Sunday, December 23, 2007
For some reason, I've gotten a buttload of free booze this holiday season. I won a liquor basket (pictured) at my work Christmas party. It had some import tallboys, a bottle of rum, a bottle of wine, and a little bottle of champagne. I also managed to score a free case of beer from my grandfather. So far, all my holiday drinking has been done with free booze. Nothing wrong with that. Though I am currently nursing a hangover, courtesy of the aforementioned bottle of rum.
I have to take a moment to thank Shauna for the nice Christmas card she sent me. Whitey and I really appreciated the card, even though we're still cleaning up the glitter. All the best holiday wishes to you and yours.
Anyways, I've got it in my mind to do a 2007 best-of post before the end of the year, so hopefully this won't be my last post before 2008. In the meantime, dear readers, stay safe and have a happy holiday.
Friday, November 30, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
A quick note for my fellow poker enthusiasts. I was playing some Texas Hold 'Em this past weekend with some friends when I got a royal flush. Best of all, I was able to pull some money out of my fellow players with it. God only knows if I'll ever get another royal flush, but at least I can say that I got one.
Trailer Park Boys
Good news for Trailer Park Boys fans. It seems as though the gang from Sunnyvale finished filming a special recently and they also have plans to make another movie. This news comes from Mr. Lahey himself, John Dunsworth.
Recently, the folks behind Sesame Street have been releasing a DVD series called "Sesame Street: Old School." The series features shows and clips from the early years of the program. The funny part is that each DVD comes with a warning sticker suggesting to consumers that the "Old School" DVDs are intended for mature audiences only. Reasons for this apparently include: scenes of the Cookie Monster smoking a pipe and eating cookies, as well as Oscar the Grouch being too grouchy. The New York Times has a decent article about the depravity that was Sesame Street in the 1970s and you can read it here.
I'd tell you what I think about Celine Dion, but apparently you're not allowed to have any opinion about her in Nova Scotia. From the moment it was announced that Dion was scheduled to play a concert in the Halifax Commons next summer, the general sentiment was that the whole idea was a clusterfuck waiting to happen. So it was no surprise that within a few days Dion's people cancelled the show, citing the venue as being inadequte for their stage needs. With this, many Nova Scotians breathed a hearty sigh of relief. However, the other shoe dropped recently when Dion's husband/manager said in a press conference that the show was cancelled due to the negative comments from the press. Mr. Dion (who creeps the shit out of me) went on to name names. The brunt of the blame went to a columnist for the Halifax Daily News, one Mr. David Rodenhiser, and his column Like her or not, it's good news, which originally ran in the paper on November 8th. Had Mr. Dion bothered to read the piece, he would have seen that while Mr. Rodenhiser does not care for Celine's music, he saw the concert as being of benefit to the city of Halifax. It's unfortunate for Mr. Rodenhiser that he received so much criticism in the beginning for supporting the concert and now he's being scapegoated for its cancellation. Unfortunately this is becoming a trend for the city of Halifax, the populations vocally balks at the announcement of any major event and then they decry its cancellation.
As some of you might know, the Writers Guild of America (WGA) is currently on strike. This means there will be no new episodes of the Daily Show or the Colbert Report in the near future. The effects of the WGA strike also seem to be making their way into the realm of movies. This means that, should the strike continue long enough, Hollywood will run out of new movie ideas. (Yes, I realize that some people think they ran out of ideas years ago, but let's move on, shall we...)
So I am hereby throwing my hat into the ring, Hollywood. The following are some script ideas that you can buy from me should you run out of scripts. I can write the screenplay to any one of these ideas in a weekend for $100 and some Criterion Collection DVDs. Potential scripts include:
- My Boss is a Werewolf
- The Mustache that Dripped Blood
- The Killer Cubicle, the workplace that gives deadlines a whole new meaning
- Samurai Crossing Guard
- When the Chips are Down, a heart-warming tale of gambling addiction
- The Mop that Killed
- Space Cheese
- William Shatner vs Your Car (90 minutes of Shatner smashing your car with a baseball bat)
- Death Net (it turns out that the internet gives you AIDS)
- Gumby Meets Al Gore
- Night of the Lobster (kinda like Night of the Living Dead but with lobsters)
- Mad Cow Disease: The Musical
- Zombie Lawyer, a comedy
- Clamatto, a documentary (seriously, what the hell were those guys thinking?)
