Spooky Sexy, or Sexy Spooky?
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
House episodes
I just finished watching Tuesday's episode of "House" Kiznox and at the end they mentioned, not really to my surprise, that all the episodes for this year are available online at Fox. com....catch up and be happy! Yeah for technology!!
Guitar Hero 3
After playing it for 3 days, I have come to the conclusion that it is not much different than its predecessors. There is an obvious difference from the two because of the change of development teams, but that doesn't hinder the game that much. The thing I'm most disappointed about is the track list. Its a sequel with less tracks? That doesn't make sense. And where the fuck is Slither?! I heard that song on the fucking commercial! How is it not in the game?! Despite its shortcomings, its still the same old mindless fun. Cult of Personality fucking rocks!
8 out of 10
8 out of 10
I Feel Like all I do are Random Posts...
but, really, what would you expect from me?
Anyway, I have spent the last few hours drinking and reading and listening to music, (a lot of house music, Oakenfield, and some reefer madness soundtrack) and thinking about things in general.
What have I learned???
Thinking and drinking do not mix. They only serve as a tonic of depressants.
What have I been thinking about???
Well, none of it is really worthwhile, I am sure, to anyone else. Mostly, wondering what or where my place in life is. Partially, wondering why it is I have a huge tendency to attach myself to people that do not need attachment. (no explanation on that one, just someone I cannot get out of my mind) Moderately, are the Bengals going to do N-E-THING this season? Or, are they just going to be a huge disappointment? Slightly, does anything matter? Is anything relevant? Worthwhile? Dominatingly, when is this weird bout of complete and total "downness" end?
What do I plan to do about the rest of the night???
Probably drink quite a bit more, alone, in my room, and listen to music. Perhaps tool around on the internet. Perhaps continue to read this amazing comic that I have been given. Perhaps just lose myself in a mix of nonlinear thought and pretentious house beats, all the while my stomach craves some fucking delicious eggs.
Whats with the eggs???
I made some amazingly sobering eggs this morning at work. But it did not stop there. No, no. I also managed to fill the plate with toast and hash browns and bacon. The interesting part? There are a couple, actually. First, I seasoned the hell out of those eggs. Mmmmm. Second, the place I work does not sell typical hash browns. The browns that I mad were actually sliced, diced, and made absolutely amazing by moi. How were they sobering? I got really drunk last night. REALLY drunk. Force puke off of beer, drunk. Yeah. And when I made those, I felt better. And I felt especially better after I ate my damn breakfast. 'Cause I had it my way. They way it should be.
Why is this guy still typing???
Mostly because I would like to think that the random things that I post are in insight into my head. Partly because I am bored and "Stupid and Irate: Tokyo Slide" is on in the other room. Slightly because I am too drunk to continue to read.
What do you think of John Edwards speach about New Orleans???
Pretty lazy, and definitely lame. To hell with it.
What kind of scented candles do you like???
The vanilla one in the room seems, and has always seemed, to be an adequate smelling candle. However, I am partial to anything that smells like oranges or exes. Is that sad?
How is it that you are not having any sex lately???
Really? Is it not obvious?
What is your favorite color???
This is an interesting question to ask because of the multiple levels that I get to answer this on. I have a tendency to answer: Black. Truth is, I absolutely love red. Why do I say black? Because it used to be my favorite color until Ryan road filled up with black Escalades and ruined it for me. But this answer does not end here. Oh no. You are not getting off that easily. My absolute favorite color is actually a combination of two polar opposites: I'm Fucked Up on 'Shrooms Black and White. Dont really know what it is like to be colorblind. I can imagine that it would not be all that fun. Yet, when I am trippin balls and I start seeing everything like a sitcom from the fifies. Awesome.
Are you going to ever fucking stop this nonsense?
Yep.
Anyway, I have spent the last few hours drinking and reading and listening to music, (a lot of house music, Oakenfield, and some reefer madness soundtrack) and thinking about things in general.
What have I learned???
Thinking and drinking do not mix. They only serve as a tonic of depressants.
What have I been thinking about???
