Not once did I see Michael wearing a seatbelt. And, since you already have a metal band name from the Mack Bolan post, now you have readymade tour visuals...just need to learn how to play.
I bought one of those Netflix TV boxes ...it's friggin' sweet as Peter Griffin would say.
The compression on the movies is pretty good too. The only time I saw it really struggle was on very dark, shadowy or smoky subject matter. Otherwise, looks better than broadcast to me.
Yesterday I watched a little bit of "Silver Streak", which sucks so I had to turn it off....a movie called "SixtyNine" no, not a porno, but a thai film noir which was awesome...and started Spiderman 3, which kinda sucks so far as well.
Okay, so it looks like I'll have to choose more wisely, right? Wrong! It doesn't matter what I put in the queue..it's all FREE and UNLIMITED (with a netflix account)...so if it sucks, just move on to something else!
In the days before first person shooters, boys actually had to go out and buy toy guns, and live the action themselves. Or you could subscribe to the "military porn" of pulp fiction, namely any book written by Don Pendleton and his underlings. I did both. I got a book a month in the Mack Bolan executioner series of milporn, which consisted of graphic descriptions of guns, explosions, and people's heads turning to red mist.
I put some of the cover art into a slideshow, and you can see how easily any book title could be a death metal band name. I especially like the covers which show Mack and his lady friend of the moment fighting side by side...cause you know...chicks and guns.
Oh, and I just finished Halo 2 (finally), Bioshock, and am in the middle of Half Life 2 (finally). Thanks, Amy and Rob!
I have very fuzzy memories of this show, but one thing I do remember was that the design was pretty cool...sort of like the design for "2001". I stumbled on this huge cache of screen grabs of every episode. Sweet. LINK to Season 1 images LINK to Season 2 images
I don't know how it happened but two of my boyhood fantasies have collided. Sheena Easton sings to a montage of Erin Gray (from Buck Rogers in the 25th Century). This guy won't let me embed...click the link.
I was driving back from Nashville today when I heard "...Brian Peshek, a diemaker who's been with Chrysler for 11 years..." and my ears perked up. Brian's been my friend since college, and works in the auto industry...I can't imagine what he's going through right now.
Also, Deepika Padukone makes Jessica Alba look like a pile of puke.
And, those last two metaphors were almost as bad as this one: "The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't."
This time around it was Ryan's choice of "White Fire". A "French-American-Italian-Turkish thriller", with an incomprehensible plot, nice awkward pauses between dialogue, full-frontal nudity, a chainsaw fight, but strangely, only one car chase...hmm.
Ok, this is the president of the diamond mine. For a brief moment, I thought this was some kind of space movie, what with the fancy sliding doors and super-high-tech scanning room. Maybe the art director read a couple scripts at the same time and got confused.
What naturally follows a bloody chainsaw fight? Boobies.
A little character development, some rifle training, and off-road driving. It's too long and complicated to get into here, but essentially he's dating his sister.
Each character in the story has a particular instrument and a musical theme; Fred Williamson is represented by the mini Moog.
Ok, there appears to be a huge continuity flaw in this scene...see if you can spot it. But no! Actually, it's the director doing his job. Whatever...looks like a mistake.
I love this metafilter thread commenting on Roger Ebert's recent smackdown of Ben Stein in relation to some creationsist documentary. This is a great thread for no other reason but the sporadic "evolution" of the phrase: "I say this on Bad Astronomy the other day, and enjoyed it a lot. Ebert's a pretty smart dude." (sic)
I sap this on Bad Astronomy the other day, and enjoyed it a lot. Ebert's a pretty smart dude.
I sag this on Bad Astronomy the other day, and enjoyed it a lot. Ebert's a pretty smart dude.
A pretty bad smart astronomy dude says the other day, 'Ebert on this. And I enjoyed it a lot.
I was this on Sad Astronomy the other way, and unfolded it a dot. Ebert's a pretty start frood.
I sat this on Sad Astrology the mother way, and unfolded it a dot. Peebert's a pretty stamp froot.
Okay, the video is really nothing special, sort of a feel-good trip down memory lane, but It's well executed...and I'm a huge Deerhoof fan (paid $20 to see them do 2 songs...I was late).
1) can bend coins with his eye 2) has sex 15 times a day with each of his 4 wives 3) is prohibited from working (due to his enormous strength) 4) drinks melted butter and eats raw mutton 5) has never slept a night in his life
Check out these pics from an abandoned municipal building in Highland Park Michigan. This is eerily similar to the Raccoon City police station in "Resident Evil 2". I spent many a night jumping out of my skin playing this game, and it seems awfully weird that there are firearms, ammunition, and crime scene photos still laying around, just like the game, where you are constantly on the search for ammo, and you need to examine the environment for clues to continue the game.
