Someone once said that even when you fall on your face you're still moving forward.

I'm fairly certain he was referring to me in one of my past lives.

I like to imagine that I strangled him for it.

In any event, I'm about to go for another Olympic caliber face-plant. I'm going to Columbus on Friday to talk to my surgeon about scheduling, well,... surgery.

Yes, by now you've all heard the story about my near-death experience (as I never shut the fuck up about it) and the mishaps that followed, well it's time for the comedic Coup-de-Gras. I've decided to try and get on with my life, an action that usually causes me nothing but trouble. It does typically make for a good story or two.

The good news is I'll be having it done in Columbus Ohio at University Hospital. I considered having it done in Morgantown, at my Alma Mater, but the guy in Columbus has already poked around in my innards once with positive results. No need to go tempting fate by bringing in a new guy.

Speaking of trying to move forward, I re-applied for my old job with my old employer (the one that claims I've been employed all this time) and it's looking more and more like they've been yanking me for the last few years.

That's probably all I should say about that for now.

Oh, I got to hang out with some people last night in a way that I haven't done for some time. Meaning mainly that it was at someone else's house.

It was a small get together celebrating the return of our friend Chris from Iraq. He'd been there pretty much since all the crap began, since before the last time I had surgery even, and that's been almost two years, so it's good to have him back, especially unharmed. Cards were played, beers were drank, herbal refreshments were consumed, it was like being back in college (have I mentioned how much I miss college?).

On an interesting side note, Raychel, the girlfriend of my friend Ryan that messes around with computers with me, is a huge Lil' Zombie fan and she wants us to do her a Lil' Zombie Computer mod. I find this intensely cool for a few reasons.

#1: I like painting stuff.

#2: I like doing Lil' Zombie.

#3: I love doing weird modifications to computers.

#4: I love it when people like my work.

#5: My art is one thing in my life that I don't seem to fuck up too badly.

So it goes without saying that I can't wait to get started on the project. Skull power button, plexiglas window, mural on one side, 5-volt cigarette lighter. Hell, I think I'm even going to do wallpaper and a screen saver. If I figure out the screen saver bit I'll see if the real-life Zombie can put it up on Chaos In Motion (CIM) for anyone to download.

I'll be sure to post lots of pictures of it and I'll probably do a feature on it for CIM. I've been meaning to do some actual writing for the site anyway. I think this might be a good way to start.

So I'll let you guys know about the surgery thing just as soon as I do. It'll likely be a few months before they can get me in. I'll post the room number and stuff as soon as I can.

Later Space Cowboys.

We watched Kill Bill Volume 2.

It's just as good, if not better than the first one, but it's different. He continues his tribute to 70's Kung Fu movies and spaghetti westerns in it, but it isn't quite as violent as the first one.

Granted, that's not really saying a whole lot considering that the first one contains a scene in which Uma Thurman kills (or maims) an entire fucking restaurant full of people in a near pornographic display of violence. (I almost soiled myself)

Re-watching the first one as I am now (if you can really call it re-watching since I've watched little else since renting it) It seems to me that the first one was more a tribute to the Kung Fu films and the second one is more like the Sergio Leone westerns, though both films contain copious amounts of both styles.

I have, however, mustered up the strength to not buy part one yet and having now seen part two my resolve is doubled.

See, Kill Bill was originally supposed to be one movie. When a director completes a film it's usually about three hours long. Then after it goes before the censors and the focus groups they cut it down to about 90 minutes (or at least it used to be 90 minutes, but that's changing now and I think that's for the better). If I understand correctly Tarantino didn't want to cut everything he'd have to cut to make it one film, hence Volumes 1 and 2.

Volume 1, (don't worry, I'm not going to give away any plot details) has a little bit at the beginning like they used to do at the begining of the old Kung Fu movies. Volume 2 does not.

Volume 2 has a big ending credits sequence showing characters from both volumes. Volume 1 does not.

The final few moments of Volume 1 and the recap from Volume 2 can both be easily lost (as they're both snipets from the other films respectively) making one big movie. Hell, the 'making of' feature even contains many clips from Vol 2

So here's what's going to happen: Vol 1 is already out and it contains almost no special features (pretty much just a small 'making of' feature). Vol 2 will be the same. Shortly after Vol 2 is released there will be a 'Special Edition' Vol 1. Later there will be a 'Special' Vol 2. And then even further down the line there will be an 'Ultimate Edition' boxed set containing both 'Special' DVD's.

It's that boxed set, (or they may even stretch it out for another) where they will combine the two movies into one. Possibly with some 'Never Before Seen Footage'.

This is what's pissing me the fuck off about the movie industry. If you want to do two releases, one 'regular' and one 'special' then do two releases. Quit fucking around with releasing a new fucking version every few months. I'm tired of being tricked into buying the 'Super Ultimate Final Director's Cut Version' only to have a 'PLATINUM Super Ultimate Final Director's Cut Version' come out.

If you're reading this Tarantino (and I'm almost deluded enough to think you might be) please don't let the company do this. Do the regular release and then a special one and that's it. This multiple release horseshit belittles the work, and quite frankly you're better than that.