- The Life and Times of John Wilkes Booth, an animated feature
- Monkey vs Shark
All ideas are copyrights of Quammy Inc. The ball's in your court Hollywood.
Saturday, October 06, 2007
A lot o' people don't realize what's really going on. They view life as a bunch o' unconnected incidents 'n things. They don't realize that there's this, like, lattice o' coincidence that lays on top o' everything. Give you an example; show you what I mean: suppose you're thinkin' about a plate o' shrimp. Suddenly someone'll say, like, plate, or shrimp, or plate o' shrimp out of the blue, no explanation. No point in lookin' for one, either. It's all part of a cosmic unconsciousness.
That particular piece of pseudo-philosophy is from one of my favorite cult films, 1984's Repo Man. While I don't have much faith in the existence of a "cosmic unconsciousness," I still believe that there is some wisdom in that particular monologue.
Yesterday morning, a morning like most others, I was reading an article that was linked from IMDB's homepage. The article was little more than a best-of list concerning documentaries. At number two on the list was The Thin Blue Line, a documentary I had never heard of.
Later on in the day, I was reading an interview on the Onion's AV Club with director Tony Kaye. In the interview, which was mostly concerned with a documentary that he had recently completed, he mentioned The Thin Blue Line. Having then heard mention of an unfamiliar documentary for the second time in a few hours, I went to wikipedia to find out more.
With that curiosity settled, I thought I would read a little bit about each of the other titles on the best-of list that I wasn't already familiar with. I was almost finished reading wikipedia's entry on the Rolling Stones documentary Gimme Shelter when the very song for which the documentary was named happened to come on the radio.
Simple coincidences? Evidence of a cosmic unconsciousness? Either way, don't be surprised if someone mentions a plate of shrimp in the near future.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
In case you don't know who Ron James is (perhaps you never tried to sit through and episode of Blackfly, simply because it was filmed in a town near you), the following is one of the few clips of his material that I found on Youtube. He did some of this same material in his set last night at the Playhouse.
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Friday, August 31, 2007
"Band on the Run"
"Let Me Roll It"
and "Helen Wheels"
Practically a Paul McCartney and Wings "best of." If only it could have been capped off with "Wonderful Christmastime." And while some of you may scoff at my delight in hearing a Wings mini-marathon, you have to realize that the station is more likely to play April Wine and Nickleback than anything else, so I'll take a small victory when I can get one.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
I've got to say though, that with minimal effort I managed to have a pretty good summer. I got to see two of my favorite bands in concert (the White Stripes and Eric's Trip), I got to visit with some family and good friends, I managed to pick up some cool records, and I saw a few good movies. So, all in all, I'm left with very little to complain about.
So, while it's still warm enough to wear shorts, I'd advise you all to crack an ice cold beer, plunk your ass down in a lawn chair, light a roman candle, and enjoy the outdoors.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Friday, July 06, 2007
1942 - Anne Frank and her family go into hiding. I have nothing funny to say about that.
1945 - Burt Ward is born. 19 years later he throws on a pair of tights and goes to live with Adam West in a cave.
1957 - John Lennon and Paul McCartney meet for the first time. I think they went on to form a band or something. Ask your parents.
1962 - William Faulkner dies. Consult your local library.
1977 - Roger Waters spits on a fan during a Pink Floyd concert. The incident inspires Waters to write The Wall.
1998 - Roy Rogers dies. Ask your grandparents.
2007 - A mediocre blogger scratches his head and wonders why he hasn't written anything in months.
Monday, May 14, 2007
- I generally make it a rule that I don’t take my work home with me. And seeing that I work at a landfill, that hasn’t been a hard rule to follow. But last week a resident came in and I noticed he had a box of LPs on his passenger seat. He said I was welcome to have any of the records. You’d be surprised how many offer to let you have the things they are prepared to throw away, but that’s a topic for another day. So after thumbing through his various Foreigner and Journey albums, I managed to score a few choice LPs. I got Alice Cooper’s “Billion Dollar Babies,” The Cars’ “Panorama,” Elvis Costello’s “Trust,” and the piece de resistance the New York Dolls’ “Too Much Too Soon.” I never thought I’d come across a vintage Dolls LP, seeing as they probably didn’t sell many of them back in the day. But, as the old saying goes: one man’s trash...
