and placing worth in objects; at my core, I think I am a very materialistic person. Now, people don’t like to throw out the “m” word unless it is used as a derogatory statement, and even fewer people would want to be called it. However, I will gladly call myself a materialistic person. I am materialistic. I love material things. Love them. So I realize that this probably evokes images of a a wealthy elitist. You are probably imagining that I am snotty and only wear brand name clothing or that I use my DVD collection as a status symbol within my group of friends. Maybe you think that I use dollar bills to light fires in my fireplace and take baths in champagne. Not true–I am not Scrooge McDuck and don’t swim in gold pieces. When I say I am materialistic, I mean this at the most basic level—I like material objects and have a desire to own them (although, after watching Hoarders, the number of possessions in my house has been cut back considerably). I think stuff is cool. And, if said stuff is old, then I am practically drooling over it—regardless of value (it could be worth $1 and I would love it just as much).

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