don't make him angry......you won't like him, when he's angry...

i really enjoy the weekends.

for instance, this weekend, meant i got paid. my raise went through and it's a nice little chunk of change more, and i finally began to make a dent in the debt's i owe. a little more to go and i'll be caught up.

got groceries, including real bagels, and not those lenders pieces of shit, with cream cheese, got my comics, and all that's left is a new shower curtain, and a haircut.

shanna checked out, "superman returns," on xbox 360 for me, and i gotta say, despite having a bad demo i played a while back, the game itself, is really rather good. like, i've been playing it all morning kinda good.

also on xbox live, they're offering the first austin powers film for free as a download, so i'm gonna go back a few years and see that film again... i think the last time i watched it was when it first came into theaters, so maybe it'll rekindle some laughs.

the new potter film was all shades of fucking excellent. i know a lot of people who want to trash on the harry potter franchise, and believe me, when they first got big, i was there with you trashing along, but then... i read the book and watched the movie, and they're both pretty damn good as far as a story goes.

the new film was gloriously dark, and took the place of my favorite film in the series, knocking out, "goblet of fire," for first place. david yates did a great job at the helm of this tale, and so did this little sexpot...



still... i wanted neville to just flat out gut the bitch, but, whatever.

two other things i need to mention. two things that i desperatley wanted to hate but somehow don't.



if you take away michael bay, and the whole concept that what you're watching what is "supposed," to be a movie based on the transformers, it's not a bad action film.

if you a hardcore fan, i can see you hating it, but fanbase aside, it's a visual splendor.

i was never a big fan of transformers growing up so i had no desire to see the flick, but found it had gotten pirated online, and checked it out and to my astonishment, was overall impressed, although incredibly irritated with the hokeyness of the acting and quips. but, what can you do. i still hate michael bay.

the second...



i wanted so much to hate this album based on the past two solo efforts of corgan alone, "zwan," and his solo effort, "the future embrace," and the fact that he was calling this new incarnation of him and chamberlin, "the smashing pumpkins," when he's missing two other core members.

i went into listening this album with the idea i was gonna detest and loathe it. and honestly, that's not the case. not by a long shot.

it's not, "gish," "siamese dream," "melon collie and the infinite sadness," "pisces acariot," or, "adore," which i personally love all very dearly, but it stands it's ground as a good rock album.

it seems half personally written, and half politically driven. who knows... but it is worth an honest listen... i never thought i'd say that about another billy corgan record... proven wrong once again.

have i said how much i really love the real bagels you get at a bagel store? possibly the best thing next to sliced bread... toast it up, slather on some cream cheese and i'm in fatty heaven...

the water line is rising.

i want to get another job. i want to do something more meaningful.

i was thinking about how i've bit my tongue on my thoughts towards a select group of people i know, all of this is past tense mind you, and how today it was going to be my intention to basically air all my laundry, all my opinions, and just vent about these people that i loathe with every fiber of my being... but then i thought some more... what good would it do? it wouldn't matter. they're fucking losers and assholes, and rightful cunts in their own respect, and i'm better in the long run for not having them in my life, so fuck it. and fuck them.

i thought about how truly content i am, being single, and how in the past i've told myself over and over after one relationship would end, "don't get into another one. you're not good at them, and you eventually get the longing to be alone, so don't get into one..."

i think about that and how i think this time around, from here on out, i think i can finally make peace with that thought, and enforce it.

when i was younger, sex was a big thing for me, but honestly, as much as i use it as a platform for discussion and strictly humor based purposes... i'm okay with not having sex for a long time. if ever. and i really mean that. i might get an urge on day, but i can deal. i don't even have the urge to jack off. go figure.

this week is payweek on friday. bills, check. groceries, check. comicbooks, check. gas, check.

this weekend, go see two movies, yes, the new harry potter, and, "captivity." take a vicodin and read comicbooks.

i've been playing the, "family guy," game on my playstation 2 since i beat, "bully." it's very repetitive, but i've found lately that no matter how a game is generally, i find that i'm forcing myself to play through them.

two new albums you should get and listen to endlessly...

arcade fire : neon bible and, sage francis : human the death dance.





these fucking mosquitoes can go away as well.

as a bonus to everything, here's a video of comedian bill burr, in what has been described by patton oswalt as the comedian's dream of giving it back to hecklers and booers, going off on a crowd in philly during his opie and anthony tour... it's amazingly funny to me when he says, "go and worship your fucking statue of rocky... a fucking fictional movie character... yeah, joe frazier's from here, but you can't deal with the fact he's black, so you worship a fictional italian movie character... fuck you all!"

soma light blue eyes. when will it all end?

today, saturday the 7th of july, '07, subpop gave me a treat three days early. they sent me this...



yep. patton oswalt's new album.

i had already gotten an advance copy and fell in love with it immediately, but people i support heavily such as patton, i buy their work. and this one, aside from being a great stand-up set, also included a dvd with the 40 watt show i attended last october in athens, georgia. sadly they edited some of the stuff out that i would have enjoyed seeing again, specifically, where he does an impersonation of how much dane cook is a douche bag. but... they did keep in the guy getting peed on by another guy in the audience which i had forgotten about until i watched the dvd... that was one of the best shows i've ever been to... i love athens.

i've been reading a lot lately. amazon and ebay have been my friends as far as getting the reading material i've been consumed by. more than anything, a good collective of garth ennis' work.

when you're a comicbook fan like myself, you tend to find those creators out there, beit artists or writers, that you attach yourself to, and stick with religiously. for me, it's always been:

-sam kieth. [i have a separate box devoted strictly to his work.]
-brad meltzer.
-stephen seagle.
and the topic of conversation... garth ennis.

i've more or less been on a goal kick for a long time, trying to maintain everything he's ever done, which has proved a challenge, but one i'm taking in baby steps.

if you haven't read, "preacher," you need to stop reading this and go out and collect the 9 book tpb series.

i have many trades lying on my bookshelf. some i've read many times, some i haven't read at all... the following is one of those books... it sat for many years collecting dust with me not knowing who wrote it, or who drew it... i bought it for a buck on a bargain bin shelf based on the characters, title, and cover alone...



recently, since i've been on an ennis kick, i've been researching his bibliography only to find out, that the above book, was one from his catalog.

needless to say, i dusted it off and read it within ten minutes. it's a short written story, and i'm amazed i let myself go this long without reading the fucking thing.

it centers around a group of people who've been disfigured or affected by the intervening of superheroes surrounding their world over the years, and they end up hiring frank castle to basically, over the course of six years, kill every hero in the marvel universe. it's a really good read if you can track it down.

on top of reading lately, i've been consumed by a rather incredible stand-up album...



david cross, next to patton oswalt, is a genius.

i've had this album, along with his other sub pop release, "shut up, you fucking baby," for many moons, and only recently, began to re-listen to them both.

you really should do yourself a favor if you hate republicans, organized religion, and raw comedy, and pick this and his other album up.

i'm starting to sound like an infomercial more and more everyday.

the final topic of discussion for today, is a video i wanted all of you to watch in it's entirety.

back in the 90's, same time as, "kids in the hall," was on, another show popped up in the vein of KITH... it was called, "the vacant lot."

the show features four members in the troupe who at one point in time where background players on KITH. in fact, mark mckinney's younger brother, nick, is a main member of vacant lot.

now i had enjoyed this show just as much as i had KITH, however, most people didn't get it, and it eventually failed after a few episodes, which i have never been able to track down... that is until the wonders of youtube.

i have posted for you, one of the funniest sketches from the show, and one of the funniest sketches i've ever seen... period. it made me gasp for breath last night as i rekindled myself with the show, and my roommates can back that up...

