I love nursery rhymes. I was doing a little Christmas Shopping today (yes I capitalized the whole thing. It is like its own holiday...I don't know how many people bail out on work in the middle of the day to go shopping, but that is another post.) So I passe this company called The House of Blinds. The logo of this company is a blind mouse, and it got me to singing. As I thought about it, I wondered, isn't this a song we teach our yungins to sing in rounds? What a twisted song...Once again, if Marilyn Manson could only sing it. Would that be a song that you would want to use as a lullaby? A tale of three rabid vermin chasing after a psycho woman who is noted for cutting things off that she shouldn't? I think we could have a little fun with this. Bring it up to the 21st Century... I see it now, and here is the new title, "3 Varmints & The Crazy Lady"...movie right have been sold.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
While I Am At It...
I love nursery rhymes. I was doing a little Christmas Shopping today (yes I capitalized the whole thing. It is like its own holiday...I don't know how many people bail out on work in the middle of the day to go shopping, but that is another post.) So I passe this company called The House of Blinds. The logo of this company is a blind mouse, and it got me to singing. As I thought about it, I wondered, isn't this a song we teach our yungins to sing in rounds? What a twisted song...Once again, if Marilyn Manson could only sing it. Would that be a song that you would want to use as a lullaby? A tale of three rabid vermin chasing after a psycho woman who is noted for cutting things off that she shouldn't? I think we could have a little fun with this. Bring it up to the 21st Century... I see it now, and here is the new title, "3 Varmints & The Crazy Lady"...movie right have been sold.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Have You Ever Thought About It?
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Tuesday Triple Play
This moves me to the next movie that I saw and about a week ago. I stopped in at Blockbuster yet again, and saw a whole mess of movies that I wanted to rent, but knowing that my taste in movies isn't really shared by those around me...(I'll never understand that, but whatever,) I was convinced by my sister to watch Deja Vu while she my wife and I ate dinner. I knew what the movie was about, and to be honest, I didn't really want to see ths flick because any serious movie that incorporates time travel in it makes me want to pass. Anyways I caved, grabbed myself a footlong Spicy Italian Subway Sandwich and Cold Bevarage, and sank into the sofa not really expecting much.
I love Denzel, and actually liked the story of this movie. The thing that unnerves me is any movie that deals with terrorism in any way...I don't know if it is because of 9/11, or the fact that I lived in the Middle East and witnessed terrorism first hand...I don't know, but it always unsettles me. Basically, Denzel plays and ATF agent who is called in to help with the investigation of a terrorist bombing of a ferry that kills a couple hundred men, women and children...it is pretty gruesome the depiction of it. Hmm, but the story is pretty cool and really unique in how they go about the investigation. The whole car chase while looking into the past is pretty freaking awesome.
All in all, this was not as bad as I thought it was going to be, and maybe it is just how I am wired intellectually that time travel movies just seem to leave too many questions unanswered, But again, better than I thought it would be and I left fairly satisfied. I have to give Deja Vu 2.5 Bawls and a Shot of Reality.
And now onto a film that I just watched on Sunday evening. A film that I was amped to see when I first heard about it. It is a sequel to an unbelievably wicked film that came out a couple of years ago. The first film 28 Days Later was a complete shocker to me in the sense that it was a fairly small budgeted movie and that the things they pulled off in it were nothing short of spectacular, so when I heard about 28 Weeks Later, I knew I had to partake.
Once again, the film takes place in England, where 28 have transpired since the virus has literally decimated Great Britain. The thing I love about these shows, is that it takes a new spin on zombies...they aren't the mindless, slow-ass zombies that people have gotten so used to...even the newer Land of the Dead(ish) shows have broken away from that ancient idea. Good on them I say. The virus turns regular people into super angry, blood-thirsty maniacs, and man are they scarier than shirt. Once again, they manage to pull of a London that appears to be completely void of life and make the whole movie just creepy as hell with the mood. This movie is uber-gory and really graphic in some spots...I mean about as raw as you can get without sinking into the mess of Saw and Hostel...uggh. I hate mindless torture, goregasm flicks...anyways, this movie has its share of burning bodies, headshots with high-caliber guns, and even one wicked scene involving about 2 dozen Rage-a-holics and one helicopter...to channel Ice Cube and Chris Tucker from Friday, "Daayuumn!" So if I may make a recommendation, watch both 28 Days and 28 Weeks. Two awesome films. I have to give 28 Weeks Later 3.75 Bawls and an exploding head.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Return to Hellview
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
A little random fun...
