Wednesday, June 02, 2004

Since I'm up and totally frustrated, I may as well blabber on a bit. One of the guys who spoke at my commencement ceremony on Saturday was Willie Brown, longtime mayor of San Francisco, now guy who drives around in a limo for no reason. He's not the one I really want to tell you about, though.

Chris Larsen (if I spelled the name wrong, I don't care) of eloan.com was the Alumnus of the Year. (Yes, jerkface, the singular form of alumni is alumnus. I'm talking to you in the back, writing the Inuyasha fanfic.) Anyhow, he was very entertaining. In a career suicide move, he announced that the entire banking industry was corrupt (no shit, but it sure took balls to say it publically like that) and that Ralph Nader, once a hero of his, was now, "a delusional ego-maniac", and also "a dick". That was so awesome. I don't care if you like Nader or not, that was just an awesome thing to say at a commencement speech. It's officially the only commencement speech I'll ever remember.

The president of San Francisco State University made some bullshit comment about disagreeing with him but recognizing that speaking out was part of SFSU's long history, but it was great because he was bright red. El presidente was pissed.

Later on, Willie Brown tried to inject a sense of dignity into the whole affair and responded by saying that he may be, "a delusion person", but... something else that no one listened to. Well, nice try, Willie. You did look dignified, but we still didn't listen to what you said.

On a slightly related note, one time I was riding Muni and reading Essential Marvel Team-Up, the issue with Werewolf by Night and Spider-Man beating up the scaaaaaary Brother Voodoo, right? Some crazy bum next to me suddenly pointed right at my book and yelled, "That guy looks like Willie Brown!" Brother Voodoo? Willie Brown? Hey, works for me.

I would like to add just one more thing about this commencement adventure: I spent most of it playing Gameboy Advance. Why I didn't think to bring a Gameboy to earlier commencements (like my high school one, or my sister's), is beyond me. It passed the time quite well, even if I still get my ass kicked at the new levels on the GBA version of Super Mario Bros. 3 and even though I still haven't beaten Metroid 1 on my awesome bootleg 100-in-1 GBA cartridge stuffed with NES goodness and Sonic Advance 2 and Contra Advance. Hooray for Chinatown.

P.S. God, I got sunburned again.