- I played a lot of poker this past week. And while I did pretty well, I was alarmed when I got a Dead Man’s Hand. For the unfamiliar, a Dead Man’s Hand is a two pair poker hand, aces and eights. The hand is so named because it is widely reported to be the hand Wild Bill Hickok was playing before he was shot. The hand is a popular cliche in many old western films, wherein a character, usually a villain, will get a Dead Man’s Hand shortly before being killed in a violent confrontation. And though I have not been killed in a gunfight in the days since getting the ominous hand, I have been watching my back.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Now, as far as cities go, I like Fredericton. It's not too big and it's not too small. And I think I managed to take advantage of just about everything the city had to offer while I was there. I saw just about everyone I was hoping to see, I bought some cool records, I visited nearly every pawn shop on the city's south side, and I even caught a rock show before I left.
I've been back home for about twenty-four hours now and I feel like crap. Not because I have to go to work tomorrow, but because I caught a cold or something towards the end of my vacation. So, as good as Fredericton and its people were to me, they still managed to give me the plague.
So that's all for now kiddies.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
After meeting up with my gracious hosts, I went to one of my favorite spots in Fredericton, Backstreet Records. I picked up a David Byrne album, the new Spaceblood CD, and a copy of Roger Corman's The Man with X-Ray Eyes.
Later on, my hosts hosted a birthday party for one of their friends (and yes, I know, that's a lot of simultaneous hosting). In the midst of all the conversation and dollar store decorations, I was introduced to a drink called "the spirit of America." The tasty beverage involves a deceptive amount of gin, so I have to suspect that it could easily lead to one's undoing.
In order to somewhat remedy my hangover this morning, I took my hosts out for breakfast at Fred's Pancake House. Fred's is a truck stop style restaurant on the outer edge of the city. You can always count on two things at Fred's: surly waitresses and bottomless coffee. Even now, some two hours after the fact, I can still feel my breakfast working its magic on me.
So that's pretty much what I've done with the last 24 hours. I hope this week will conintue to provide good food, good friends and good times. And while I'd like to say that I'm going to post regular updates as the week unfolds, the fact remains, I am on vacation. So I'm not going to promise anything.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Whenever I boot up Internet Explorer this page comes up. So each and every time I go on the net, I'm reminded that I haven't updated my blog in forever. And frankly, I'm getting sick of it. I had a lot more enthusiasm for blogging when I started. These days, when I think of something to write about, I'm pained by the thought of putting the time into posting something I can be relatively happy with. So here's the deal cats and kittens, don't expect much. I'm abandoning a few of my favorite parts of the blog, though I doubt anyone will notice/care. I'm going to keep posting, but all future posts are likely to be half-assed.
And now for something relatively different:
- The White Stripes will be putting out a new album this summer. Icky Thump will be released on June 19th. For more information, consult any music blog.
- Kurt Vonnegut has passed away. The author died yesterday as a result of brain injuries he suffered from a recent fall. While I haven't read many of Vonnegut's works, I have to say that Slaughterhouse-Five is one of the greatest books I have ever read.
- This past weekend was April 6th, a day that has a lot of meaning for me. Not only was it a good friend's birthday (for which he had a kick ass party) but it was also a day of celebration for anyone who has ever lived in Harrington Hall. Harrington, one of the residence buildings on campus at St. Thomas University, has maintained the tradition of April 6th Day celebrations for a number of years. While the origins of the occasion are somewhat unknown, the celebration of the day remains an annual fixture on campus. Though I have not lived in Harrington since 2001, I cannot help but think back to those days every April 6th. So, in the midst of a friend's birthday celebration this past weekend, I pulled another former Harrington resident aside and toasted the house. A tradition that I expect I will observe for many years to come.
And that's about all I can think of for now.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
- I met Jonathan Torrens at work about two weeks ago. Yes, one of the former hosts of Street Cents and current stars of Trailer Park Boys. He was very polite and we had a short conversation about Street Cents.