so... i present to you with pride and joy, the vacant lot's, "blinded by the light."

new format.

as you can see, i've spent the past three hours blanded on vicodin, listening to smashing pumpkins', "siamese dreams," and re-vamping the entire site.

some of the new blogger features i downloaded were tricky to figure out, but in the end, through patience and diet coke, i got it done...

later today, possibly tomorrow at the latest, i will have a bigger update of things, including an album you must listen to, as well as my thoughts on the amazing writing talents of garth ennis. stay tuned.

the fourth.

fourth of july. the day we celebrate our independence. the day we stole the country from the native american, and the country we so desperately try to keep keep safe from illegal immigrants.

a day we gorge ourselves in hotdogs and burgers, and other fattening foods to prove we are the nation of gluttons.

a day were we celebrate our independence by lighting off fireworks manufactured in china.

i was gonna give you all a treat today and post the video of bruce mcculloch reading his hysterically funny bit on america from the canadian perspective, but i couldn't find the video, so instead, i uploaded the bit from his first album, and posted it below. give it a few seconds to load and you can either stream it, or download it. it's one of the funniest, and intelligant bits i've ever heard.

bruce mcculloch - that's america.

goodbye alamo drafthouse... godspeed.

take your wings outside.

there's nothing quite like driving under dim skies with rain pouring down on your car, as the numb feeling of vicodin takes a hold of you, and guns n' roses, "november rain," plays in the background...

"live free or die hard," was an outstanding film. it was a nice addition to the series, and made me think how i could watch a new john mclain film every year for the rest of my life.

goodburger/taco ardiente, right next to lookers on fowler street, has the best, thee BEST, hard shell taco and cheeseburger i've ever eaten. period.

evening with kevin smith 2 for fourteen bucks. bamf!

i'll probably be drunk this evening. really drunk...

i need to get my pole polished.

my hand is throbbin.

oh yeah... THE DARKNESS ON 360 IS THE NEW GEARS OF WARS... meaning it's fucking good and has my attention held 24/7. get the game and indulge in a top cow comic game... you'll think, "why don't they just make comicbook games like this and not comicbook movies like, "spiderman 3?" it's such a good fucking game. the same people who made, "chronicles of riddick: escape from butcher bay," made this... it's worth it.

another game i had forgotten but loved...



i beat, "bully," and decided to go through old games i hadn't played in a while, and i picked up, "killzone," with a fondness in mind, dusted it off, and restarted the game from the scratch...

i really do love this game dearly... too many people expected halo on playstation when this came out, but you can't look at it that way... you have to look at it for what it is... it... is it's own game, not halo. and truthfully... i like, "killzone," more than i like halo... and i fucking really like halo, so... yeah.

oh yeah, when i die, let it be known, at my memorial, i want lynard skynard's, "simple man," to play on repeat.

garth ennis and the technicolor comicbooks.

i must be out of my fucking mind... i just bid a total of over sixty bucks on two, very rare, and very long out of print graphic novels. both are the first two books that garth ennis ever did... in comics in general. these date back to '89, and haven't been in print since then... it'll be so worth it... fucking ennis rules.

good job jack thompson!, you fuckstick!

so, chris was right, and i didn't want to believe him... manhunt 2 is on hiatus until take two can figure out what their options are... fuck. i was really looking forward to that game.

did some running around today. bought some groceries and the reno 911 movie. a bit disappointed in the lack of special features... although the 20 minute jeff spoder house scene was funny.

i went to target and realized that i want to see every female that works there, naked. and possibly put fingers into orifices... hmmm...

on the comicbook front, i got my usual pull stuff... JLA, JSA, Powers, etc... and picked up the tpb for volume one of, "Justice," the alex ross painted JLA mini-series, and the tpb for garth ennis', "The Boys." really good stuff if you like to see superheroes die violently to keep the status quo in check.

a band i've been listening to a lot lately that you should listen to as well...



caspian is amazing... all of their stuff is good. you should also listen to:

-this will destroy you : young mountain.
-saxon shore : four months of darkness.

i saw the new coffee table book HBO put out to coincide with the finale of, "the sopranos," at BJ's, and if not for the delux hardcover edition coming out in october with added stuff... i would have bought it.

i also bought the 21st anniversary golden edition of, "the toxic avenger,"

i'd love to write more boring shit about my life, but i have some comics i wrote that i need to draw out while listening to the background ambience of patton oswalt...

p.s... aintitcool.com has a pick of harrison in indy gear on the set of the new film... bamp!

"i would rather learn brain surgery than start stand-up again." - dane cook.

i'd rather dane cook learn brain surgery as well, then he wouldn't annoy the fuck out of me with his fratboy douchebaggedness... here's a newsflash for some, i fucking hate dane cook.

true, at one point, i did find some of his... bits?, humorous, more specific, the stuff off of disc two of, "retalitation." but, aside from that, the guy is an asshole that people bow to for some reason as being really funny. he ripped off most of his material from louis ck and other GREAT comedians... fucking hate that guy. movie star shithead.

"1408." very impressive flick. i dug it quite a bit.

veruca salt's ep, "lords of sounds and lesser things," is a good chunk of music.

"jimmie's chicken shack," is playing next thursday here in town. i'll be in attendance.

"i thought i was looking at my mother's old douchebag, but that's back in ohio." -booger.

got the, "revenge of the nerds," boxset for five bucks. all four movies, the first with bonus stuff, with a great feature looking back on the film with most of the original cast, deleted scenes, and the fabled, horrendous, "revenge of the nerds," television pilot.

the film, after some time, still stands tall as a good comedy.

things to ponder.

before i begin, i never said my peace on the finale of, "the sopranos."

i was, like many others, incredibly unhappy with how david chase chose to complete a show i invested not only my time in, but myself as well.

now that some time has passed, i can see the logic behind his decisions, but still upset with the basic, "fuck you," he knowingly left us with.

i have been dealing with some insufferable back pains for two days now, that i'm treating with massive handfuls of motrin.

took puddin' to the vet yesterday, and she's doing really good which makes me very happy, and she got to hang out with all kinds of other cool dogs that made her go apeshit... like, "HEY DOUG! THERE'S ANOTHER DOG! HEY DOUG!? DO YOU SEE? HUH, DOUG, DO YOU SEE THAT OTHER DOG!? HEY DOG! HEY, YEAH YOU!... FUCK YOU! LET ME SNIFF YOUR ASS!"

went and saw, "fantastic four: rise of the silver surfer."

honestly, i wanted to say from the first fifteen minutes that this film was gonna be bad, but it was pretty amazing. the surfer was pretty awesome with laurence fishburne as his voice.

overall, aside from the glamoring of the team itself, the story was pretty strong. i didn't, however, care for how tim story did galactus.

after that, i went home and watched the special edition of, "fletch," ate a salami cibata sandwhich with red wine vinager, mayo, and mozzarella i made, took a nap, read my new comics, and then, went out and saw, "ratatouille," with mikey and colby. it was funny, like i expected it would be, and then got a pizza from stevie tomatos and hung out with my dog.

a game that currently holds my undivided attention which should be given a chance, should you have a ps2...



i killed the cd player in my carthree days ago, more reason to get an ipod with a wireless fm tuner, and thus used the tape player to listen to an album i had long forgotten was amazing...

sessions.

the neurologist says... i've got carpel tunnel... steroids to follow.

the depressions is flexing itself in and out of my life. some days i'm good, others, well... you get the idea.

the new alkaline trio single, "fire down below," is phenominal. i look forward to a new album.

"pan's labryinth," is a brilliant film. if you haven't seen it, you need to. stephen king called it the best film of '06... and it's a close fit between, "rocky balboa," and, "lady in the water."

