Archive for July, 2009

Seriously.

Wednesday, July 22nd, 2009

On the Surface of the Fucking MOON

I’m not sure what I’d do if my parents visited, but if I had a house – this would get a look in. Video for your viewing and the listening pleasures..

Lasagna

Tuesday, July 7th, 2009

So I have some drafts, and I find them. Here’s one now – Last edited by Luther on 1/9/2008 at 1:34 pm – No idea about that title sorry.

Nina is moving out, I should mention. Or perhaps I shouldn’t. But I am. So Ben and I held round two of Flatmate Idol, and boy were we laid back (slack) about the whole process. The style of the times these days is to spam all your Facebook friends with a “Hi I have an etc” and they hopefully find you someone. Ben and I tried this approach. Well actually I did nothing about it, my thinking was I’d use the Internet in the same way MCS found Nina, but Ben was more of a “I’ll ask my friends” kind of guy. So he did. And they found a girl (Kate) who is a lawyer and works not far from me. So she was lined up to come say hello. Then Nina spammed her FB and got two responses that day. One from a girl who competes in triathlons which sounded a bit too serious for us, and one who was a dude.

Dudes are all well and good. I know I am, and I have friends who are. But Casa Del Smith is more of a “at least one girl type please” kind of flat. So he was discounted out of hand. Although he can apparently cook well, so he was recounted (Diebold style) and put to the bottom of our already short list of three.

So Kate came along and met Ben and I, and found us not completely spazzy. And she seemed normal enough. We didn’t really have any questions beyond “do you smoke?”

These two linky comment thingies were also in the body of the post. I made up some padding to surround them (as opposed to what I normally do…)

Say what you will, and please do, this video has over five million “views” and I want to know why this guy looks and dances like a campish zombie? Is it a zombie Jungle Boy? If so… OK. Also, “Baltimora” super name that.

Baltimora was an Italian New Wave dance outfit active in the mid to late 1980s. Jimmy McShane, from Northern Ireland, was the frontman for the project. The vocals, however, were not produced by McShane, instead they were done by Baltimora’s producer Maurizio Bassi who sang all of the lead vocals.

The Northern Irishman fronted an Italian New Wave Band, but didn’t do the vocals anyway? Riiiight. He sure can (zombie) dance though. (Assuming that that is the front man, and not the vocalist.)

I’m not sure if P. Diddy was speaking on my behalf, or purely for his own benefit, but this goes for me too

…shout out to all my Saudi Arabian brothers and sisters and all my brothers and sisters from all the countries that have oil: if you could all please send me some oil for my jet, I would truly appreciate it.

I would also truly appreciate a jet. or many jets, to necessitate an aircraft hanger. carrier.

You Call This a Blog? Part One

Wednesday, July 1st, 2009

This trailer for the new SW game (an MMO, yo) reminds us of just why we hate George so much sometimes. His universe is so cool. His characters and races and his, his… everything is so cool. His details and his script writing are so not cool. Well actually this trailer doesn’t do this last bit, it just does the AWESOME. Star Wars is AWESOME. LOOK AT IT. But then you remember Star Wars: Galaxies, and you remember how hard MMOs really are to do well, and THE FEAR. (also, the HORROR)

Ashton Kutcher on the other hand? Damn you Van Halen. Which (for some reason) reminds me.

Choke was not what I was expecting. I don’t know if I can say what exactly I was expecting, but Choke went a pretty strange way. I just rewatched the trailer, and yup, the quote “A dirty-minded-satirical -psychotic comedy” is accurate, but the I feel somewhat misled by the trailer. (This thread is useless without having someone else who has seen it). It was still pretty cool, just different – Can’t wait for more Sam Rockwell (MOON), but he should not, repeat NOT be confused with Sam Worthington (so hot right now (I assume)).

The creators of 2012 have upped the world destroying, buildings falling – planes flying between them, Tibetan monks being swept away by tidal waves ante. In 2012 they’ll obliterate the White House with a God damn AIRCRAFT CARRIER. Allegedly.

John Cusack will be there, so I went to check if Joan would be too, she doesn’t look to be. But Amanda Peet is back (whores DO get second chances as it happens), and anyway Joan is busy with Mars Needs Moms!

I wonder what percentage of my audience have any idea what I was talking about with Joan Cusack let alone whores getting second chances? Hmmm?

Dan sent me this friendly reminder note, and I’m debating my safe word… Peachy-keen really seems like it’s two words. Hyphens might get the better of me.

To add to the pop culture references in this rambling, incoherent excuse for a blog, which at no time was even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought, I would like to add “Ha ha, dangly parts” to the last paragraph.

And may God have mercy on our souls.