Well, none of it is really worthwhile, I am sure, to anyone else. Mostly, wondering what or where my place in life is. Partially, wondering why it is I have a huge tendency to attach myself to people that do not need attachment. (no explanation on that one, just someone I cannot get out of my mind) Moderately, are the Bengals going to do N-E-THING this season? Or, are they just going to be a huge disappointment? Slightly, does anything matter? Is anything relevant? Worthwhile? Dominatingly, when is this weird bout of complete and total "downness" end?
What do I plan to do about the rest of the night???
Probably drink quite a bit more, alone, in my room, and listen to music. Perhaps tool around on the internet. Perhaps continue to read this amazing comic that I have been given. Perhaps just lose myself in a mix of nonlinear thought and pretentious house beats, all the while my stomach craves some fucking delicious eggs.
Whats with the eggs???
I made some amazingly sobering eggs this morning at work. But it did not stop there. No, no. I also managed to fill the plate with toast and hash browns and bacon. The interesting part? There are a couple, actually. First, I seasoned the hell out of those eggs. Mmmmm. Second, the place I work does not sell typical hash browns. The browns that I mad were actually sliced, diced, and made absolutely amazing by moi. How were they sobering? I got really drunk last night. REALLY drunk. Force puke off of beer, drunk. Yeah. And when I made those, I felt better. And I felt especially better after I ate my damn breakfast. 'Cause I had it my way. They way it should be.
Why is this guy still typing???
Mostly because I would like to think that the random things that I post are in insight into my head. Partly because I am bored and "Stupid and Irate: Tokyo Slide" is on in the other room. Slightly because I am too drunk to continue to read.
What do you think of John Edwards speach about New Orleans???
Pretty lazy, and definitely lame. To hell with it.
What kind of scented candles do you like???
The vanilla one in the room seems, and has always seemed, to be an adequate smelling candle. However, I am partial to anything that smells like oranges or exes. Is that sad?
How is it that you are not having any sex lately???
Really? Is it not obvious?
What is your favorite color???
This is an interesting question to ask because of the multiple levels that I get to answer this on. I have a tendency to answer: Black. Truth is, I absolutely love red. Why do I say black? Because it used to be my favorite color until Ryan road filled up with black Escalades and ruined it for me. But this answer does not end here. Oh no. You are not getting off that easily. My absolute favorite color is actually a combination of two polar opposites: I'm Fucked Up on 'Shrooms Black and White. Dont really know what it is like to be colorblind. I can imagine that it would not be all that fun. Yet, when I am trippin balls and I start seeing everything like a sitcom from the fifies. Awesome.
Are you going to ever fucking stop this nonsense?
Yep.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Eye Candy of the Day
This one's for all you breeders. Enjoy, boys.
Brought to you by Carmen the Transsexual, also known as Brittany Daniel
Brought to you by Carmen the Transsexual, also known as Brittany Daniel
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Saturday, October 27, 2007
The Weekly WYR
Hello my friends. It is that time of the week again! Streeter and the friends at College Humor have given us some new material this week to look at and analyze. Ready? Let's go.
Would You Rather...
Cure cancer but have your archenemy get the credit or be in complete control of your archenemy's bowels and not cure cancer?
This sounds so sinister. How many of us actually have an archenemy defined? That probably is a discussion for another time but if I did have an archenemy I would find it extremely funny to have control of his bowels but how can you possibly turn down curing cancer? I mean the world may give him the spotlight and the credit but I never liked having the spotlight and all that on me anyway. If the people whom I love and care for know the truth that is all that matters to me.
Bang Jessica Alba or bang Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan at the same time?
Well, I am picking Jessica Alba on this for several reasons. I don't dislike the idea of having two chickees at once but when those chickees have the chance to give me a smorgisboard of disease and, possibly, alcoholism from just being in the room with them. Also, it's friggin Jessica Alba people!
Go Bear-Blasting or Hump-Cating?
I have absolutely no idea what these are. I even tried to look them up. I believe I could make a WYR question if I made up words too!
HaVe To AlWaYs TyPe LiKe ThIs or only be able to type with your thumbs?
I'm sorry but if I had to type like the former part of this question I may just end up throwing my keyboard, and my sanity, out of the window. Typing with your thumb may be a little awkward but eventually I would get used to it. To top it all off, at least your typing still looks professional and not like you had a stroke trying to do it.
