Big Rex(tinct) No Longer

A descent into the unknown surfaces of a formerly interesting mind.

Name: Big Rextinct No Longer
Location: Long Beach, California, United Kingdom

I suffered extinciton in late 2003, but through radioactive dating, I was reanimated as a very scattered, very friendly, remnant of the terrible lizards.

Sunday, May 28, 2006

My politics...displayed with precision

You are a

Social Liberal
(76% permissive)

and an...

Economic Liberal
(15% permissive)

You are best described as a:

Socialist




Link: The Politics Test on Ok Cupid
Also: The OkCupid Dating Persona Test

Too late

About a year ago, a friend looked up the meaning of the phrase "esprit d'escalier," which, as we learned, describes the situation where you develop a good comeback, but it comes too late, only after it was actually needed. I often feel like this is my perpetual state of being. Yesterday a friend of mine encountered it.

We were about 1/3 of the way across town to go see _X3_ when a friend realized that he had left his cell phone on a table in front of Little John's, the local sandwich joint that only undergrads go to (because everything there is greasy as hell). We picked up the second moviegoer and then rocketed back to campus to retrieve the lost phone. Upon arriving at Little John's, my friend was greeted by a homeless man who was camped out at the table. The friend the homeless man about the missing phone, and the guy asked if there was a reward for it. My friend promptly handed over all the cash in his wallet (a measly $2 in this case) to get the phone back, and then went on his way.

When he got back in the car, I was really surprised he had complied with the demands the man made. Obviously he wanted his phone, but I really wished that he had said something like, "How bout you hand it over, and you won't have to find money for bail?" or some such statement. Getting back in the car after X3, however, I admitted that I myself would certainly have paid some such money, and probably not said something. I have to be realistic about esprit d'escalier.

New t-shirt


New t-shirt
Originally uploaded by Bigrextinct.
My friends Jordan and Mendy gave me this t-shirt earlier in the week, and it is my new fave. Not only does it have a dinosaur saying something in a little cartoon bubble, but the saying is somewhat nonsensical. I've already had people ask me what the joke was. This led to me shrugging my shoulders. That means the shirt is working! Score.

Saturday, May 27, 2006

The apparation of faces


The apparation of faces
Originally uploaded by Bigrextinct.
I took this from Jeff's blog. He took it with his swanked up new phone during my pre-mother's day visit to DC. There is something very Star Wars about this, though I don't think they wore track jackets in the Star Wars films. Wes Anderson meets George Lucas?

Like Shelley

No, not the poet, the actress, Shelley Long.

Think of this as yet another moment where I'm reviving this blog, just like the moment in the 1980s film Hello Again when Shelley Long, long dead from choking, returns from the grave--via the magical arts--to surprise her family. Though I wasn't thought to be dead, many imagined that this blog was. Once again, unannounced, I'm back

Vegdaze has been giving me lots of crap about not returning. He was nice enough to put me up in DC a few weeks back when I was makin' my way to the Windy City for Mother's Day, and, sadly, since then, my communication has fallen off. Sorry, Vegdaze. But never fear. I've replaced the batteries in my digital camera, I'm returning to Daytona next week, and I'm hoping for some decent stories from the summer. I'm also reopening communication, and reopening this blog.

Thus, I leave you with the tagline from _Hello Again_:

"Her life just hasn't been the same since her death."

Amen, Shelley, Amen.