October 6, 2008

In My Solitude

Venture Bros.
“Inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that’s where you renew your springs that never dry up.”
Pearl Buck (1892 - 1973)

So as it goes we all spend some time alone. Frankly I enjoy this. I’m the type of person that could spend an hour talking to myself and have a satisfying conversation. That said I also do things when I’m alone and here are some of my favorites currently.

Books:

I’ve been hooked on Richard Matheson, Phillip Dick and now Orson Scott Card. I’m going to run out and pick up the rest of the Ender series this weekend. Curse my ability to read quickly. It’s a terrible thing to be able to read and comprehend quickly while loving books. I keep going through them so quick when I run out of a particular author I’m left hanging til I find something I can dig again.

TV:

I am not one of those people who doesn’t watch TV, I am one of the people who thinks those people should get cable and at least have the History, Discovery and Bio channels. Good shit. However I do get healthy doses of Cartoon Network and movie channels.

Go Team Venture
Venture Bros. - Remember Johnny Quest? Add about 30 years, family dysfunction sexual innuendo, a million pop culture references and you get the Venture Bros. Not to mention Johnny Quest and Race Bannon are actually in an episode each. They also have the best use of David Bowies Space Oddity.

Entourage - For some reason I slept on this show for a while, but my roommate put me on and I fricking dig it. Ari Gold is the shit.

Robot Chicken - If you are within 3 - 5 years my age you should be watching Robot Chicken…it’s only 15 minutes but it’s well worth it. I highly recommend the Star Wars special.

August 4, 2008

Randomania

...call before you come
“Imagination is the one weapon in the war against reality.”
Jules de Gaultier

I feel like a Renaisance man because I get as excited at the thought of a 1969 Shelby Cobra GT as I do when I think about getting more memory for my new computer that already has 2 gigs…don’t get me started on slaving the old harddrive.

I never felt the threat of the Joker until I saw The Dark Knight Saturday…for those debating it…Jack’s version sucks in comparison.

I sometimes think I’d like to get into a sword fight.

I think my roommates cat always knows what I’m saying…but picks what to respond to.

Sometimes in my head I think like a Lolcat.

I haven’t looked…but I’m sure there is muppet porn out there.

Sometimes I wish I was from Scotland…so I could identify myself as a Highlander…not like the movie…the phrase just sounds cool.

In movies people get mad and start breaking things from anger…if I ever do that it’s because I’ve always wanted to and have been presented with the chance to get away with it.

I want to buy a boot knife.

I keep having thoughts of being disrespected and instead of punching or yelling…grabbing the person by the throat and talking to them like I’m explaining some paperwork.

Venture Bros. is the shit.

I’ll feel like a true success when I get to have a mini-bar in my office.

I don’t fawn over babies, I like kids that can talk. So when there are sibilings present, a baby and an older child, I talk to the older one so people don’t have to a chance to ask them what they think about the baby.

I’m never scared of peoples dogs…I worry if the person will get mad if I have to hurt their pet cause they didn’t have it under control.

I still want to learn to surf.

X-Games > Olympics.

When I think of being a movie character I don’t think of being the hero…I think of being the guy that goes to fight approaching enemy warriors to give the hero more time to do….whatever.

I wish saturday morning cartoons were better…I hope by the time I have kids they are, I don’t want to have to watch crap with my kids.

Baltimore’s main business is tourism…and I keep wondering what people are coming to see.

June 26, 2008

Playtime!

“I shall be waiting to reward your genius, or to have you beheaded for terminal stupidity! I have spoken.”
Cobra Commander

That’s right, I have toys. I couldn’t help but buy them when I saw them. My childhood reached up and spoke to me. This is what it said,

“GET THAT SHIT MAN!!!! What you don’t wanna buy a toooooy in front of your lady? You better buy that or I’ll give you some issues to deal with on your birthday. That’s right, you don’t get it and I’ll make sure that you’re buying a motorcycle and a leather jacket when you turn 40. You know you want it, I know you want it…hell she knows you want it. Buy it or I’ll throw a tantrum right here.”

Yeah…G.I. Joe is having it’s 25th anniversary and I saw this:
Eternal Struggle
What young man that watched G.I. Joe or played with the action figures did not love Snake Eyes and Storm Shadow? Lame ones that’s who. I have probably owned at lest 4 variations of Snake Eyes….3 of them have been stolen from me. Those were the days. My cousin would come over and we would spend hours setting up some scenario. Once we were ready to actually play…it would be time for him to go home. I was hurt when I thought Duke was going to die in G.I. Joe the Movie. Oh Yeah…I did get the William “Refrigerator” Perry mail in action figure.
Was not that slim in real life.
Hell Yeah.

Sadly when I got older…my grandmother saw fit to give them all to my cousin. Which is quite depressing now because some of the 25th anniversary joints are re-releases of figures I actually had. Between them and my Star Wars toys I could own two homes by now…thanks guys really. I’m going to bring this up at Thanksgiving…believe that.