Drink a gallon of hot dog juice or take a shot of toe sweat?
Gross...absolutely gross either way you look at it. Hot dog juice really doesn't have any taste to it (really) but just a watery taste...but toe sweat? It's only a shot though...A gallon is a little much to ask of any liquid not usually drinkable.
Only be able to move around by dancing or only be able to communicate through singing?
Well I have always said I am too white to dance (mostly because I have no rhythm what so ever) but you would think I would be a better one since I drink but hey. I wouldn't mind communicating through singing at all, might be kinda cool.
Live in a world filled with Jerry Seinfeld impersonators or live in a world filled with Borat impersonators?
This isn't really a WYR question, it's a simple fact that we have way to many fuckin Borat impersonators as it is in this world...and to all of them I say "Shut the fuck up!"
Never have any form of sex again or have a sex change and have all the sex you want?
You know what, why would I ever do anything that would neglect me from ever having any type of sex again. I guess I would be used to it since it's been a hell of a long time but are you kidding me? Rambo Dakota would become Roxanne Dakota....whatev, let's all get laid now...sound good? Thought so.
Be insane in the membrane or insane in the brain?
I would say the brain. Why screw with the membrane crap when you can just go full fledged insane in the entirety of your brain? If I'm going to be crazy and insane I am going to be totally mental.
Lose your small toe or never go online again?
I do not know what I would do with a portion of my life is not for the infinite amount of things I can do online. Really ask yourself...how often do you go online compared to how often you use your small toe. I think the answer is pretty simple really.
Have every day be cold and rainy or live in a Motel 6 for the rest of your life?
That's an odd one. Cold and rainy just sucks even for a day or two in a row let alone everyday of my life. That would just get downright depressing. Good thing about a Motel 6 would be you never have to change bed sheets or wash towels again...that's a plus. Either way really I think you're screwed so the Motel 6 is the lesser of two evils in my eye.
Die at 35 with a quick painless death or die at 70 but suffer a chronic illness for 30 years?
What's the chronic illness? Tell me what it is and I'll tell you my answer. Let me hear what kind of illnesses you guys think you could live with chronically for 30 years. I'd be interested to know. COPD? Chronic Bronchitis?
Would You Rather...
Cure cancer but have your archenemy get the credit or be in complete control of your archenemy's bowels and not cure cancer?
This sounds so sinister. How many of us actually have an archenemy defined? That probably is a discussion for another time but if I did have an archenemy I would find it extremely funny to have control of his bowels but how can you possibly turn down curing cancer? I mean the world may give him the spotlight and the credit but I never liked having the spotlight and all that on me anyway. If the people whom I love and care for know the truth that is all that matters to me.
Bang Jessica Alba or bang Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan at the same time?
Well, I am picking Jessica Alba on this for several reasons. I don't dislike the idea of having two chickees at once but when those chickees have the chance to give me a smorgisboard of disease and, possibly, alcoholism from just being in the room with them. Also, it's friggin Jessica Alba people!
Go Bear-Blasting or Hump-Cating?
I have absolutely no idea what these are. I even tried to look them up. I believe I could make a WYR question if I made up words too!
HaVe To AlWaYs TyPe LiKe ThIs or only be able to type with your thumbs?
I'm sorry but if I had to type like the former part of this question I may just end up throwing my keyboard, and my sanity, out of the window. Typing with your thumb may be a little awkward but eventually I would get used to it. To top it all off, at least your typing still looks professional and not like you had a stroke trying to do it.
Drink a gallon of hot dog juice or take a shot of toe sweat?
Gross...absolutely gross either way you look at it. Hot dog juice really doesn't have any taste to it (really) but just a watery taste...but toe sweat? It's only a shot though...A gallon is a little much to ask of any liquid not usually drinkable.
Only be able to move around by dancing or only be able to communicate through singing?
Well I have always said I am too white to dance (mostly because I have no rhythm what so ever) but you would think I would be a better one since I drink but hey. I wouldn't mind communicating through singing at all, might be kinda cool.
Live in a world filled with Jerry Seinfeld impersonators or live in a world filled with Borat impersonators?