God, I miss that show. I distinctly remember every Thanksgiving, when Comedy Central would run a MST3K marathon. Here's a link to an interview with Joel Hodgson, Trace Beaulieu, and Jim Mallon, who were the originators of MST3K.
It doesn't sound like they're going to start another series, but they have this project, Cinematic Titanic, where you can download and burn DVDs.
I can't tell you how many times I hear a weird accent on my morning commute on the subway and want to find out what country they're from. Oh, right...anyway, this is pretty cool. You can even submit one of your own.
A bunch of guys from work are into this...maybe a little too into it. Be sure to click on "meet my balls" to get an accurate description of the arsenal.
Really, you can only take Tim and Eric in small doses. The show is so dumb and over the top that it gets me every time. It's like you're falling asleep on the couch in front of the TV, and you have a fever dream that was shot with a tube camera. Oh, and then someone went apeshit with photoshop filters and clip art.
My friend Todd and I went geocaching a couple weeks ago. Basically it's like a treasure hunt, only instead of a map you use GPS, and instead of treasure, it's junk. The best booty was a playing card with "Robert" scrawled across it...also, I'm just recovering from the poison ivy I got while we ran around Avon Woods park looking for another cache. So...success!
I saw them last night at Northside Tavern. This clip isn't from that show, but it's one the best sounding ones I could find on youtube. What's weird is the drummer's snare is down by his ankles!
This video is pretty sweet. The band holds green boards, in which is keyed other takes of the same setup. The choreography between the two is what sells it. Nice. Shades of Michel Gondry. The song is good too.
BTW, I found this on upl8.tv, which is a random youtube flash player. Hit the space bar to go to the next clip.
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Bring back time when girls were yours.
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(also, some classy gifs...)
I would love to hear the conversation between the client and the graphic designer on this one:
"...no, make him sadder...and put a bandage on his head..." "Should we give him wheel chair gloves?" "...nah, he looks more pathetic without the gloves..."
This company Image Metrics analyzes video of an actor's performance, then creates a facial animation that matches pretty damn close. They say they eyes are 90% of the performance, but to me it's the subtleties around the mouth that are the give away.
So we were in Yellow Springs today, and I took my camera because, ya just never know what you'll come across. In the back of my mind I knew that Dave Chappelle lives there, and wouldn't it be great if we ran into him and were able to have our picture taken with him. We had lunch at the "Winds", which was great, and just as we were leaving the restaurant, who should be strolling towards us but Dave. Looking back on it, he was smoking and looking everywhere but at us...probably for fear of exactly what happened next.
"Hey Dave!" "...hey..." "Hey, uh can I get a picture with you?" "...nah, man." "Oh. Ok." (mumbles something incomprehensible)
Later, I remembered he hated fame and celebrity, and that was why he likes to live in Yellow Springs...to avoid people like me.
Okay. So we had another "bad movie night" last night, and it's definitely up there with "Gymkata". "The Stabilizer" is an Indonesian action flick from 1984 which has some very tasteful nude scenes, is littered with expletives, and is so relentless in things blowing up, people getting shot, and cars jumping off ramps,...it's mind-numbing. I decided to share some scenes, and don't for a second think that this is an exhaustive sampling, because this film brings it, and brings it hard.
These are literally the first frames of the movie. I mean, c'mon. I was laughing non-stop from this point.
This scene is timed brilliantly. Love the stock 747 shot too.
Uhh...beergasm?
This is the takeaway catch-phrase of the movie. Wait for it.
"Just a little anti-American sentiment running around..."
The physics involved with this action sequence are so wrong they're right. Watch the dude on the right when they go back to get the gun..he just smacked his ass!
Oh, If only my conversations were so effortless.
Yeah, I got hit in the head with a bucket...what about it. How about I just jump up and bust yer ass through the floor?
Wait...what? What was that? That's not spit!
What just happened here? There's an explosion, then she carefully lays on the ground?!
Again, wait for it.
I was imagining all sorts of great death scenes for the bad guy, but this wasn't it.
Is there really any way that an intruder can discreetly break into a modern car with a modern security system and wait in the back seat to strangle you? No. The truth is that Volvo can't market this invention the way it is used in real life (e.g. forgetting your baby in the backseat while you get a mani-pedi) because it would imply that people who buy Volvos are jackasses. A couple people have hit on this in the talk around the web too.