There is a G.I. Joe movie coming out soon…I’m not psyched that Marlon Wayans is in it….but Ray Park playing Snake Eyes is bad ass.

If you think I’m just weird and one of those old geeks…I’ll throw my mother under the bus by saying she (I am to) is now hooked on Ninja Warrior.


June 18, 2008

Electric Sheep Suck…

Baaa, buzzz, baaa
“The tyranny of an object. It doesn’t know I exist.”
Deckard
I’m not going all artsy on you, but I could. I’ll name this blog Kamehameha and won’t talk about the King or Dragon Ball Z. Don’t push me. Anyway, I’m talking about a book: Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? by Philip K. Dick Better known to the populace as the film Blade Runner. The two share some things, but like many adaptations some things were left out that, while I like the movie, make the book so much better. The things and subsequent themes that were left out don’t break the movie…it is more of a cult classic anyway, but they are actually quite relevant to today. I keep thinking about the contrast of Mercerism to the Internet. The view of the ownership of animals and even the thought of owning an electric one to keep up the illusion remind me of several things around me. The biggest difference I could point out is that the book is just more complex than the movie. If you like the movie you would love the book. If you don’t like the movie you may still like the book. I especially love the exploration of the disregard of Chickenheads (Dude came up with that phrase a decade before I was born) while stressing empathy. Even the androids who aren’t considered as alive disregard the Chickenheads. I know my man D.P. is down with the movie. I hope ya’ll get down with the book. After the movie came out they changed some printings to “Blade Runner”, but unless it says it’s the movie novelization you’re good.

WWWD:
“I’m a creature of the wild. I hate cities… hate civilization with all its idiot rules. Gimme the free, open, elemental spaces of my mountains where a man holds his fate in his own hands. No lies there. No deception, no compromise. So why, I wonder, do I love this land, this city? It’s probably the most structured on Earth, laced tight with centuries of tradition and ritual, covering every conceivable aspect of public and private life. I was born to one world. But I choose to be part of the other.”
Wolverine

June 9, 2008

Baby Needs Shoes

Don't gamble against dudes named
“You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to folk ‘em, know when to walk away and know when to run.”
Kenny Rogers

In 48 hours from now I may be trying to sell a kidney so I can get back on the tables. Me and The Vixen are going to Atlantic City. I’m pretty sure I won’t get up any retirement money, but perhaps I can finish paying student loans or something…or buy a tank of gas. Since I don’t know how to count cards I’ll have to rely on luck…or not drinking until I’m done. So after tuesday don’t expect anything from me till sunday at the earliest. Maybe I’ll post something from the hotel. Maybe not. Who knows…I’m sure to have some pictures when I come back…so you will forgive me…I command you. Until I post again..ciao.

WWWD:
“I don’t play games.”

“Never mind the music, bub — just keep dancin’.”
Wolverine

May 29, 2008

Politico Pimpin’

See...I totally support her.
“I can sense that you’re a terrific lover, and it intimidates me a little.”
Lame Guy

I wrote this in a post yesterday and I got to discussing it with someone…this post is the continuation of that.

4) They just want to see a woman get in. (I’m sure there is a dude out there campaigning for Hillary and getting much ass from it - “Women are equal baby…let’s talk more at my place”.)

me: “Hey…let’s get together…and talk about how Hillary’s gonna win.”

me: “I’ll pour the wine…you talk about potential v.p.’s”

me: “You right, they are being sexist…another drink?”

me: “She’s worked hard for what she has and she really cares…I identify with that caring…are you comfortable?”

Breez:“Let me take your sweater”
(clinton supporters always wear sweaters. ALWAYS)

me: “It really hurt me to know that Bill cheated on her…how could he do that?”…(tear)

Breez: “I’m so disgusted…I need a little more wine. Would you care for more as well?”
me: “Thinking about it upsets me so…please, would you hold me for a minute?”

Breez: “You seem to be carrying some tension in your arm muscles…do you need a massage?”
me: “I think it’s from carrying the burden of the world”

WWWD:
“I never take anything on faith or at face value.”
Wolverine

May 5, 2008

What if…

…comic books could explain everything.

Then Barack Obama would be Charles Xavier…
Professor Obama

and Rev. Wright would be Magneto.
Rev. Magneto

X-Men has been interpreted as a representation of the civil rights movement. Stan Lee, during an interview, admitted to creating the comic based on fear and prejudice. Creating during the 1960s, X-Men easily represents two influential civil rights leaders, Malcolm X and Martin Luther King Jr. Magneto serves as a representation of Malcolm X due to his violent methods of living along with humans. In order to do so, he tries to conform the rest of the human civilization by turning them into mutants. Professor Xavier carries many of the same methods and ideals as Martin Luther King Jr. Xavier wants to coexist with the humans as equals.