This isn't really a WYR question, it's a simple fact that we have way to many fuckin Borat impersonators as it is in this world...and to all of them I say "Shut the fuck up!"
Never have any form of sex again or have a sex change and have all the sex you want?
You know what, why would I ever do anything that would neglect me from ever having any type of sex again. I guess I would be used to it since it's been a hell of a long time but are you kidding me? Rambo Dakota would become Roxanne Dakota....whatev, let's all get laid now...sound good? Thought so.
Be insane in the membrane or insane in the brain?
I would say the brain. Why screw with the membrane crap when you can just go full fledged insane in the entirety of your brain? If I'm going to be crazy and insane I am going to be totally mental.
Lose your small toe or never go online again?
I do not know what I would do with a portion of my life is not for the infinite amount of things I can do online. Really ask yourself...how often do you go online compared to how often you use your small toe. I think the answer is pretty simple really.
Have every day be cold and rainy or live in a Motel 6 for the rest of your life?
That's an odd one. Cold and rainy just sucks even for a day or two in a row let alone everyday of my life. That would just get downright depressing. Good thing about a Motel 6 would be you never have to change bed sheets or wash towels again...that's a plus. Either way really I think you're screwed so the Motel 6 is the lesser of two evils in my eye.
Die at 35 with a quick painless death or die at 70 but suffer a chronic illness for 30 years?
What's the chronic illness? Tell me what it is and I'll tell you my answer. Let me hear what kind of illnesses you guys think you could live with chronically for 30 years. I'd be interested to know. COPD? Chronic Bronchitis?
Friday, October 26, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007
In the Right Frame of Mind...
especially for listening to music. And, the computer is staring right the fuck back at me...holy shit. Good. Anyway, I just want to say how much fun I am having listening to muse at the moment. Because, like I had said, I am completely in the right frame of mind...
Movie Quote of the Day
"Can you imagine what it feels like to have someone sit you down and tell you that you're dying? The gravity of that, hmm? Then the clock's ticking for you. In a split second your awe is cracked open. You look at things differently - smell things differently. You savor everything be it a glass of water or a walk in the park. But most people have the luxury of not knowing when that clock's going to go off. And the irony of it is that that keeps them from really living their life. It keeps them drinking that glass of water but never really tasting it. "
- Jigsaw (Tobin Bell) in Saw II
Question
Would anyone be interested, I'm just taking a shot, at doing a little spin-off of College Humor's Weekly Sports thing? I know that most of you guys are not into sports in the depth that I am but I figured I'd ask. Here is what I'm talking about. Let me know but if not I can always do it with someone and just post it.
Get me to the church on time...
So Sian's wedding is this weekend. EEK!
It's a little insane - I feel like I basically have no idea what's going on during the ceremony or anything. I guess that's the point of having a rehearsal dinner tomorrow.
I'm pretty sure most of you know about this already, but if anyone managed to get out of work on sunday, we're having a luncheon/finish the kegs party at my house on sunday at around noon. All are welcome, just let me know!
A little business. I trust you guys, but JUST IN CASE, I have to say this.
Please do not leave the reception to smoke pot
Please do not get so drunk that you throw up or piss on something in the church
those are the only rules. Otherwise, get shit-faced, have a blast, and let's make this the DAVIES EXTRAVAGANZA OF THE CENTURY SO FAR!
Anyway, I'm lookin forward to seeing everyone, and you guys are great!
Cottonmouth out
It's a little insane - I feel like I basically have no idea what's going on during the ceremony or anything. I guess that's the point of having a rehearsal dinner tomorrow.
I'm pretty sure most of you know about this already, but if anyone managed to get out of work on sunday, we're having a luncheon/finish the kegs party at my house on sunday at around noon. All are welcome, just let me know!
A little
Please do not leave the reception to smoke pot
Please do not get so drunk that you throw up or piss on something in the church
those are the only rules. Otherwise, get shit-faced, have a blast, and let's make this the DAVIES EXTRAVAGANZA OF THE CENTURY SO FAR!
Anyway, I'm lookin forward to seeing everyone, and you guys are great!
Cottonmouth out
Street Fighter 4!!