John Kricfalusi, of Ren and Stimpy fame, went on to make some flash webisodes of "Weekend Pussy Hunt" (starring Cigarettes the Cat) in addition to "The Goddamn George Liquor Program". Incidentally, it looks like there may be new episodes of the latter.
John K. also has a blog called "All Kinds of Stuff" where you can keep up to date with his projects.
This one starts off slow, but there's a couple good gags in the middle, one of which involves a part of the body giving birth (it's not the part you think).
I stumbled across "The Veggie Option" today. It's pretty easy being a vegetarian in this city, but we could use a few more spots to hang out...I'm glad this blog is around to get the word out.
"First off, I want to thank the teachers and faculty of Broad Run High School for first considering and then inviting me to speak here. It was flattering, I am touched and humbled, and you have made a grave mistake."
“With one vote, Congress has strengthened the executive branch, weakened the judiciary and rendered itself irrelevant,” said Caroline Fredrickson, Director of the ACLU Washington Legislative Office. “This bill – soon to be law – is a constitutional nightmare. Americans should know that if this legislation is enacted and upheld, what they say on international phone calls or emails is no longer private. The government can listen in without having a specific reason to do so. Our rights as Americans have been curtailed and our privacy can no longer be assumed.”
Terry Bozzio and Chad Wackerman were both drummers in Frank Zappa's band...and they're both insane. I saw Chad play in Detroit with Zappa in '87...I don't remember much about that show due to some chemicals, but the drum solo was somethin else. Terry was in "Missing Persons" with his sister Dale, and after that he did some solo stuff. I've never seen anyone play like him.
There's been a neighborhood kid going around lately telling everyone he farted. This was a couple of weeks ago, the kid is probably about 8 or 9, old enough to know that he is basically screwing with people. Today I was mowing the lawn and he comes up to me.
"Hi" "Hey" "Guess what?" "I know, you farted. That's awesome...congratulations."
He looks at me with a blank stare and then shuffles off on his scooter.
I'm still not sure if all the genetically modified food is bad for you, but the way that Monsanto runs it's business leads me to believe that they're up to no good. If you have a spare hour or two check it out...
I recently watched "Phantasm" the other day, and was shocked and dismayed to learn that Powers Booth was not in it. Ever since hight school, I took it for granted that it was he who played "Reggie" in the first two movies...but in fact it was "Reggie Bannister". C'mon, you see it right?
I was at Barnes and Noble the other day looking at magazines and killing time with my friends Rich and Laura.
Me - Hey check it out. There's a magazine called "I'm Pregnant!" I made a point of saying "exclamation point" after the title too...
We had a good chuckle, I asked if he would like a subscription for his birthday etc..
Then after the laughter subsides, a pregnant lady that was sitting and reading on the bench in front of me quietly stands up, goes to the magazine rack, and returns the very same magazine.
Oh well, it's not like I said anything really bad...which is surprising to say the least.
If you can make it through the "Carousel sequence from Logan's Run" you'll be rewarded with some oversized fuzzy slippers, velvet jumpsuits, and a dude with daisy dukes. Oh, and an awesome groove. Thanks, Nate.
I had a sickening dream last night about visiting a vegan family.
At one point, the father asks "Who wants to squeeze one out?" Then his young son appears in the living room and starts straining like he's gonnna take a shit. He can't do it. "Always a trickle from him!" says the father. So his daughter comes out next and proceeds to strain and low and behold these giant plastic bags of bread come out her ass! Turns out they'resovegan that they figured out a way to use the heat of the body to bake bread internally, and then shit out perfectly formed loaves. "If you slice the bread completely through the bag, you probably won't get hepatitis."
That's the last time I mix Dewey's pizza with beer and scotch...
Here's a snippet of a conversation between my brother-in-law and a co-worker:
Co-worker: "...I work at this place called Lightborne"
Brother-in-law: "...oh yeah, my brother-in-law works at Lightborne too"
Co-worker: "Really? What's his name?"
Brother-in-law: "I don't know."
So through a description of my person by the co-worker, my brother-in-law learned my name.
Ok, it's not like I just recently married his sister (it will be 13 years this June). It's not like she's his half-sister or step-sister or something. They are blood relatives. He was around when I was dating her back in '93. He was at the wedding. He put a crown in my mouth last year. How is this possible?
My friend Ralph tipped me off to this phenomenon. Apparently this guy is announcing the startup of a production company with this audio manifesto, which I've been listening to for about 5 minutes and still have no idea what he's talking about.
**UPDATE** I didn't watch that movie on there, which points out that whoever made this page is obviously not the guy who made the tape...still funny anyway.