"hostel part 2," was better than the first, by leaps and bounds, and i really loved the first one. good stuff.

i still like, "american pie 2."

i want to be in a relationship again, but i think right now, i'm too fucked up with head issues to even try, so i'm gonna seek out relationships in friendship form.

i'm gonna go back to reading comics.

"but i know the right thing to do... is leave you alone..."

i feel like i'm falling apart at the seams... and then i find that my therapist has a better grasp of my life than i do...

the new white stripes... is their best work to date. period. "a martyr for my love for you," is my favorite track. easily.

"the people under the stairs," is my favorite wes craven movie.

i've got new frames coming next week. new glasses are always interesting.

i'm tired of clinging to hope.

goodnight.

in the absence of perfection.

i don't seem to have the energy, will, or passion to do much of anything anymore, least of all, keep up writing in this blog.

so, rather than promise updates coming soon, i'll say this... i'll write blogs when i feel like it.

last night, i felt emotionally and physically strained. upon mike's urging, i talked to vince, and explained everything to him. how i was feeling, and why i had hesitations about talking to him.

the one thing i love about vince, is his understanding and goodwill attitude.

he's allowing me to work one day a week, and be on call in case of an emergency, rather than work nonstop and kill myself health wise.

i tried to do it, and thought i could make it work, and four years ago, i could have, but now... not so much.

my life is pretty dull right now. work, comics, sleep, repeat.

i got this really sweet, 36 by something sized poster of michael turner's roster of the justice league of america. that made me happy, as well as the 14 disc, ultimate superman set i got.

a new album you all need to get when released, because it's so good...



the reason why season six of smallville is fucking amazing...



one more episode left of the sopranos... this past sunday's... wow... a whole lot of good men... dead... just wow.

you're my oxygen. i don't want to breathe without you.

the long overhaul, overdue?, update for may '07.

i started working a week and a half ago at the theater again. second job. it's okay. better than the grey era, but different. it will never be how it was when i was eighteen, but that's life i guess.

the new era of employees are a new experience for me. to see the new people come in, is like a revised, "save by the bell," show... it's kinda cool. doug, tyler, santos, justin... they're A-OKAY.

i'm tired and blank most of the time. when i'm irritated with something these days, i'm usually too tired to give a shit to bother arguing, so i let it go.

i have today off so that's a bonus in my bank.

i begin therapy thursday. hopefully get to the bottom of depression. we'll see.

i've been listening to a few albums in a consistent rotation lately. they are:

new found glory - coming home.
tv on the radio - return to cookie mountain.
flickerstick - live from atlanta.
mc chris - dungeon master of ceremonies.
a perfect circle - mer de noms.
flyleaf - flyleaf.
the departed - soundtrack.
porno for pyros - good god's urge.
mogwai - happy songs for happy people.
gnarls barkley - st. elsewhere.

don't ask my why, but i listen to each album at least once during the day.

the new die hard trailer has kevin smith at the tail end of it with his cameo, and it makes me smirk. while the new halloween trailer via rob zombie's genius gives me a boner.

i had to go get my MRI done at the lehigh radiology center that doubled with the OBGYN of lehigh.

so when the receptionist asked me if i was there for an MRI with a room full of women looking at me, i said, "nope. i'm here to see my OBGYN to see if i'm pregnant..."

and that's my life. boring, funny, tiring, depressing, and sometimes blissfull while others are miserable. i have no strength to give a shit anymore. i just go through the motions.

"oh comely, i will be with you when you lose your breath... chasing the only meaningful memory you thought you had left."

i have slummed into this depressive funk today. i'm sunburnt, and worn out, and i begin working a second job as a projectionist, friday night.

i've been listening to a lot of, "neutral milk hotel," lately... truly one of my all time favorite bands. and another reason i cannot wait to get my ipod. i can max out that 80 gig drive with so much music, and when i get the wireless adapter, i can bring NMH to work with me in the work truck via a station...

halo 3 beta does not work with crackdown. i'm pretty upset about that, but not enough to open any veins.

i want to miss someone, but i'm not sure it would really be warranted. i always do this. like i'm trying so hard to be into something that i just don't have any place being to begin with.

i don't know how much i will write anymore. the vicodin has run dry.

three forty-five in the morning.

i had this strange dream that i don't really remember... i also have that nasty, scummy feeling inside my mouth. the kind where i know i need to brush asap.

saw a recent picture of an ex, and it's weird, because she looks pretty on the aspect of a new hairstyle, but the past two years look like they've taken a toll on the rest of her. not weight wise, just... stress has done a number on her... and it's always nice to see a picture of her sister wearing a shirt i gave her. ah well... who cares anyway? time goes along with situations. maybe i'll listen to, "darkest days," by stabbing westward and drink blood... kidding... only kidding.

i pretty happy that the past two realtionships i've had turned out the way they did. i think back on it now, and i can't honestly see myself being in either with a real grain of reality staring back at me from them. they were experiences and i learned from them. i really hope the next one i'm in is with a somewhat sane individual. although i have my hang-ups too so i should take some blame.

this weekend is like all my other weekends. i've stayed in, well, i'm broke so i can't go anywhere anyways, though i want to see, "28 weeks later," and bob and heather have officially become roommates once again.

we watched this film, "catch and release," with jennifer garner, and kevin smith.

kevin smith plays a character that is basically me without the amount of booze consumption, but the story is lackluster love stuff.

i want to own the first two pirates movies...

bob got my rabbit ears a working, so aside from sopranos, all my other shows: 24, heroes, lost, the office, will be watched on my big tv on their regularly scheduled air dates.

my back really aches right now.

HALO lashes.

i was beside myself when i arrived home tonight to find my cable internet was down. i cried and yelled.

now it's up again.

i have an eyelash in my eye that's driving me insane.

in the time the net was down, i picked up, "HALO," and began playing it from the beginning all over again... i truly love this game.

spidey sense tingling...

i was off from work today. i left early yesterday... normally, i wouldn't be so brash to take off, but i felt sick yesterday, mainly a stomach, backdoor number two kinda thing, that carried over to today, and, i also had a doctor's visit today to see if i have carpel tunnel syndrom. the jury's still out on it. waiting for the results... but i will say this. getting electro-shocked for ten minutes is not as much fun as one might assume. it actually sucks.

i should know by friday or saturday if i will be a projectionist again. although, i feel oddly confident that i'll get the job. i hope i do. i'll be working close to eighty hours a week, but, the money, added onto the fun i had working at the theater... kinda fits. and plus, i have a lot of debt to pay off.

i'd be lying if i said i wasn't looking forward to, "spiderman 3," but truthfully, i'm looking more forward to playing the new 360 game. i kinda want to play part 2 on xbox again. give it another go. i remember loathing it, but we'll see.

i don't think there will be a spiderman movie in my lifetime that will truly give me what it is i want... to see the vulture brought to life on the big screen.

vulture is easily my favorite, and more underrated spidey villan. i would also like to see mysterio brought to life, but i feel both these villans, much as i love them, would never translate over in hollywood's eyes, because they're more unknowns to common moviegoers, whereas green goblin and doc ock are like what the joker and penguin are to batman... although... they did use ra's al ghul as a main baddy in the reinventing of batman... hmmm...

i love sandman as a villan, i do, and venom is, okay at best, but is it necessary to cram in three villans, osbourne is not forgotten, into a two and a half hour movie? that's what i though originally ruined the batman franchise back in the 90's... one at a time... if you make a quality story driven film, people will clammer for a follow-up... concentrate on one background of a villan, not three... i have a feeling i won't like this spidey as much as the first two.

