What albums are in heavy rotation for you right now?
“Nerd Rage” – Brian Posehn
“Stadium Arcadium” – Red Hot Chilli Peppers
“The Downward Spiral” – Nine Inch Nails
“With Teeth” – Nine Inch Nails
#WritingFromIsolationWard
Tag: vox
Players: At Least 2, don’t be a loser.
Setting: House or Bar with a Big Enough TV and enough table space to hold at least a pint of beer each or multiple good spirits type drinks (Rum and Coke, Vodka and Orange that type of thing)
[spoilers in white]Rules (Basic):
- Every time someone swears, take a swig
- Every time you see an exposed breast/nipple, big swig
- Every time you see a splash of blood, take a big gulp and burp. Failure to burp means you have to chug.
Rules(Advanced if you are sober still):
- Every time an unamed archtype dies, finish your drink (Fat Lady, annoying guy, yappy dog, burnt out cop). Last one to finish their drink starts and drinks half od their next drink.
- Big Gulp when Sam Jackson makes a big speech.
- Chug if a named character dies.
- Big Gulp when Sam Jackson tells the guy to stay safe/listen to Sam/repeat something Sam said.
- Big Gulp when Sam shares a moment with the Flight Attendant.
- Finish your drink when turbulence throws someone around.
- Finish your drink when someone opens the door without the special code or when the special code fails.
- Everyone drinks as much beer as they can when the
windows are blown out and the snakes are flying out the window, stop when the cockpit door is closed, the person who drinks the most beer is the winner (or loser) - Extra Rule: if you are still totally sober, chug for every failed hand slap and any time the annoying rapper complains or winces due to germs.
The Snakes on a Plane Drinking Game was originally published on Local Blogger Writes the World
Players: At Least 2, don’t be a loser.
Setting: House or Bar with a Big Enough TV and enough table space to hold at least a pint of beer each or multiple good spirits type drinks (Rum and Coke, Vodka and Orange that type of thing)
[spoilers in white]Rules (Basic):
- Every time someone swears, take a swig
- Every time you see an exposed breast/nipple, big swig
- Every time you see a splash of blood, take a big gulp and burp. Failure to burp means you have to chug.
Rules(Advanced if you are sober still):
- Every time an unamed archtype dies, finish your drink (Fat Lady, annoying guy, yappy dog, burnt out cop). Last one to finish their drink starts and drinks half od their next drink.
- Big Gulp when Sam Jackson makes a big speech.
- Chug if a named character dies.
- Big Gulp when Sam Jackson tells the guy to stay safe/listen to Sam/repeat something Sam said.
- Big Gulp when Sam shares a moment with the Flight Attendant.
- Finish your drink when turbulence throws someone around.
- Finish your drink when someone opens the door without the special code or when the special code fails.
- Everyone drinks as much beer as they can when the
windows are blown out and the snakes are flying out the window, stop when the cockpit door is closed, the person who drinks the most beer is the winner (or loser) - Extra Rule: if you are still totally sober, chug for every failed hand slap and any time the annoying rapper complains or winces due to germs.
007Ben and I went over to the GateWay mall to see “Snakes on a Mutha-F’in Plane”
It was a good ride, it hit most of the notes you would expect from a thriller-horrer B-Flick. It had grusome death, gratuitous sex and implausibly bad plotting. All good right? Excellent scares, big snake death scenes, the english dude kacks it. (Spoilers to the left here).
I loved that the guy from Keenen and Kel was named Troy; it was such a whitebread name for his character, the video game nerd-cum-bouncer. A cast of real young hollywood stars would have ruined this flick, so the girl who played uh, the girl from Clueless, was a good choice. There is a song that name-checks myspace in the second act, listen for it.
The only thing it lacked was swearing, it really fell down there. Why didn’t the young couple use more colorful language? Why so little “Holy S#8#” when bit? Why so much screaming? After a while it was just scream scream scream. I don’t think anyone swore in the 30 minutes before Sam Jackson spoke the immortal line.
I was kinda let down by that.
The scares were great and the shocks were real, especially the last ones. Good job on this one. A drinking game would be great for it, make X person chug when they jump, etc.
Tell us a little something about your first car. Do you have any photos you can share?
Submitted by tamara.
I do have pictures of my first car, when it still looked okay.
It was a midnight blue 1988/89 Ford Tempo.
However, you don’t care about that, seriously. It drove my up and down from Toronto to Kincardine to see my friends and carted me to work and school during the week. All of which is pretty standard stuff.
You want to hear about why it had a two-tone hood; which I wish I had a picture of.
It must have been February 1995 or 1996, I was driving home from Toronto on a snowy February morning after working at RPS and being away since the morning before. I was excioted to see my “friends” and get the weekend started. I was also driving into the sun and really tired.
As I crested a hill in a small town on highway 9 I ran right into the back of a snowmobile trailer. The only thing I rememebr about it is seeing the hood of my car buckled up in front of me.
Dazed, I went to the nearest store to call my ‘rents and tell them I had had an accident. The police showed up and almost charged me with reckless driving, but instead gave me following too closely. I’m sure I was crying about it or something, I was so out of it.
I drove home, freaked out and hoping the car would limp home. I was promptly informed that the car was to be taken to the Jones house, as they had a garage and I was going to be without a car all weekend while we found a replacement hood. While driving there, the hood flipped up and bent out of true, a total write-off.
I noted up there that I was there to see my “friends” as none of them made the slightest effort to come see me. Which proved to be the nail in the coffin for a number of relationships for me. Too bad for them.
We eventually found a hood from a similiar car (a white taurus) that har wrapped it’s rear passenger side around a pole, killing the passenger that was there. Nice huh?
