The curse of X-Men 2 has struck again. Last week, one of my buddies at the office dressed as Wolverine for Halloween. He has the build and the muscles to pull off a convincing Hugh Jackman, so the gray muscle shirt required no extraneous padding or fake muscles to look realistic, because it was real. Then he fashioned a pair of blade contraptions out of real metal that rested against the palm of his hand and bent to allow them to not only be gripped, but protrude between his fingers. Combine some hair gel to make devil spikes in your hair, and presto, you're Wolverine.
Over the course of the day, it of course came up that I'd seen X-Men 1 and 3, but never 2. For the story on that, go refresh yourself here. Well, its on HBO On Demand this month, which means I can watch it anytime I want for free. Dominant, right?
Ordinarily, yes. I make it through 35 minutes of the movie, which is further than I've ever made it before, and its a good flick. Then my trusty, reliable, rock-solid, infallible, best friend (sic) Cox DVR box malfunctioned. Again. Seriously, this is the third DVR box to die on me in 10 months. That's called a scientific pattern, because I can not only prove it, I can repeat the results. These boxes suck.
This time, it was a hard drive failure. Most hilariously, I attempted to watch last Thursday's episode of The Office later that night, and made it to the 22 minute mark before the box completely croaked. And when I say croak, I mean that literally, because the sounds it was making made it utterly indistinguishable from a frog. Then it started revving up. Finally, it made a high-pitched squeal before the display flickered and it turned off permanently.
This would all be awesome if it wasn't about the 9000th time I'd had something happen while watching X2. This is beyond absurd now and has moved into the realm of the unexplained. Just, wow.
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