21 July 2004
PHOTO DIARY.
 We went back to the JP Morgan Chase Open again today to watch Serena Williams play against Eleni Danilidou. Nicki bought a jumbo tennis ball.
 Come to think of it, Serena's outfit matched the color of the ball.
 The 90-degree heat didn't faze Serena. Eleni didn't stand much of a chance.
 We managed to get Serena to sign Nicki's big-ass tennis ball after the match. Her autograph is more of a delirous squiggle.
 We also saw Lindsey Davenport play Anne Kremer. Lindsey is a freak giantess of a woman, and hits the ball like one, too.
 Inbetween matches, we roamed the various booths, including the one hosted by Segway.
 Nicki took a spin, too.
 We admired the giant panda next to Panda Express, which, we were told, is Chinese for "yummy."
 We saw five matches altogether over about eight hours' time. The award for Best Player Name went, without a doubt, to Anna Smashnova.
PHOTO DIARY.
 I managed to score free tickets to the JP Morgan Chase Open being held at the Home Depot Center in Carson. Working in the same building as Ticketmaster has its perks.
 We watched Venus Williams square off with Ashley Harklroad. Venus regularly served over 110 miles per hour. Seeing it in real life is different than seeing it on TV. It's better. Ho boy.
 Needless to say, it was pretty one-sided. Venus dispatched Ashley in just under 50 minutes.
 Venus soaked up the applause. Poor Harklroad. The crowd hardly noticed her.
 Afterwards, Nicki caught up with her old buddy Roger Federer. Tomorrow, we go back for more. And Serena will be there!
20 July 2004
MOVIE: I, ROBOT (2004).
A policeman defends Chicago against a futuristic robot menace. But hey--it's not as bad as you think. Sure, Will Smith half-heartedly swaggers through this movie with a cartoonish machismo that borders on old-skool jive-talking; sure, most of the movie is spent escaping fireballs, swarms of robots-gone-bad, and such. But filmmaker Alex Proyas, who gave us his visually inventive but flawed Dark City a while back, does take pains to make sure that the movie makes good, logical sense. He also take time inbetween firefights to allow for some existential reflection, however brief, that do geniune, however brief, justice to the story's foundation as a work of speculative fiction. Who am I? Why was I created? And so on. Combined with a few rockin' scenes of robots going mano-a-mano (just for the sheer spectacle of it) and a nifty Audi of the future (with spheres for wheels. What next? Cheese clothing?), Proyas has created something actually worth watching this summer. That's pretty much it, I guess. Count on a game coming out of all this, too.
It's a human thang. You wouldn't understand.
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