i'm pretty drained. not tired drained, but i guess, just bored with things. life needs to get exciting... i want to lose weight and fight crime.

and now, in spirit of spidey week, two of my favorite, spiderman themed penny arcade comics...

last things last.

i let the vicodin take me over, and i feel the pain in my knee and hand removed... as i type this, i am listening to, "the sea and the bells," by the rachel's... music has never sounded so beautiful to me...

the new season of sopranos started of weak being the last season, but last night's episode was pure gold. i like the prospect of opening three different avenues for tony to get his due.

only four more episodes of, "24," left in the season... on the brink of war... can jack stop it? who knows...

bought a suit for the theater. chances are, and i hate getting ahead of myself, but chances are 99.9 percent that i'll be hired by next week. by my own guess. i got good references and my background check should be fine. no worries there.

i think i'll go and lay down in my bed, and just listen to music and think about a beautiful girl that i miss terribly.

tired with a twenty percent chance of a migrane.

i sit in my house, irritated that by letting my dog onto the bed with me, i blatantly invited dog urine to coat my bedsheets, leaving me to wash them... i've never yelled at a dog so much in my life.

weekends come and go so fast, it's ridiculous. if i get the projectionist job, which i think i will by the end of next week, background check which will come out fine i'm sure, then i won't even think about weekends, because i'll be working them. except for sundays. my one day off.

i went to church with mike and colby today. it was nice. i've been going on a semi-regular basis anyway, and it's nice to go with people i know.

donko came over and hung out with bob, heather, and me. fun was had by all.

i made my hormel chili dip, which, as it turns out, was succesful and there's nothing left as proof.

"patent pending," by heavens, is one of my favorite albums. period. i just framed the poster for it's past release, and is now hanging in the livingroom.

season two of, "twin peaks," is almost finished for me, and even though it's nowhere near as good as the first season, seeing david lynch as FBI regional bureau chief, gordon cole, makes it all the worth while...

werewolves and lollipops.

patton oswalt's new album, is so funny, it's impossible to describe. it's a breath of fresh air to hear a new album come from my hero of comedy, and i look forward to buying it in it's full package in july with the dvd and whatnot... for now, i need to listen to the promo copy i got some more... best line that made me lose my breath for a good five minutes?...

"hey dad, i threw your blade runner gun up on the roof... faggot..."

it's been a medicated day. i've virtually been medicated for no real reason...

i had some really good chili that this lady i work with, who thinks of me as her son, made me.

she knows i'm financially struggling so she's been making me big quantities of food to take home... this weekend, a massive bin of chili. and it's yummy.


gave the dog a bath, cleaned out my turtle, ville's tank... that's it... i'm gonna listen to some more patton and laugh.

funniest movie of the year.

it's true... i loved, "shaun of the dead." this... this is a far funnier film. cheers to edgar wright and simon pegg... nick frost too...

in other news, i'm thinking about eventually getting an 80 gig ipod. not just for the trip to europe next year, but it's comforting to think i could just lump every song or cd i have into a single little box...

it should be said about robot chicken...

robot chicken is one of my favorite shows airing on adult swim. it just is.



i'm still waiting for season two to come out on dvd, but in the mean time, i found out, that not only did george lucas himself broker half the deal, but he's also gonna star in a half hour special seth green wrote with his partner, of a robot chicken star wars spoof...

find out how it came together here.

worth a thousand words.

that image makes me giggle... because JAWS is one of my all time favorite films, and i really enjoyed black snake moan...

onto the task at hand now...



crackdown. yep. crackdown. crack down on them criminals...

initially i didn't want this game. because the demo sucked. the graphics sucked, and i just didn't want to have anything to do with it. even if they were to thrown in a halo 3 beta. to hell with them...

and then... a copy of it was given to me from a friend, to utilize on may 16th for halo 3... sweet...

somehow, i found myself putting the game in, and actually playing it... and you know what, i liked it, NAY... fell in love with it.

aside from it's completely simple structure, it makes random killing of bad guys a whole lot of fun... and what's more, imagine the excitement i got when xbox live sent me a message saying someone online wanted to join me in my pursuit of justice... a co-op player, joined in my ongoing game to help me out. a partner...

and it was then when i heard the awful banter of george clooney and that kid who played robin in the last bad batman movie...

"not just a friend... but a partner..."

the game proved itself to me to the point where when i got up in the morning before work, i played it. when i came home from work, i played it. it's addictive.

and now... i beat it... and the ending... a complete and utter let down... let's hope the sequel, woops, doesn't fail us...

...BUY IT.

not extensive at all...

nothing major to report.

in lue of being broke, i'm selling nate my guitar hero 2 set for 360. i beat it, i'm bored with it. wah-wah...

check out how much silent hill: origins on psp has changed graphically since it's inception... wow... click image for 1up's full rundown... a psp game to get excited for...

aside from the norm.

missing kate terribly. as well as mikey and colby.

found out some good news concerning a film position.

aside from only having a few ruski henchmen to dissolve in, "crackdown," like three maybe, i got the game beat.

the new sopranos was good last night. i think i've figured out what tony's fate will be.

i just got the leaked episode of the new, "heroes."

and, for the first time ever, if he makes it to the primarys, i'm voting republican this next presidential election... Mr. Rudolph William Louis Giuliani III... i want him as my president. period.

the day of pork and twin peaks...

UPDATE AS OF 9:01 PM EASTERN TIME.

i didn't really watch twin peaks all that much today... i made the ham, hung out with bob and heather for a few hours, and spent three to five hours playing, "crackdown," with xPLx Slate, in co-op mode, mowing down all three main bosses, and just having a blast... that game is like crack handjobs... like crack, but the pleasure of a good fist rub...

-END UPDATE-

a day to remember i'm sure... for this is the day of ham and the twin peaks marathon...

i am making a giant spiral cut, honey ham, along with white, sweet corn on the cob publix had on sale, six for two bucks... the ham has been in my freezer for two months... i'm broke for a while, so i will survive off of this salty pork for the next week or two... and the corn will last a day or so... i love corn on the cob...

i plan on utilizing today to get through as much of twin peaks season two as possible... i just re-watched my first season boxset, and already, can say in my opinion, that the first season was better, but overall, the show as a whole is better than i remember it when i was younger...

the pilot of, "kids in the hall," which hasn't been seen in it's entirety since the 80's on hbo, is coming to dvd in june... all i need is that, and season five, and i'm caught up on my, "kids in the hall," geekdom...

i went to see...

last night... and honestly... it was really good.

it is a modernized version of the james stewart classic, "rear window," and later re-make with christopher reeves in the title role made for tv...

but what differes this aside from current locale settings, it's much more intense and graphic...

even the stupid humor evens out the film with the equality the thrills present...

my only complaint was lack of reasoning for why the killer was a killer, because, damn... there was a lot of corpses in his crawlspace... and, a day after everything, a happy ending is brought on without second thought of the brutality of what just happened a day before...

but as a whole... good way to kill two hours...

something from my childhood comes out this week on dvd...

"the infallible blade of injustice will be engraved..."

there's nothing like the feeling of feeling weak willed by how broke you are...

hal hartley made a follow-up to his amazing film, "henry fool," and the original cast is back in fay grim.

claudio and co. made a video for one of my favorite songs off his, "prize fighter inferno," album, "my brother's blood machine." the video for, "who watches the watchmen," is below...

Who Watches The Watchmen?

