Caught both a repeat episode and a new ep tonight while loading up the
cube van with a second haul. The early one was a good one guesting MJ
Fox while the latter one was somewhat amusing but reaffirmed my belief
that the last good season was the fourth.
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Gord, i’m tired. Moving day sure takes it out of you and the only way
to get it back in you is to drink a sports drink…like gatorade here.
Gatorade, because there are no drinks specially formulated for moving
day.
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“Anew” means pretty much the same thing as “Again”. I started having my suspicions a couple days ago but confirmed it today. I’ve updated the posts and the category to read as the clunkier “Consumed All New” instead of the much catchier “Consumed Anew”. But I prefer “Anew” to “Again” anyway so now “Consumed Again” is “Consumed Anew”. Clear? Better to learn this now than 364 posts in I say.
I do weird things in my sleep. When I was single I wouldn’t really notice that I did such things, although sometimes I’d wake up and wonder why something was moved or why I was partially dressed. Married now, Aden reminds me of the things I’ve done in the morning. Often they involve vibrant dreams which I think are real, dreams which take place in a sort of real time, where I’m sleeping in bed only to open my eyes and see something, or to hear something in the distance, or to think of something urgent that must be done. It’s often nonsensical, like the one time I bolted upright, switched on the light and said loudly “did you see it?”, waking my wife up, only to have her ask “see what?” and then I lay down and go back to sleep, leaving her to turn the light off. The other night I slept on the opposite side of the bed, so Aden wouldn’t have to trip over boxes when she got up early in the morning, and it just threw me off all night. At one point I got up and was rummaging through my dresser searching for a pair of underwear. Aden asked why I was doing it, and while I don’t think I explained to her why, I seem to recall thinking someone was outside the bedroom waiting to greet me and I should put a pair of underwear on. I woke up this morning wondering briefly (pun!) why I was wearing underwear and, in a rare instance I recalled this half-sleepwalking incident.
Watched WALL-E for the second time last night (the first time on DVD). For some reason I was tearing up all throughout the movie. Knowing what was coming, I would just well up, with tears, choking them back at scenes where EVE shuts down and WALL-E takes care of her, or when WALL-E helps the fat guy up onto his hoverchair making and instantaneous new friend, or when WALL-E sacrifices himself for EVE’s directive, or when he makes friends with MO, or when EVE thinks she’s lost WALL-E forever at the end, or…. I loves that little robot so much. He’s so emotive and personable. Damn you Pixar for turning me into a blubbering, sentimental old fool. An absolutely incredible movie, even when watched on a tiny screen.
Leaving an out-of-office message or an auto-responder of any sort on your email leads to receiving more spam. Truth is I knew this already, but was just reminded of it again when logging into work on a day off because … well see [...about me #5]. Spam is neither lovely nor wonderful.
I have this notion that I am irreplaceable at work and that when I go on vacation the place falls apart without me. It’s kinda true, but not as true as I think it is.
aka: poor man’s Shredded Wheat in that Quaker’s Muffets cost about a buck less a box, but aside from the shape, they’re virtually indistinguishable, so, you know, I’ll keep my dollar thanks.
I found this yesterday on the top shelf of JJ’s bedroom closet, in a bag with some unopened Football trading cards packages from 1991, a complete set of O-PeeChee 1987 NHL All-Stars and a few other random comics (like Seaquest DSV #1).
I had never heard of Spidey Super Stories before but contained within this plain looking yellow hardcover collection was all I needed to know:
In an innovative, joint educational effort between Children’s Television Workshop and Marvel Comics, Spidey Super Stories was born. It is the first nationally distributed comic book created specifically to be “easy to read.”
The guidelines for the magazine were based upon CTW research and eye-movement studies conducted by Dr. Kenneth O’Bryan at the Ontario Institute for Studies in Education. As a result, Spidey Super Stories uses an average of fewer frames per page, fewer balloons per frame, and fewer words per balloon than other comic books. The stories are written in controlled vocabulary, and speech balloons are strategically placed to capture he eye of the reader.