Yeah, you read that right. Capcom is making Street Fighter 4! From the looks of the trailer, it should be nothing less than amazing.
Monday, October 22, 2007
hmmmm
If I don't figure out why I've been so aggressive soon, I might flip out. I will probably destroy or kill something. seriously. I've punched a lot of things in my apartment in the last oh... thirty minutes. I think I have anger management problems
Peanut butter jelly with a baseball bat
Peanut butter jelly with a baseball bat
YAY
A song I like by M.I.A. was on heroes when the girl was doing double dutch. I thought I was going crazy (drunk) at first but it was totally the song I thought... rock on
p.s.
I still would do bad things to milo ventimiglia.
p.s.
I still would do bad things to milo ventimiglia.
Alternative Eye Candy of the Week
Brought to you by Peter Petrelli a.k.a. Milo Ventimiglia.
p.s. Milo is a great name
Can we NOT go there Kiznox?
I don't care if you have different ideals than Rambo - I've been aware of the fact that the two of you agree on, well... nothing... for the entire time I've known you both. I don't believe that this blog is here to berate each other. I'm torn between both of your opinions on this matter being both a regular church goer and an adamant agnostic. But to be fair I held my tongue when you wrote your terribly chauvinistic post about breast feeding because we are entitled to our OPINIONS. Just because you disagree, does not make it incorrect. I love this blog because it makes me feel like we're still all close together. If you want to, talk about your own opinions on the subject (I promise I will not judge). Don't just talk about how his beliefs imply that he has wasted his life. Religion can help a great many people find meaning and hope - that may not be the case for me, but it's what has made many people live reasonably good lives for the last 5000 years. Some people don't need it - some do. that does not make any difference as long as the end result is a positive one.
And so I'm inviting you. Write your next post about what I'm sure this will make you want to. I love you despite of our disagreements. Show me that you want to be a journalist, not that you want to be disagreeable!
RAWR!!!
COTTONMOUTH IS AGGRESSIVE.
And kinda horny now, strangely enough. That's weird
And so I'm inviting you. Write your next post about what I'm sure this will make you want to. I love you despite of our disagreements. Show me that you want to be a journalist, not that you want to be disagreeable!
RAWR!!!
COTTONMOUTH IS AGGRESSIVE.
And kinda horny now, strangely enough. That's weird
I was confused and now I'm pissed
From MSNBC:
Emotions do not affect cancer survival.
WASHINGTON - People who are depressed about their cancer are no more likely to die than people who keep a positive outlook, U.S. researchers reported on Monday.
Cancer patients are often encouraged to stay as happy as possible and many people believe that a positive outlook helps recovery and survival.
Dr. James Coyne and colleagues from the University of Pennsylvania set out to see if this was really true. They analyzed data from two studies of the emotional states of 1,093 patients with head and neck cancer.
Over the time of the two studies, 646 patients died.
The analysis showed that emotional status was not associated with survival rate. A person's emotions were not associated with survival even after taking into account other factors, such as gender, tumor site or disease stage, Coyne and colleagues report in the journal Cancer.
"The hope that we can fight cancer by influencing emotional states appears to have been misplaced," Coyne said in a statement.
"If cancer patients want psychotherapy or to be in a support group, they should be given the opportunity to do so. There can be lots of emotional and social benefits. But they should not seek such experiences solely on the expectation that they are extending their lives."
Are you fucking kidding me? Why in the name of everything sacred would you bother with a research project like this? Be far warned because I know this is going to come across as almost the exact argument for a religious matter as well but I'll address that in a minute.
First off, fuck you University of Pennsylvania. Your reasoning for this research has got to be similar to (a) we had nothing better to do and (b) let's decide to take away false hope because that's just no good. Let's leave them with no hope at all. How many of you University of Pennsylvania "scientists and doctors" can honestly say that you feel this is helpful? Apparently none of you have ever witnessed someone who truly believes they can get better simply by hoping and, here it comes, praying as well. This has nothing to do with religion, in a sense, but the argument is similar to the one I use often when talking about those of you out there who would rather work toward disproving something that you cannot see or touch.