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for some reason, i really want to see, "disturbia."

my big toe hurts cause i cut it...

i'm tired today.

i got a citation from the lee county code enforcement for having, "horticultural waste," in my backyard... what does that mean?

it means, the tree limbs i cut down, that i've been taking out in limited loads for the city to pick up, were too painful to look at for one of my moron neighbors, who anonymously called in the complaint...

so... i clean up the branches, and then... go around my neighborhood completely, and find things that are eyesores to me, and call them in... everyone's going down with me...

it's bad enough i'm embarrased by this, but the fact that the branches are in my backyard, out of visual sight, confirmed by the enforcement agent himself, on my property... it's stunning... stunning that i pay out the backside in taxes and mortgage installments, now, i can't have my own backyard however i choose to leave it... granted, i didn't want the branches there, but even if i did, it is MY yard...

neighbors, old people especially, are the worst... someone needs to take me out of commission when i turn fifty.

i still miss kate.

and crackdown is so good... and, xbox live... 3D mini-golf is FUN!

"how can a rooftop view in london, look just the same as one in brooklyn?"

day 3 of the abscence of her. that english woman who turned my world upside right in under two days...

yesterday, i traveled to ten different 7-11's and sought after the three, spiderman 3 hologram cups, finding them all, and enjoying the wild cherry slurpee treat, just so i could think of something else other than her... it worked for an hour and after the brainfreezes, i went back to thinking about her... i hope her flight was okay... almost ninteen hours long...

today, to keep my mind in check, i bought big mac's, since it was buy one, get one for a penny for tax day... that didn't work... she's still on my mind and my belt needs loosening.

i hurt my shoulder somehow at work, so... that sucked.

i actually find myself enjoying, "crackdown," as opposed to the awful demo i experienced some months prior to playing the actual game...

the two new halo 2 maps that were released today, were almost damn near impossible to get because somehow, bungie had a bug in the files, and after persistence, of an hour, i got the maps downloaded, but because of the bug, xbox was telling customers to try downloading tomorrow, as bungie would be offline tonight fixing the problem, so, now that i have the maps, no one else seems to, and i can't play them unless i choose to wander around like a giddy little moron in his own private universe, shooting at things that aren't there and quietly pooping my pants... just kidding about the pooping...

i really am trying to not curse anymore. some might find this to be a fruitless effort, but i want to try and be a better person. and i think i can do it. i curb myself around important people at work and at church, so i think i should be able to do it in my personal life. although i let the f-bomb slip close to twenty times today, each time i caught myself too late, following it up with a, "DAMMIT! sorry..."

and since my shoulder is sore, i popped a pain go bu-bye pill, and will begin reading the new issue of game informer with the huge grand theft auto IV cover story article... woot!

werewolves and lollipops.

patton oswalt's new album, "werewolves and lollipops," will be released by, you heard it correctly, subpop records, on july 10 of '07. sweetness.

aqua teen movie was okay but not great.

new sopranos was better than the last by leaps and bounds... i don't know if i like the disarming christopher angle, but i still enjoy it.

ghost rider on ps2 looks good, and plays fine, but is repetitive and a rehashing of, "god of war."

halo 2 has two new maps tomorrow on live...

the girl i met this weekend is in the air right now, on her way back to england... i spent the day inbetween work, driving to 7-11's, collecting the spiderman 3 hologram cup sets to try and keep from thinking about how much i already miss her, and only after two days of knowing her... life seems to make sense when you stare down the plastic burrows of a wild cherry slurpee. i'm going to england next year. that much is for certain.

my heart reads... sorrow.

the tagline for, "before sunrise," is...

"can the greatest romance of your life only last one night?"

i feel numb and lost. and bummed... this weekend was amazing, and now... life is back to life...

"so we meet again, and i offer my hand, of dry, and english woe..."

in my memory, i cannot find a place in my life where i have been as happy as i am now... i feel utter gratitude for mike and colby in my life, and god for second chances... this has been the greatest day and night of my life. period.

Just one look into your eyes
One look and I'm crying
'Cause you're so beautiful

Just one kiss and I'm alive
One kiss and I'm ready to die
'Cause you're so beautiful

Just one touch and I'm on fire
One touch and I'm crying
'Cause you're so beautiful

Just one smile and I'm wild
One smile and I'm ready to die
'Cause you're so beautiful

Oh and you're so beautiful
My darling
Oh you're so beautiful
You're so beautiful
Oh my baby
You're so beautiful
And you're so beautiful
Oh my darling
Oh my baby
And you're so beautiful

-beautiful [H.I.M.]

how's this for a kick in the ol' silver spheres...

i can't find the picture of angus scrimm [tall man from phantasm,] and me from the '99 fangoria weekend of horror convention anywhere in my old back-ups, yet, i did find the pic of him and my younger brother, paul. paul was 14 at the time. how's that for some shit...

heating up.

caught up on 24. check.

the new sopranos episode left me feeling salty. the next eight better be tremendously good or i will be a fucking mess.

aqua teen hunger force this friday. also this friday, the wedding.

i'm tired and for some reason, my house is ice cold... the temp says it's in the mid-seventies, but i've got warm socks on as well as sweat pants... i'm seriously feeling like mr. freeze...

jim beam and the new blog eras.

i almost didn't get to make this post... blogger i guess is affiliated with google now, and i had to go through the arduous process of creating a google acount, yada yada yada...

i finally killed the bottle of jim beam that was adorning my desk for some time now... it's odd how it tastes smooth inside my mouth, almost rich and soothing, and as i swallow, it's as if i drank firey gasoline... and the aftertaste is almost that of ashes...

i'm listening to the cure, and awaiting the download of the newest sopranos episode that has leak, ontop of the last four episodes of 24... no life.

i am making a run today though. going to spirits and wine... i need a bottle of spumante, and a bottle of either crown royal or captain morgan... maybe some kahluah... i forgot how good alcohol made me feel...

also, i re-began watching season one of twin peaks to catch up with the new season two dvd set... i forgot how truly great the show is... easily my all time favorite show. no question.

grinding in the house...

i was just on...


with jon and lee...

i like the concept of a live call-in talkshow podcast, via lanlines and computers... tomorrow, the episode should be up for download. listen to me briefly in the beginning, and the end, with refrences to my text chat shenanigans sprinkled inbetween... not the focus of the show by any means, but fun none the less. i miss jon living here in spite of his lazy lifestyle... dammit... i miss him.

"grindhouse," the movie i've been waiting for, for some time now, comes out tomorrow. now, i'm tempted to go tomorrow, and then again on saturday with mikey.

true, i normally hate seeing a movie in the theater twice, but i have a feeling, "grindhouse," will be just too good not to want to see twice...

last night's south park and lost...

first, south park... this season of south park is bar none the funniest to come around since season eight. the whole concept of spoofing the da vinci code, with krull... priceless...