Mind you, I agree with alot of what the Rev. said for the purpose of this post just follow me.

Xavier and Eric Magnus Lehnsherr(Magneto) were friends as young men. Both were mutants (though they didn’t initially admit it to one another) and debated regarding the consequences humanity faces with the rise of mutants. They knew they would face fear and hatred from humans that something had to be done. Xavier proposed working to establish peace. Eric thought otherwise. You see Eric was Jewish and he had survived the Holocaust. He figured that mankind would only try to destroy mutantkind. The only way he could see their salvation was through the domination of man. Unlike other villains he didn’t only try to rule men. Alot of the time he went about trying to claim areas of land or islands that mutants could inhabit free from fear. He even entombed Red Skull not for power, but because he was an unrepentant Nazi war criminal. However his plans were usually foiled by…Charles Xavier and the X-Men. Xavier founded the Xmen through his “School for Gifted Youngsters”. The purpose of the school being to provide a safe haven for mutants while teaching them how to use their powers while at the same time recruiting them into a team of superheroes that would provide humans with an example of mutants doing good.

Two people on different sides of the same issue, molded by their pasts. They see the same things and just have different methods of going about it. What’s unique is that in the world of comics most “arch-enemies” would just duke it out…but these two were actually friends. Their groups would fight right off, but Xavier and Magneto would basically resume their debate before they ever fought. Each at various points in time would wonder if the other was right. Each would be looked at by the world in different and sometimes the same light. It was one of the better relationships in comics, I think, almost like conflicting opinions in one person. Both suffered and alot of that suffering came at the hands of those they were at odds over. What’s more…both of them cared.

January 14, 2008

On The TeeVee (Mr. Wrong rocks)


“To perceive is to suffer.”
Aristotle (384 BC - 322 BC)

Yeah he did it. The boogey man shed tears for someone else. Actually he knows Romo has a media-sodomy-special coming and he’s having sympathy pains and flashbacks. Actually Romo has a double helping coming…second year they got booted out the playoffs…ohh, stigma!!!! Anyway, while everyone in the country is laughing at T.O. crying. I’m laughing at the rest of the country crying about Awards shows. I don’t give a good god damn if we won’t get to see Brangelina The Orphan Eater in a gown by…some guy. I don’t care if there is no red carpet. Why must I be subjected to that story over and over and over again? Is Dengeneratees gonna bring her dogs and cry too? By the way, the Hillary crying thing, I’m not buying it until I see snot bubbles and she does those hyperventilating breaths like kids do. “I-want-so-much-for-our-fuuuuutuuuuure”. Bullshit. See the thing about Hillary (that they should stop trying to trick us about) is she’s NOT like Bill. Bill seemed like he would walk up to your house with a six pack of beer (minus 2) and ask if he could catch SportsCenter while you complained about government. Hillary seems like she was born in a pants suit. I bet even her jeans are the brand new stiff kind that turn the top of white socks blue. I’m gonna feed Britney Spears some speed and send her after some of you guys. You don’t want that drama. When I think about it out of all the people I would want next to me in a bar…I’d have to take T.O. over the rest. He’d probably have better stories and would pay for drinks without wanting anything in return. No show topics, no photo ops. I won’t say leave T.O. alone or anything. Hell, he’s crying cause he know they won’t leave Romo alone. Which of course they won’t…not until he wins a playoff game…he has to still be with Jessica Simpson though or the joke with just transform. Ahh, media.

November 8, 2007

Gimme some Facebook baby!

Super poke!!!!
“Why is it drug addicts and computer aficionados are both called users?”
Clifford Stoll

I’m addicted to facebook…for real though. I’m not sure how many hours I’ve been on it this week, but I know it’s alot. I avoided it for a long time. Hell, it took me a while to even get on Myspace. Now that I’m on though…I can’t get off. I could ask people to help me, but damn that I will instead encourage you all to get on that joint. Please. I need more people to throw sheep at. If you’re down with Star Wars I could recruit you into the Jedi and you can battle your work day away. I may need help. Don’t try though cause I won’t accept it. Oh Interweb…why hast thou corrupted me? From now on I dub thee Palapweb. I will follow you…my master.

August 20, 2007

Give us Free

(Freedom,) freedom
(Give to me)
That’s what I need, um…
(Freedom,) freedom
To live
(Freedom,) freedom
So I can give

Jimi Hendrix - Freedom

So I’ve had something change over the weekend and I’m feeling pretty damn good. Instead of running my mouth I’ll let pictures speak.

Ball and Chain

Fuck this Ball and Chain

Freedom

Additionally, these things are good.

Mari Luna and their Sangria Tea.

Caprese Salad.
Mmmmmmmmmm
The Vixen. (who made the caprese salad)

The Jetta GL 1.8 Turbo. (I probably shouldn’t be allowed to have a turbo on any car.)
mmmm Turbo
Seeing my man Ike who I’ve known since the 5th grade. (That’s a long time.)