If you are someone who decides that it is so much better if everyone knows all the flaws of religion and decides that every opportunity you receive you are going to shove that into those who believe in a God or a higher being then you need to listen to this. Picture it...you are dying or have just been told you have a terminal illness. I cannot imagine the feeling that must be going through your head at the moment but no sooner do you say to yourself "Okay, maybe if I just believe and keep positive thoughts in my head I may just live a little longer and get to enjoy my time even more" when suddenly a scientist goes "Naw, don't bother, it won't help anyway and I have new fangled numbers to prove it." I would take a frying pan and beat the shit out of him.
Faith and belief can be an extremely powerful thing folks. These things get people through the hardest times in their life and they believe they are made better by having this faith. Whether it comes to day to day living or being on death's doorstep. Even if all of the religious beliefs and expectations do not turn out to be true when you finally pass into death what harm can possibly be done by letting that dying person believe something or someone is waiting for them? How selfish are you if you decide that you are going to do everything to disprove that simply because you believe it garbage? Once the person dies they will find out what truly is out there after we die but make no mistake...if that person believes they can get better and wants to put faith in that to help them fight as long as they can and give them hope for something better after death...what place does anyone have to try and tell them otherwise? Is it affecting your life? Is it really a drain on your conscience to know that someone who is totally unrelated to you is having a belief they can continue to live? Yes, in the end they may be let down but to hold a belief so strongly in anything is a virtue in it's own right for if you truly do not believe in anything I don't believe you really have lived.
I'm at a loss for words
I don't know what to say here...I completed a discharge of a patient and as I said "You're all set" his girlfriend goes "Coolio!" and they walked away. What's worse than that? White chick. Yep.
Don't think about this for very long or your IQ points will keep dropping.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Eye Candy of the Day
Since Kiznox and I just saw 30 Days of Night, I have decided to bring a little bit of the movie to you. Enjoy, Melissa George, because she's hot in that movie.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
While Clicking Through IMDB...
I found that Paul Reubens is set to star in "Pee-Wee's Playhouse: The Movie," set to come out in 2009. Hopefully Laurence Fishburne is starring in it.
You Spell that Phonetically,
and I'll call it that twice on Sundays.
Also, found some truly interesting news floating around the net. Sadly, the site I found this on gave no link to the actual story, so it could be complete bullshit...but still, interesting.
I have been reading this really interesting comic lately...yes I have delved into comics and have begun the shame spiral downward that is associated with them. Anyway, it is called "Preacher" and it is definitely worth a look. I have no way to compare this with anything else that I have ever seen in comics before. It is about, you guessed it, a preacher and his literal search for God. Who quit. God quit and came to live on earth. It is fucked up, sexy, covered in blood and blatant cursing, dripping with beauty, covered in the dust of a Texan run amok, with vampires, serial killers, a ridiculously old woman leading some fuckall cult, and absolutely amazing. I would say that I hope that this series gets made into a movie, but I just do not think that it would be done justice. This series is beautiful.
And that is all I will say about it for the moment.
Today I am going to blow a shit ton of money on delicious food and a movie. Heading to PF Changs and then to see 30 days of Night.
And here is the review for that from, The Stranger:
Fuck IGN and RottenTomato, I have generally agreed with the Stranger on their movie choices, so I am excited. PLUS! VAMPIRES!!!!!!!
If anyone ever wants to turn me into a full-fledged vampire, please do.
Also, found some truly interesting news floating around the net. Sadly, the site I found this on gave no link to the actual story, so it could be complete bullshit...but still, interesting.
Harry Potter fans, the rumors are true: Albus Dumbledore, master wizard and Headmaster of Hogwarts, is gay. J.K. Rowling, author of the mega-selling fantasy series that ended last summer, outed the beloved character Friday night while appearing before a full house at Carnegie Hall.
After reading briefly from the final book, “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows,” she took questions from audience members.
She was asked by one young fan whether Dumbledore finds “true love.”
“Dumbledore is gay,” the author responded to gasps and applause.