LOST... i'm starting to hate the show like most of the people i've been hearing on the radio... the past two episodes, including last nights, left a sour taste in my mouth...

i'm tired of seeing glimpses of the black clouds here and there and finding out nothing about them... and where's the fucking dinosaurs...? i want a t-rex on that island...

anywhoo... i'm gonna get a diet coke, and play some F.E.A.R. on 360... good friday... i got it off. WOOT!

survivalism. bullshit.

i took off from work today because i was having back pains. i went to the doctor... i happened to tell him about my right arm and hand going numb frequently... i may have carpel tunnel syndrom... woohoo... i'm on anti-somethingorothers...

i got nine inch nails, "year zero," album. it leaked, and as i suspected, it's just as bad as, "with teeth," was... what the fuck happened to trent reznor?

i also feel i should recommend a stand-up album to you...

click image to buy

greg giraldo is one of my new favorite comedians... this album is the first really funny stand-up album i've heard since patton oswalt's, "pennysylvania macaroni company e.p."

i promise you will laugh...

my birthday. one of the best in a long time...

i'll be brief... because i need a shower, and rather than take one when i got home, i played videogames... oh yes...

most of my birthdays i've celebrated in solace. one year i had a bunch of people over, they got loaded, i got frustrated, and that was the end of parties here.

i've never been big on them. and i've never really expected to get any gifts from anyone because i'm poor and can never afford to get anyone else a gift... but i'm not a material person by trade. not when it comes to having someone give me a present. i might make a suggestion as to something i'd like to have, but it's just me whining that i can't afford it.

regardless, this birthday was the best.

i am now 27.

stoned. happy. gamered. three descriptive words about my birthday.

mikey got me this:



bob and heather came over and we had a good afternoon of laughter and they're moving back in next month... with shana in tow... that's a great present!

bryan and bridget took me out to dinner, got me a barbie dairy queen ice cream cake cause those cakes rule, and... something i gotta pay for in the long run...



let's talk about the wii for a second...

frustrating this system is when it comes to figuring out what the fuck to do. it's like a combo of a giga pet, a tivo, and a robot dog mixed with a downed-syndrome kid... that is all.

and for myself... i traded up a lot of shit for this, and oh my... is it so fucking worth it...



thas' right... not that pussy ass ps2 version you scene douchers got... i got's the 360 megaload bizznizzies... stick that in your pipe and smoke it...

turning japanese, or turning 27?

i figured i should make a post today, since tomorrow is my birthday, i won't be doing much of anything...

last night, i went, alone, and saw...



if you liked, "anchorman," and, "talledega nights,"... it's a safe bet you'll like this. i laughed out loud in a theater full of older people, at some of the best, and raunchiest, will ferrell humor. seriously, the movie is funny as hell.

one of many good lines:

"no... i don't remember that, prince charming... i was high on qualudes..."

today was a pretty eventful day. i finally got around to re-starting, "the sopranos: road to respect," on ps2 yesterday, hadn't played it since november of last year, and beat it this morning around ten.



it leaves a sour taste in my mouth as far as endings go... you, big pussy's illegitimate son, joey la rocca, end up getting made and the game ends... however, the story takes place before season six, and in reality, in season six, there is no joey la rocca ever mentioned... WTF?

got a little... juicy, in honor of getting old. i have good friends.

had some sonny's with bob and heather, laughed until we got headaches, and bob's mom made me a banana split pie, her specialty, for my birthday.

i rented two of those, "8 films to die for horrorfest features," and, "the pursuit of happyness."



and... bryan and bridget bought extra Wii's and are selling me one, and allowing me to pay them when i get the money... so... tomorrorw, I WILL OWN A WII!!!! WOOT TO THE FUCKIN' HOOT!

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i just made a ROCKSTAR shit.

the new, "grand theft auto IV," trailer hit... it's glorius...

click above image to view trailer.

more info concerning the trailer and game itself provided at 1up.com

on a sunday...

i woke up as usual around five. [can't seem to break that early morning habit after seven years of it from work.]

i went to publix around seven and bought toaster strudels, lasagna, chips, green olives, feta cheese, and clausan pickles.

came home, ate some pickles, went to my room.

sifted through random sopranos season six episodes, the ones i really enjoyed above the rest, and went onto season three of smallville.

around ten or eleven, i got a bug up my ass and decided, it's time to overhall clean the garage.

i took everything out, swept it completely, mopped it, re-arranged all of my tools and chemicals, threw away a ton of shit that was collecting major space, and then, fixed up my bike, and went for a ride.

came back twenty minutes later, cleaned the house a little, took a shower, layed down with the dog, and watched more smallville.

and that's my day thus far as of 8:42 p.m. i'm getting old, and sad. it just hit me that i will be turning twenty seven in a week and a half. i knew it was coming up, but it didn't seem so soon.

time flys as you get older. and all i look forward to in life, is going to work, earning an honest pay from it, coming home to hang out with my dog, play videogames, have a few beers, and watch tv shows on either my computer or dvd. i have no other goals in life, and for some sad reason... that's comforting... and i haven't had sex since january and today i thought, "i'm okay with that."

it's funny how the stupid shit that mattered to me the most seven years ago is close to meaningless now. yesterday was the first day i masturbated in probably a month. i don't even have the urge to do that anymore. and yet, when i'm around people, that kinda shit is all i talk about... strange...

as easy as retarded comes?

this guy who was at an advance showing of the first two new episodes of the final nine episodes of the sopranos, wrote a huge review of both episodes and had it put up on aintitcoolnews.com... not i told myself, don't spoil it, you got two weeks left, but, just read the top few lines as a sign of good faith?

...i just read TWO, only TWO sentences of the top of the review, and in those two sentences, hard as it may be to believe, spoiled it for myself. it did a flashback to season five that i didn't even think could be twisted the way they did, and i immediatley, with only my dog in hearing range, yelled, "OH FUCK ME! FUCK!" for two reasons.

one, because i spoiled a part of the show for myself.

and two, because what they did with that season five sequence... was pure genius. i cannot wait until april 8th. come sunday the 8th, i will be at cigar bar, sipping my glass of jack on ice, smoking a blondie cigar, and pretending i'm italiano vinnie sausage pizza head...

movies and love.

there are two films i've seen so far in 2007, that have both captured the spot of numeral uno for my favorite flicks this year...



i already wrote about, "black snake moan," and i'll write about, "reign over me," when i get more time, but in the truest form of anything i can say, these two films are simply put, nothing short of great. soundtracks are stellar. blues on one, the who on the other...

see them before i see you... in hell.

the eyes have hills.

my agenda for last night was to see a movie. preferrably, "reign over me," with adam sandler and don cheadel. which i guess i will see tonight, because i've been looking forward to that film since the time of it's trailer viewing.

so, instead, i saw, "the hills have eyes 2." which was good for reasons explained below, but also, i saw the trailer for the follow up to, "28 days later."

"28 weeks later," looks very promising as far as a conclusion for a film i thought was perfect as is...


despite my better efforts to stay with the theme of current to current, i like the original hills have eyes 2 promo flats and images compared the just released, redux.

though... i like the new, "hills have eyes 2," a lot more than the original version. weird... and, i think this version, was better than it's previous remake from two years ago. seriously.

i hate admitting that i like sequels, and i hate even more that i like remakes, but hills have eyes was a better film that the original. i've seen the originals, both, and they were good for their time, and didn't have greg nicotero effects to rely on, but rather b-acting, dark lit scenes, and creepy music.

i enjoy a horror film that has not only a decent story that is well acted, but i like to buy what's going on visually. i like gore. and, the last two hills movies of the 2000's deliever.

yes... i loved the updated version of, "hills have eyes 2." and i loved the remake two years ago. a lot. and it's new sequel is... better on so many levels of not just a cool way to keep the story in the structure of continuity, but to develope the fact that the desert where the government tested nuc's way back when, was close to the size of long island. imagine the limitless amount of hill dwellers... see what i'm saying? not everyone left when the tests began... lots of ground to cover.

through text, we get caught up at the beginning, and bid farewell towards the end with loose ends left open, but again, i really got into the flick. if you liked the first remake, you'll love this one more.

tidbit about HHE2 REMAKE: "Wes Craven, who created the characters and films in the seventies, co-wrote the script to the remake of 2... and i thought he was done with the nasty boo-boo gore stuff and strictly a kevin williamson wb assclown..."

audio blog still below, POC 3, and no more emma watson.

the audio blog is still up, see previous post.

tonight, yahoo releases the tight lipped trailer for, "Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End."

personally, i could give two shits. i enjoyed the first flick immensley, and was utterly disappointed with it's follow up, all jack movie adventure. it felt like, "matrix reloaded," all over again... or... *shutter*, "attack of the clones."