We got the parts back to the garage and used a come-ahead to pull some of the kinks from the body and set about attaching the bone white hood to my midnight blue car. It fit with some elbow grease and I had a driveable car again.
With some other work (lights and cosmetic work) I was back on the road to Toronto and school and work.
I wish that this was the end, since the white hood looked stupid, but not challenged.
I tried to paint the hood. I bought some matching paint from the local Canadian Tire (spray cans) and set about trying to cover the white with the proper midnight blue. I had no illusions that it would be perfect, but I never thought that I would use more than 6 cans.
So I had a hood with white on one half and blue on the other. For about 6 months. I was pretty poor.
Once I finished the paint job it still looked bad up close, but from a distance it was deal-able.
I ended up driving ther car almost into the ground, and with the help of a crooked garage I was constantly funnelling money into it. SO in March 1997 I gave it away to my Sister and Borther-in-Law to sell.
I loved that car, and have a number of fond memories attached to it, losing it meant losing a great deal of freedom. Oh well, I have a new car now. Bon Chance!
We were talking about Dead Rising yesterday, and 007Ben expressed how happy it would have made me if there was a Zombie game that was free roaming that had the elements of GTA and Dead Rising. Last night I
installed “GTA: Long Night” a Grand Theft Auto: Vice City Mod.
I’ve only given it a little play time, so I can only say that I’m disappointed that the zombies appear to have the normal voices their human models have, but they certainly move like zombies!
I noted that if I park my vehicle in such a way as to bloick my door, teh zombies go dormant, same result if I go slow. I keep failing the first mission, but I’ll keep going.
I’ve always associated the “Bijou” theater name with the “Gay Theater” in any town. The type of theatre you’d see primary boy-on-boy action in a movie.
Safe to say, that’s not my type of flick, it’s right for some given that there appears to be a large amount of it being produced (if LiveJournal is any indicator)
The Bijou in Eugene is housed in what I understand is a former church with the screen in an actual chapel. It’s essentially a very large television, stereo sound only. This does not detract from the movies in any way, please do not feel that it might. In Eugene, the Bijou is the “Art Theater” where movies like “An Inconvenient Truth” and “American Hardcore” may show. They appear to show “Battle Royale” alot and I’d really like to see it on a big screen, maybe sometime in the future.
007Ben and I went to see “A Scanner Darkly (2006)” today, I really loved it. I know a number of people will (and have) accuse me of loving almost every film I see; I have broad and forgiving tastes [I love Jackass and Kevin Smith Movies so sue me] but this film was great. It wasn’t too mind bending though, I had expected more discussion of identity and self, and I sussed the real “plot” way too early, but I really enjoyed the performances. Woody Harrelson was great, Keanu turned in his best GoodDamon impression to date and Robert Downey Jr. did a GREAT job as the Engineer/Chemist/Tweaker that foiled Keanu Reeves‘ character. Winona Rider turned out a great prformance as the Girlfriend, but I think she was under-utilized.
The real standout character on screen [in my mind] was “Freck” played by Rory Cochrane. Freck is our typical down-on-his-luck hapless druggie. There are bugs all over him and his imagiantion is graphic and twisted. Even his suicide is a bust. He is the “loser” amongst the troupe of drugged out losers. The Rotoscoping on the movie is used to best effect on him, as his face is one of constant disgust, until it turns to beafatic bemusement as his litany of sins is read to him by a multidinous-eyed mosnter from another dimension. All-in-all it was a fine movie and I expect to snag the DVD ASAP.
I was watching the movie “Primer” last night (Great stuff, check it out if you like a wordy sciene geek flick)
It got me thinking about the time that Jeremy Bishop, Chris and I all time travelled by way of Bruce Campbell.
We decided to spend a summer afternoon watching the Evil Dead Trilogy in the basement bedroom Jeremy filling in number 666 hunter street. Fromerly the Kozma home, I passed #666 all the time and was jazzed that Jeremy lived there. It was a perfect fit for the “I want to be debauched” Jeremy.
As I was saying, we spent the afternoon watching the Eveil dead films. Even at our best estimate we were to be done late in the evening (having started mid-afternoon). Any fan will tell you that the Evil Dead Movies are great fun, and worth wasting an afternoon on, even a summer one.
When the movies were over we prepared to head out into the cooler summer evening, perhaps to tool around downtown Kincardine, maybe to hang out somewhere. I forget. but when we stepped out the sun was still full in the sky. It wasn’t even close to sunset yet.
Wilco Ferdinand Culpa?
Shouldn’t it be dark?
We went back inside and checked that we had in fact watched the movies, yup the last one was still in the VCR.
It should be later, right? We all thought aloud.
Here it was, still late afternoon.
We had travelled through time, backwards.
Freaky Stuff.
Our whole summer evening spread before us and we got to do whatever we wanted for a few more hours.
So we watched more TV.
LoL
This morning I saw two great images to capture, a beautiful sky and a bright moon. I pulled out my phone to snap an image and it locked up. I reset it and tried again, locked and the stylus fails to actually manipulate the screen.
I was, to say the least, a bit peeved.
After fiddling with it and looking for troubleshooting help I started looking for specific advice from Verizon, as well as the firmware update.
007Ben noted when I pointed it out that the side of the screen might have become sensitive due to the screen protector on my phone. After pulling it of all was well. For a bit.
I started to upgrade the phone and it turned off, so I pulled it from the cradle and cursed the strange usb errors this laptop has. I snapped it back in and restarted the update, which progressed flawlessly.
The phone is fine now (and I snapped that pic you see on the post); so yay!