I have been reading this really interesting comic lately...yes I have delved into comics and have begun the shame spiral downward that is associated with them. Anyway, it is called "Preacher" and it is definitely worth a look. I have no way to compare this with anything else that I have ever seen in comics before. It is about, you guessed it, a preacher and his literal search for God. Who quit. God quit and came to live on earth. It is fucked up, sexy, covered in blood and blatant cursing, dripping with beauty, covered in the dust of a Texan run amok, with vampires, serial killers, a ridiculously old woman leading some fuckall cult, and absolutely amazing. I would say that I hope that this series gets made into a movie, but I just do not think that it would be done justice. This series is beautiful.
And that is all I will say about it for the moment.
Today I am going to blow a shit ton of money on delicious food and a movie. Heading to PF Changs and then to see 30 days of Night.
And here is the review for that from, The Stranger:
Even among the most jaded of geeks, Steve Niles and Ben Templesmith's 2002 comic series 30 Days of Night raised a seismic ruckus, thanks to a premise so ingenious that it's amazing that no one had ever thought of it before. I mean, really: vampires in Alaska? Where the sun doesn't rise for a solid month? Holy crap! Unfortunately, the creators never quite figured out how to capitalize on their initial stroke of genius. Beyond that killer idea and Templesmith's unsettlingly abstract art (no Anne Rice-ish romantic creatures of the night here, just vaguely humanoid things bursting with thickets of fangs), it comes off as a case of more sizzle than steak.
Thankfully, then, the inevitable cinematic adaptation stands as that rarity that rises above its source material, both in plot and gut-rumbling tone. Even accounting for a few logy sequences, it's the most relentless, sustained freak-out since The Descent.
Director David Slade (Hard Candy) takes an unusual amount of time setting things in motion—establishing the geography and an air of anticipatory menace before letting fly with the red stuff. He's aided in his efforts by a cast (including Danny Huston, Melissa George, and a surprisingly capable Josh Hartnett) who take things seriously, with none of the winking at the camera malarkey that's wrecked so many post-Scream horror flicks. The two-hour running time does occasionally feel excessive, but when all cylinders are firing, it generates an atmosphere that few examples of the genre can match. Impressive as the episodes of full-blown splatter are, it's the quieter moments, such as an insta-classic extended overhead tracking shot of the town under siege, that make you kind of sort of wish that they had never flicked off the theater's house lights. ANDREW WRIGHT
Fuck IGN and RottenTomato, I have generally agreed with the Stranger on their movie choices, so I am excited. PLUS! VAMPIRES!!!!!!!
If anyone ever wants to turn me into a full-fledged vampire, please do.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Another addition of the Weekly WYR!
Hello again folks. Rambo Dakota here with your favorite column on the Daily Clusterfuck...the never ending debate that is the Weekly Would You Rather! As always thanks go out to Mr. Streeter and College Humor from which the WYR is provided every Friday afternoon. This week's edition has quite a few more than usual so that's also a bonus as well as a hilarious one that gets an award. One of these days I will think of one too...but I can usually only be creative with beer. "Stop rambling dude! Get to it already." Alright, away we go...
Would You Rather...
Have to announce to everyone that you're going to take a shit every time or have horrible diarrhea at all the important moments of your life?
These WYR questions just get weirder and weirder by the week eh? In this instance I have to go with announcing the shit because let's be honest it's not always in public places that most of us take those shits so you are usually around people that you know ( e.g. family or friends) who probably just don't care either. In the end, it's a whole lot worse if I were waiting for my first kid to be born and just before they cut the umbilical cord I had to take that horrible diarrhea shit. I'd rather not have to be in that position.
Have 10,000 spoons or a knife?
I just don't get why this is important in any way but does this question beg the question that I can have not one single spoon ever again? I guess you can do a lot with a spoon but Jesus why would I ever want 10,000? For that reason and that reason alone I am going with the knife because let's face it...it's a conversation starter but that conversation does not end well.
Never be able to watch an episode of "The Office" again (new or rerun) or never be able to see your seventh-best friend again?
I do not find "The Office" all that funny, but I have not given it a fair shot either. I don't feel bad about that at all but it just makes for a pretty lopsided answer when you don't care about one of the parts of these kind of questions. I just find it funny that you would say "seventh best friend" instead of like best friend or even next best friend. I don't even know who my seventh best friend is! I could never rank my friends. My answer to this WYR question is I dislike that show...so bye bye "The Office."