but, if you want, you can view it here.

emma watson dropped out of the last two harry potter films. millions of dry vagina reading women the world over try to slit their wrists with the pages of the books.

i just finished season four of, "that 70's show." not my favorite season, but a good cliffhanger finale.

i'm tired. g'dnight.

an audio blurb and other cool snafu's...

so, a while back, i had this jones to do podcasts... i jumped on the, "pump up the volume," bandwagon of the 2000's, and went out, bought a mic, downloaded the software, and began recording two hour sessions with mike musser, and david cintron.

sadly, my inept, and lazy attitude prevented me from going through and editing out all the laughs, mic feedbacks, and other various shit that didn't sound good. time was a big issue. editing a two hour audio file to make available for download and ipod use is time consuming and repetitive.

however, since i've really gotten proud of myself, and into what dust and snow is shaping up to be, i decided to take the sessions we did, and re-listen to them, and take excerpts here and there out, and share them with you all.

another issue i had was paying for online storage of the files, but since i found a site to host up to a gig for free, the boat is as smooth as gravy. you can either play the file streaming online, or download the mp3 for later, fantastic fun use...

the first bit up, and i'll be posting these randomly here and there, is from the second session we did, where david cintron was talking about his trips to new york, and one real quick bit about meeting jeff goldblum.





also, i'm gonna be doing a new feature called:

"I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT WAS AN ACTUAL LINE OF DIALOGUE IN A MOVIE/TV SHOW."

it speaks for itself. i got the idea when i was thinking about an absurd, albeit, chucklefull line from the movie, "waiting."...

"yep... nothing brings out the flavor of a good steak like some ketchup..."

or more recently, the badly delivered line from, "dead silence."

"look, where i come from, a ventriloquit dummy is a bad omen... trust me."

also, i hope to get mike musser over to the studio soon to record a new podcast, in gearing up for his wedding. it will be love themed, with sage francis' version of, "white wedding," in the background, as well as non-stop hilarity and sharing of our past relationships with the opposite sexes...

keep your eyes and ears glued now... over the next few weeks, shits about to get crazy on dust and snow...

"have another one you fuckin' lush... it ain't my fault the bartender kicked you out last night, you fuckin' douchebag!"

went to see, "dead silence," last night at the new muvico theaters at coconut point. it was okay. not, "saw," good, but good... jigsaw makes a cameo... the make-up effects were pretty decent.

coconut point mall/plaza?, is like the richest man in southwest florida came by, saw some empty land, let loose his belt, dropped trou', and shot a load of rich cum all over and it formed into a gigantic outside mall.

it's nice, but too many rich assholes around...

i did hit the new gamestop over there to do a little looky-looin', and found something i had been missing from the ol' dvd collection... season four of, "that 70's show."

i traded in dvds i had left in the car to get it... now i can watch that and the season five set i bought but never watched due to continuity constraints.

season three so far of smallville is different. i don't know if it's good or bad... it started off strong, but now went back to being like scooby doo... "come on chloey, gotta solve this sniper mystery..." i have hope though.

caspian's new album, "the four trees," leaked, still amazes me every time i listen to it.

spent too much on groceries today i think. i figured out how i know i'm getting old... when i start cutting out coupons on deals and look forward to go grocery shopping for deals like i have been the past few weeks... i did get a spiral cut honey ham for sixteen bucks... that'll make a lot of sandwhiches when i cook it...

south park this season is going strong, two for two... cartman put butters' penis in his mouth as a gag to show butters' is gay? too funny...

i'm bored and craving an apple, and some pineapple chunks... later masterbaters...

xbox live arcade, and why i love it.

teenage. mutant. ninja. turtles.

aside from the year of batman, '88 was also special for the turtles... the comics, cartoon, toys, movie, etc... it was bats and ninja reptiles... woo-hoo!

so, imagine the giddy suprise, when on xbox live arcade, i found, and downloaded, "teenage mutant ninja turtles: the arcade game."



for most too young to remember, this was an arcade game first, and then ported over to the NES as the dubbed, "sequel," to the original game of the same name, which was harder, and didn't have the flashy cartoon graphics the arcade version had...

i had forgotten how much fun i had playing this game. how at that point in time, i spent my summer at the trailer park my grandparents were staying at, playing nintendo with other kids on summer break.

i remember how much fun we all had joining up to defeat shredder, and the rest of his drone cronies... and how hard the game was...

well, time moves on, we grow older, and the true fun of the game remains the same... the only difference between then and now... it only took my twenty-three minutes to beat the game this time around... eat that one konami... the pupil is now the master.

oh yeah, by and by...

this got bumped from april 10 release, to april 3rd, the day after my 27 birthday... so... this is the only thing i want for my birthday... someone, please get this for me...

sleepness...

the past three days, i've come home from work, took a shower, crawled in bed, and passed out for a few hours... i've been beat a lot lately...

tonight, i passed out around five? woke up about an hour ago... eleven ten?

started downloading the new south park, watched some smallville, and got caught up through all 35 issues of, "the walking dead."

for shits and giggles, i downloaded, "Korn: Unplugged." out of morbid curiosity i suppose, although, admittedly, "issues," is an album i have as a guilty pleasure...

that being said, if you hated korn's loud, nu-metal music over the past few years, you'll guaranteed to hate them acoustic and unplugged... talk about a fucking joke.

i've always thought very low of davis, until i really heard this album, and freak on a leash came up, and then he said, "i'd like to bring up amy lee... thought this'd be a good song to do together..." freak on a leash??? he sang freak on a leash with the chick from, "evanescence?" are you kidding me? the sad part is people paid money to be at this show... where do we draw the line on killing mentally challenged people again?

before i go off to work, i just wanted to say...

the trailer. final episodes. april 8.

it's a rare thing for me to get anxious and giddy over a television show... but sopranos... it's the one thing i get excited for. i get butterflies waiting for april to see how it's all gonna end... and it's funny, because the reason i think i feel this way towards the show, is how emotionally involved i've become with the characters... it's sad to think it's gonna end, but satisfying as well...

watch the trailer for the premier above.

gwen stacey... please don't ever die...

that up there... that's bryce dallas howard... as gwen stacey...

i've wanted to lick every inch of her body since she was a blind chick in, "the village."

and now that she's playing my favored peter parker love interest, even more so...

how is it that kirsten dunst, the moon face maroon who can't act, and butchers the ferosity that is mary jane watson... how is it, that she's the been the fucking love interest in the films and comics, and not gwen stacey as the lead? because she died?

...yeah, well, superman died too at that hands of doomsday... guess what... jonathan kent helped him find his way back home... fuckers...

what i'm really trying to say, is i hate kirsten dunst, always have, and i love bryce dallas howard, always will... and i just woke up... so i'm groggy and odd?

the 40 year old goth.

began playing, "marvel: ultimate alliance," on the 360. it's good. better than x-men legends, and way better, sadly, than, "justice league: heroes."

it's a far fetched story line, but tight controls, strengthy graphics, and the funability scale of playing as the might thor... off the charts tits...

got a leaked copy of the new type o negative album...



i know... why the fuck would you listen to a black metal goth band? well... because i like them?...

i have an eclectic taste in a vast collection of music. i stopped discriminating a long time ago at stuff that was scoffed by the indi-douchers in this town, just because it wasn't their cup of whimsy... i've always just dug peter steele's voice, and the vibrantly, fedback guitars, and pulsing drums...

the new album is much like the others. i like it quite a bit. "september sun," is easily the best track on the album... it's a vibrant and calm song, and then just get's raw and heavy... i like that... and it's amped even more when you're a little high... yeah... i'm a little high... praise him, for he has risen. :)

i've decided, yes caddy dan, i will own a wii within two months time... i want to play that rabbit rayman game... it looks fucking nuts.

time to go and read comics and scoff at the goofy, stereotyped characters in smallville season two...

