Yawning through the weekend (A.K.A. the Red Sox won the World Series.)

Yay. The Red Sox win, and the world yawns. Thank god there was at least a little bit of drama last night, because I honestly can't recall a more boring World Series, ever. Look, the Red Sox won, they deserved to win. The Sox and the Indians were the two best teams this year, and whoever won that series was going to win, no matter how many games in a row the Rockies won leading into the Series. (They won those games against NL opponents, unfortunately for them.) Anyways, congratulations, and blah.

As far as the Patriots go, yesterday's game wasn't all that fun too watch either. I mean, the only drama was whether or not the Patriot's were being poor sports by running up the score at the end. Of course they were. Who cares? Billy B. may have a reputation as a genius in Boston, but everywhere else his reputation, at best, is that of an evil genius. So, he's not a nice guy. Big fucking whoop.

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Watched a couple of movies this weekend, of varying levels of suckitude.

Friday night we watched Knocked Up, which thanks to me not paying attention to the Warning, led to me having flashbacks to Senior year health class. Anyways, after watching the movie, my basic opinion is, huh? People thought this was a hilarious movie? I mean, there were funny parts, like every time Paul Rudd was onscreen, but there were general surrounded by 15 minutes of boring. I guess I just expected a bit more funny, and a bit less boring.

Saturday we watched Transformers, which while maybe 20 minutes too long, was exactly the movie I expected it to be. (And that is a good thing.) One thing you can definitely say about Michael Bay films is that they are not going to outthink themselves. (See: Armegeddon) Transformers was filled with fun, from the cheezy acting, to the great action scenes. Oh, and did I mention Meghan Fox?

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I'm going to try to keep writing at least a couple times a week, but we'll see.