Have to give a dollar to every homeless man you see or give them a hug?
I'm a very nice person and all but I am not going to give any homeless man a hug if I don't have to. I don't see that many homeless people unless I'm downtown so I feel I can sacrifice a dollar here and there. I usually give them change if I'm feeling stalked plus I just love to hear "You got change so a brotha can get a Combo meal."
Never stop crying or never stop having a runny nose?
This one is tough because of the obvious constant crying but that runny nose is one of the most annoying things in the fucking world. I don't think I'd want to be crying all day though because I think eventually you would die of dehydration...but it beats a runny nose that would probably eventually make my nose look like Rudolph's.
Be a 60 year old millionaire with a model wife who cheats on you or a poor 25 year old guy who sleeps with rich married models?
Interesting predicament here. Well, if I'm still getting some from the wife even though she cheats AND I am a millionaire I may think about this but, unfortunately for me, I'm just too stuck in my ways. The models are rich but married and they are willing to sleep with me? Did I mention they were models with an "s" at the end? Yeah, thought so. I just cannot have the cheating wife thing because cheating on me is just one of those unforgivable things in my book and I know you're thinking, so you can kick someone out for cheating on you but you don't mind having someone cheat with you?. I'm giving up rich to be poor but I'm getting laid by many rich, albeit married, models...yeah that I can do. I know this sounds like a desperate cry for me to get some pretty nice snatch and, well, it is.
Be a small town girl living in a lonely world or be a city boy born and raised in South Detroit?
Someone was listening to Journey eh? Who would choose to live in a lonely world? Although...South Detroit? Ah big props to Michigan I gotta represent this state to a degree so the winner of this question is South Detroit. I feel good now because I no longer owe the state of Michigan a shout-out! I can now say all the shitty things I want!
Talk in an angry voice when you're happy or talk in a high pitched voice when you're mad?
Me having a high pitched voice period is just something that is hard to imagine. I tend to have a deep voice so I would probably be laughed at when I would get mad based off of the random freakin' pitch that would accompany it. When I'm angry it's more in the tone I don't have that stern voice really. An angry voice is just a moderate change from my normal voice so I could probably pull that one off a little easier than having the puberty pitch when mad.
Have your foot always be asleep or your hand always be asleep?
Another one of those absolutely annoying things that I really would hate to have either of. I guess if your foot was constantly asleep then you could still walk on it but when you're hand is numb from being "asleep" it may lack some function after so long. I guess you would probably just get used to that tingling feeling either way.
Watch King of the Hill DVD special features or go to sleep?
I've maybe watched 10 episodes of King of the Hill in my lifetime. So there I think I brought out the spirit of this question because let's face it, you knew the answer to 99 out of 100 people's responses when you read the question...unless of course you live in like Texas and masturbate to the show because it is so much like your family.
Post my would you rather or be in my suicide note?
This one is just creepy and I'm not sure why Streeter posted it but I figured I'd give you someone who found an easy way to get himself onto a popular website...and I'm not talking about College Humor!
Be Captain Planet or Aquaman?
Didn't we discuss this a few months ago? No one likes Aquaman! Not even Aquaman likes being Aquaman. Need further proof? Watch Robot Chicken's first ever episode. Also, who wouldn't want to be the spokesman for American freedom and liberty? He reflects that we're a free country and the greatest country on Earth as soon as you look at him. That has got to be an awesome feeling...if he was real of course.
Be constantly bored or constantly restless?
Being restless is very frustrating but being bored can be even more frustrating. I guess being restless isn't as bad because you are at least doing something, even though you don't want to do it for too long before moving onto something else. That at least gets you up and about. Plus, if I was constantly bored my manhood would just fall off from overuse.
A guy named Andy sent in a WYR attempt and received Streeter's "Worst WYR Ever" Award for this masterpiece:
Would you rather never cum or always cum?
Way to go Andy! I think that we may know the problems that strike you in the heat of the moment.
Happy Birthday Trey!
That's right! Happy Birthday to one of the creators of one of the funniest, and controversial shows of all time...South Park! The character of Stan is based upon him on the show. He was born in 1969 in, you guessed it, Colorado.
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