"i know the steak is cold, but it's wrapped in plastic..."

i think i'm gonna write a blog, and later in the day, or when i'm not so fucking tired, incorporate the images i have gather to garner said subjects i will be talking about...

this is gonna sounds funny or gross, or... both, but i just took a shit not too long ago, and i swear, it really did, smell like burnt peanuts... weird.

walmart... i had to go to walmart last night after the movie. it's the only place to get my soap and shampoo at cheap... having trudged through the store at ten at night, i felt that as i left the store, i should have been deloused.

how can a store like walmart, just seem to breed the term, "virus," so literally? even the air smells contaminated in that fucking store.

on one end of the spectrum, for an instance, let's say, the "toy" isle, there was a really, really, really, huge, fat girl, no more than eight or nine, sitting in a shopping cart, with a missing front tooth, gnawed up hair, and a red kool-aid stain around her mouth, directing very verbally, her equally hefty mother, who had more beard than i, which isles she wanted to go up and down... both wore pink, and both wore spandex like, sweatpants... it was unsettling, and gross. and following them immediatley, i saw a woman, not as big, but big, with a foppish looking mullet cut, salt and peppered, with a moustache, roaming through the bike isles...

i thought to myself, "only in america... and only in a fucking walmart..."

but on the very opposite side of the store, in the phantom zone if you will... was the beautiful women... the fucking knock-out, what the fuck are they doing here at this hour?, fucking hot spanish women, with tight jeans or white skirts showing the outline of their panties, and a tight shirt that showed the amazing round breasts hid behind a tight, exotic bra... never before had i wished i could be invisible so i could run to each of them, lick their necks like a schoolboy in heat, grab their tits real quick, and run out giggling. why did god make women so irresistable and hot?

300.

was good. really good. i really enjoyed the new, "venom/eddie brock," focused spiderman 3 trailer, although was looking forward to the rumored, "watchmen," trailer...

zach snyder and robert rodriguez impress me... they have proved that you can take an amazing comic, and breath the source material into life... it's amazing how frank millers images, from both, "sin city," and, "300," translated so perfect to screen... and it all really lays in the hands at the respective directors... that is all...

rue morgue.

the new issue is out with a tribute to, "phantasm." buy it like i did.

zach galifinankis: live at the purple onion.

i shouldn't spend any money i have on material shit, but to get this dvd for twelve bucks, and a load of laughs was worth it... zach is one of the most unique, and truly genius comedians i've ever seen work a room. buy this dvd if you haven't already... best buy has it... in fact, the girl who rung me up looked at the cover of the dvd and asked me to mimic him playing the piano to which i kinda did, to which she said:

"you know... you kinda look like him..."

to which i said:

"did you look at the cover? i mean really look at it?... the hair and beard i get, but that's it."

wedding crasher.

mikey and i went to get fitted for tuxes yesterday. i still have to write a sincere speach for the reception, being the best man, and my goal is to make people cry and prove to them that i can go without cursing... although... mikey and i thought it'd be funny if i gave a heartfelt speech, and ended with, "shitcockdamn... you guys have a good night..."

we ate at, "famous dave's." first time there, and our waitress was kind and pretty, and very funny, and the food was pretty good. the sauces, more or less all of them had a kick to them, but my belly felt good after filling up on a half a slab of ribs.

comics.

i got my comics for the past two weeks, so the universe is at one.

the nintendo wii.

i have made the decision, that within the next two months... i should buy a wii... rockstar is making, "manhunt 2," as a prequel for the system, as well as psp and ps2, and honestly, i would like to kill people with the wii remote... also, super mario galaxy looks kinda good...

and finally... SCREAMFEST 2007.

all info can be found here. i will be going on saturday only, and if anyone wishes to go, all you need do is let me know, get yourself a ticket, and help with gas unless we can take your car...

-douglas. [brokencopy@yahoo.com]

PHANTASM COMETH!

i was more than a little excited when reggie posted an update, that, for the first time in a long time, phantasm.com had been updated by don himself...

upon checking out to see the updates, i was marvelously treated to the best virtual handjob i could get from a filmmaker...



now... two things.

one, amazon actually lists them coming out the 10th, not the 20th. for fourteen bucks a pop.

two, i am saddened that part two and four are not being released as special editions... i think a boxset for the u.s. would be very much appreciated, but still, this is exciting for a phantasm nerd like myself.

see, phantasm, to my good friends, is a well known fact, that it's my all time favorite film series. i have all four movie posters framed and above my entertainment center in my living room, and photo i will post soon, along with an opened and unopened tall man figure, and sphere replica... i also ran the first phantasm fan website back in '96 when the net first got real big, "morningside cemetery."

i have interviewed everyone from the series except bill thornbury, and i've met angus scrimm, the tall man, in '99 at the fangoria weekend of horrors in orlando.

to see that part three, which has been out of print from any form of media, and never been released in america on dvd, is a fucking wish beyond wishes come true. it sat locked in unviersal studios legal hell.

i am more than a little excited right now. i'm fucking doing jumping jacks in my sleep adled mind... I LOVE PHANTASM!

at six in the morning, on sunday, i write.

having just downloaded the new hear me now brother mix tape and episode of season two, i am ready to begin with the blogging.



so the thing i am looking forward to the most this year, is rob zombie's re-envisioning of, "halloween."

i think it has the potential to be something really unique and... for lack of a better term, good. rob's not a bad filmmaker. he makes the films he wants, and that's what making movies should be about when it comes down to it. make what you want, what you'll be proud of... and he's good with modern horror.

i'm eager to see malcom mcdowel as dr. loomis, and the rest of the cast just seems like a perfect zombie cast... william forsythe...? fuckENa.



out of morbid curiosity... whatever happened to that blue/purple haired dyke that always clung to anna nicole like a fucking retard?



"black snake moan," has a good amount of redemption, a piss poor performance from justin timberlake, enough christina ricci naked titties to keep my dick hard, and an overall good performance of everything from script to acting. i really dug this film, and it's accompanying blues soundtrack.



the first season of "smallville" i remember being really entertaining, and now that i'm trying to play catch up via dvd, i feel like i'm watching a more dramatic version of, "saved by the bell."

every episode consists more or less of some character being affected by fragments of the left over meteor that young clark laid down, and they become the episode enemy he has to overcome...

something i find interesting is that none of them use their abilities for good... rather than feel epic, they feel violent. the old, "i'll show them," attitude...

another fun fact, in a few episodes, there seems to be a running theme of, "the lost boys," movie poster, in various locales in smallville.

i do like the idea of lex luthor being a decent man in his youth. i like the tilt of destruction and finding his real destiny.

i don't like the campy dialogue that the wb seems to think teenagers speak in.

but, the reason i began the catch-up with the dvds is to see the introduction of, "martian manhunter." so... it evens itself out...

also...



thin lizzy still kicks ass after all the years.

things to come.

the past week has been a busy one.

too tired to write at this moment, but in the past week, i have chuckled at, "in memory of," bumperstickers, enjoyed the film, "black snake moan," bought, "tenacious d in the pick of destiny," and the two disc special edition of, "walk the line," got my fill of fair kettle corn, ate saginaki at greekfest, and got asked to be the best man in my best bud's wedding... my dog also got major love from the fort myers greek community... all in all, life's a pretty sweet fruit... i never thought i'd be in a wedding... i guess this little girl's dream's about to come true...