You Are An ENFJ |
The Giver You strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and usually succeed. Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections. Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down. You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine. In love, you are very protective and supporting. However, you do need to "feel special" - and it's quite easy for you to get jealous. At work, you are a natural leader. You can help people discover their greatest potential. You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist. How you see yourself: Trusting, idealistic, and expressive When other people don't get you, they see you as: Bossy, inappropriate, and loud |
Saturday, October 6, 2007
Saturday Movie Review
It started out really well just because Lions Gate Films and Twisted Pictures had their bloody hands involved with this film. I admit, I'm a fan of any movie that is spawned from the depths of Lions Gate and Twisted. I'm sure Rob Zombie would throw in his Kudos for Lions Gate as well...anyways.
This movie is about this unstable gal, (aptly played by Shannyn Sossamon of Knight's Tale, 40 Days & 40 Nights, The Order fame,) who receives a postcard from her sister (portrayed by PINK...who is actually pretty believable,) to leave the States and go to Paris.
So she arrives in Paris to be greeted by the stereotypical rude French people who laugh at her and her poor attempts at French...(I dunno Lloyd, the French are Assholes,) and finally saved by her sister. We see into the mind of our heroine early on and can tell that there are some serious issues she has...seems to be an overactive imagination. (Editorial: Wonder what that would be like?!)
Along with some boys (of course,) they head through Paris off to what is said to be the best of parties. All that needs to be said, is that this party they are going to, takes place in the catacombs of Paris...essentially, the largest mass grave on earth. The movie explanation states that of the 7 million dead in the catacombs, one isn't. The cinematography in the movie is actually spectacular, and the fact that the entire movie has countless human bones, skulls, blood in it, it really adds to the creepiness of the movie.
There is whole back story about the movie's protagonist that is pretty damn scary. When the show ended, I sat there rather happy about my free selection. Pretty cool show, and creepy enough to be a great Halloween movie, so I have to give Catacombs...Three Bawls + a Cask of Amontillado.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Leave Nothing Behind
Monday, September 17, 2007
Catching Up
That night we would pass out about 100 4" sandwiches to crazy-ass kids camping at a makeshift campground known as "Paternoville" waiting to get into the game. We had Subway's NASCAR there andwe fired it up and had Jared lead the crowd in a bunch of cheers. (I have to say that was pretty wicked.) Saturday was crazy in that we had Jared all over the news for interviews. I even had the chance to meet Franco Harris of Penn State/Pittsburgh Steelers Fame.
The ultimate rush came about an hour before the game actually started. We were ushered in Beaver Stadium and led out onto the field...(all I can say is wow.) It was pretty awesome being down on the field for all the pre-game drills and exercises. Watching that stadium fill to the 110,078 that was announced was so surreal. I even had to get a picture of myself, Jared and Burbs on the field see top picture...I found that picture on someone's blog. I have never been a huge Notre Dame fan or a Nittany Lions fan for that matter, but being a part of the whole game-day weekend, and actually standing 2 feet away from JoePa, made me an instant fan. Being in State College during that weekend was an unbelieveably awesome experience.
After the Lions kicked the living piss out of the Irish, we hit the night scene in State College, and I have to say, hanging out with Jared made me feel like I was in an episode of Entourage. The guy can go anywhere, get into any club, and VIP area...and I got to be right there for it all. Needless to say I didn't go to bed until about 4:00 am Sunday morning. I wrote about my Sunday in the previous post...Halloween still haunts me.
Monday was crazy in that we visited three schools in launching that program. The best part was that I got a Subway sandwich made for me in Johnstown, and I had to put it in the car for my drive to Altoona (about an hour away.) We got to the school there and my sandwich (which had the Pennsylvania-only sweet peppers in it (mmmm, sweet peppers) just baked in my car.) After about an hour in Altoona, we drove on up to State College. The car started to smell a little like roast beef, and my sandwich had morphed into about the most haggard abomination known to mankind...(See picture to the right.)
Oh well, I miss the sweet peppers and the Buffalo Chicken sandwiches (holla JBB) that I enjoyed in the great PA. It was a marathon trip that I am still reeling from. I am still so tired and beaten up from the 1,200 miles I logged on my Mazda6 I rented. But all in all, a pretty sweet @$$ business trip.