Spidey Super Stories published 57 issues from 1974 to 1982. This “Best of” collection reprints a handful of stories starring Spider-Man and co-starring Medusa, Ms. Marvel, Hulk, Silver Surfer, and of course, Easy Reader (aka, Morgan Freeman). Outtasight!
The collection used to belong to “Ian S.” and cam to us from the Solidarity Ladies Auxillary, presumably through Aden’s grandmother who probably picked it up at a rummage sale. It’s cheesy, and simplistic but perfect for the little guy.
One of my favourite comics of all time is The Invisibles issue 9 which presents the day in the life of a henchman leading up to the moment where he’s killed by King Mob and company in one panel in a previous issue. A deleted scene on the Austin Powers DVD has a similar scene showing the effects the death of a henchman has on his family. Adult Swim shows like Venture Brothers, Frisky Dingo, Sealab 2021 and even Robot Chicken often make it a point to explore what’s happening on the sidelines of the major action.
I love diversionary stories like this. I’d love to see a whole series where it’s solely about the Kobra or Hydra henchmen who get killed or maimed or brutalized by an invading Checkmate or SHIELD as presented in a big action-sequence-filled first issue, but each successive issue presents the story of a different henchman and you don’t really which henchman it is until you get to the moment of truth… anyway…
BURN-E, a Pixar digital short on the WALL-E DVD, follows the BURN-E as he goes about his daily exterior maintenance and welding existence on the AXIOM ship. BURN-E can be seen briefly in the main WALL-E movie, but this short shows how WALL-E’s generally positive influence on most of the ship’s denizens is actually a little more than disruptive to BURN-E’s routine. It’s a cute and funny short which fast forwards through the main feature but focussing on the most minor of characters in the film.
I used to love, love, love bacon. For the past 5 years or so, however, I feel like bacon, despite its tastiness, does nothing but expand guts and clog hearts. I will get bacon on a cheeseburger or club sandwich on the rare occasion when I have one, but otherwise I avoid it. Today, however, I felt not like having ham (kind of overdosed on ham as of late) or (ech) sausages with my diner breakfast meal (eaten solely because we had an hour to kill since our rental house was being shown), thus bacon. Tasty, but yeah, guilt inducing.
I have owned my own pair of tweezers for over 15 years for the sole purpose of keeping my eyebrows distinct from one another.
Album: Straight Up Sewaside (1994), Hold It Down (1995). Das EFX seems to escape the consciousness of hip-hop fans, myself included, as one of the best rap groups of all time. Straight Up Sewaside and Hold It Down are all classic albums (Dead Serious, their debut has less longevity), full of catchy hooks, quotable lyrics and some absolutely slamming head-nodding beats. Back in the CD clean-out of of 2004, I attempted to dispose of my Das EFX albums, thinking them obsolete, but not realizing that each listen is a welcome listen. “Real Hip Hop”, “Here We Go” or “Krazy Wit Da Books” come on and I’m right in there with Dre and Skoob trading off their lyrics.
Their freeflow style and solid production weren’t so commonplace in the early ’90’s but by the end of the decade they were pretty much rendered obsolete because so many other artist had stolen their flavour. I had moved away from hip-hop in the mid-90’s when gangsta started to overtake and dominate the east coast style in popularity and missed out completely on Das EFX’s fourth and fifth albums. But listening again to the albums I did get, they seemed to get better with each successive album which makes me wonder if they peaked with Hold It Down or if their follow up albums built upon them. Either way, these two albums are still innately easy to listen to, rare classics that were never overplayed in their heyday.
Apparently Instant Cream of Wheat has a “best by” date.
Instant Quaker Oatmeal does not.
Huh.
The preceding video, “Jizz In My Pants”, was logical follow up to the now-classic Samberg/Timberlake SNL Digital Short “D*ck In A Box”, which I couldn’t help but have another look at. I’m sure you’ll agree it evokes the hilariously awful early ’90’s R&B of Color Me Badd which, for some reason, still hasn’t totally gone away…
Remeber, watch HULU.com, if you can suckerz.