Well children, I'm tired and the screen is f'in with my eyes...I'm off to bed.
We Are...
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Movie Review #3
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Tuesday Movie Review # 2
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Tuesday Movie Review
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Pilgrimage
Friday, July 27, 2007
Tribute
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; -- vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow -- sorrow for the lost Lenore -- For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore -- Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me -- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating "'Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door -- Some late visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door; -- This it is, and nothing more."
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you " -- here I opened wide the door; ---- Darkness there and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!" -- Merely this, and nothing more.
Then into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon I heard again a tapping somewhat louder than before. "Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice; Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -- Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;-- 'Tis the wind and nothing more!"
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he; not an instant stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -- Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -- Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore -- Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the raven "Nevermore."
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning -- little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no sublunary being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -- Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore."
But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered -- not a feather then he fluttered -- Till I scarcely more than muttered "Other friends have flown before -- On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before." Quoth the raven "Nevermore."
Wondering at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster so when Hope he would adjure -- Stern Despair returned, instead of the sweet Hope he dared adjure -- That sad answer, "Never -- nevermore."
But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -- What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore."
This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore!
Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee -- by these angels he hath sent thee Respite -- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore; Let me quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!" Quoth the raven "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! -- prophet still, if bird or devil! -- Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -- On this home by Horror haunted -- tell me truly, I implore -- Is there -- is there balm in Gilead? -- tell me -- tell me, I implore!" Quoth the raven "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil -- prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us -- by that God we both adore -- Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore -- Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the raven "Nevermore."
"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting -- "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! -- quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the raven "Nevermore."
And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted -- nevermore!
Monday, July 16, 2007
Health, Work & Hell
Monday, June 18, 2007
Sure Enough
Thursday, June 14, 2007
The X-Files (Salt Lake Episode)
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
YAWN...
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Okay...okay
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Voices of the Angels
The concert blew us away, and I have to say it was probably the best concert I had ever been to.
Fast forward to last night, when my best buddy, his wife, me and my wife hit the E Center and saw the Celtic Wom(e)n fill the arena with haunting melodies. As we were leaving, my buddy said it was probably the best concert he had ever been to. Our wives even liked it...who is laughing now honey? HMMMM?!
So if you haven't checked them out, I highly recommend looking at Celtic Woman.
Here is a little taste for you all: Check my next post.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Once Again
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Phew
So I sat down to watch my Utah Jazz play in Game 7 of the '07 Playoffs. It has been awhile since the Jazz have even been in the playoffs, and this team has brought back Pro-Basketball to Utah...(We still love you John, Karl and 'Horney'.) I gotta say that this team we have now is so fun to watch. The wicked thing is they are still so young. I love everyone on the team from Boozer to Araujo. So back to the game...it was a hard fought war that had me on the edge of the couch all night. I chowed my Costa Vida Sweet Pork Burrito down like it was nothing and downed a couple glasses of apple juice just waiting for T-Mac or Yao to do something that would screw us up...that or the 'Zebras' homering for the Rockets screwing the Jazz...again. But in the end, I sat back and realized it ws 11:00 pm and I was spent. One thing I thought about was the fact that so many people, "experts" as they call themselves were so quick to write the Jazz off. Hmm...who's laughing now?
Anyways, I love how the Jazz were one of the top teams all season, and hardly anyone gave the Jazz any love. Anyways, who cares, second round here we come. I don't have time to let my fingernails heal from the abuse they took last night during the game, but we'll find something else to chew. So I'll wrap this up with a bad-ass shot found on espn.com that says it all...
Thursday, May 3, 2007
The Dark Mark
Morsmordre...one of my absolutely favorite parts in the Harry Potter movies. I'm just fascinated by the dark arts...even if they are J.K. Rowlings creations.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Harry Potter Order of the Phoenix International Trailer
I can't wait for this freaking movie to come out. So excited that I can't even stand it.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Bastardization
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Havasupai...Four Years Ago
Monday, March 19, 2007
300
So I went and saw this 300 movie to see what all the talk was about. (Sidenote: I love the previews, almost as fun as seeing the actual movies...) First of all, I have to comment on the cinematography. Absolutely breathtaking. If Gladiator and Sin City were to have a child, it would be 300. During the 2.5 hours, I could barely keep my jaw off of the floor. The acting, music, storyline were all so good, I couldn't believe it had taken me so long to finally go see it. The battle scenes were absolutely unreal. Anyways, great family flick...ok maybe not family.