- I'm still very hooked on Facebook. I've only been on it for a few weeks, but I'm still finding friends I haven't talked to in years. Unlike MySpace, there's something to look forward to every time I log on.
- One of my new favorite shows is a Japanese cartoon called Death Note. I haven't really been in to anime since I was in high school, but I'm definitely enjoying this show. I won't really bother explaining the concept of the show, you can find that on wikipedia. Personally, one of the things I like most about the show is how endlessly complicated it gets with every episode.
- The new Modest Mouse album comes out this Tuesday, March 20th. I'm pretty stoked to get this one, as I've been a fan of the band for a few years now. Don't just download this one kids, go to your friendly neighborhood record store (or, god forbid, the mall) and buy the CD. If you actually purchase the album they just might be able to make another one.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
So happy belated birthday to you, Kurt. And thanks for the memories.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Apparently, Myspace is totally last week. The kids today are all over Facebook and I can kinda see why. As far as basic setups go, Facebook is kinda like Myspace except without all the ads and crap. I probably have around 500 Myspace friends and I might talk to three of them. Whereas on Facebook I might only have 20 friends, but I would actually want to keep in contact with all of them.
Internet Talk Radio
I hate real talk radio, but for some reason I've been listening to a lot of internet talk radio recently. So far my attention has been split between two programs on very opposite sides of the content spectrum. NPR, which takes a very intelligent and informative aproach to internet talk radio and DEADPIT.COM which is essentially just the rantings of two Kentucky based horror fanatics.
One of my childhood obsessions is up for sale. According to various internet news sources, one of the cars used in the original Ghostbusters movie is up for sale. The price tag on this must-own vehicle is only $150,000, which is a bargain when you consider the fact that the lights and siren still work.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
I picked up my first new CD of 2007 tonight, Julie Doiron's "Woke Myself Up." This is the first album of Julie's that I've ever heard, so I can't compare it to the rest of her solo material, but I have to say that it's a pretty good album in general. I was prompted to pick up this disc after I heard that Julie has her old Eric's Trip bandmates backing her up on this one. I thought they might only be on a track or two, but I was pleased to find out that they're pretty much on every track. You can definitely hear the ole Trip on some songs. So, anyone who's a fan of Eric's Trip should run out and pick up this album. It's not like a new Eric's Trip album, but it's probably as close as we'll ever get.
And for good measure, here's a video for a song off the album called "No More."
Monday, January 15, 2007
Season one is available on DVD, season two is available on the net, and season three will apparently be starting before too long. You can check out YouTube for a variety of clips and full episodes. I couldn't decide on a clip to add to this blog entry, so I went with one of the first I could find. Enjoy.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Christmas started a little earlier than usual for me this year. My sister and her husband came down a week before the big day, so we exchanged a few gifts early. As for C-Day itself, I certainly can't complain about the haul this year. I got a new flat screen computer monitor (which I haven't hooked up yet), a few choice DVDs (hello, Dracula 75th Anniversay Edition), a couple of books, and lots of other odds and ends.
When I was a kid, we used to get a stocking full of little goodies to prep us for the main stuff under the tree. As time went by and Christmas became less about getting toys, the stockings got bigger and bigger. It's progressed to the point where I find myself faced with a large garbage bag sized sack of stuff. While the sack itself has trumped a plethora of other gifts, I can't complain about unwrapping a few dozen little things versus a couple of bigger items.
Boxing Week Madness
Some people wait all year long to snap up the deals during boxing week madness. Me, I just use it as an excuse to buy a whole lot more stuff than I would during a normal week. Allow me to highlight what I picked up at Wal-Mart:
Gamera: The Ultimate Collection
For the princely sum of $2.50 plus tax I netted myself a three pack of Gamera flicks. For those of you not in the know (and I'll assume that's most of you out there), Gamera was a giant nuclear powered turtle that alternately destroyed and saved Tokyo. Much like other Japenese giant rubber suited monster movies (kaiju films to you movie nerds out there), Gamera movies are an acquired taste.
Jack Nicholson - Cult Classics
This set features three early Nicholson flicks from his pre-Easy Rider era. I bought this set primarily because it has the original Little Shop of Horrors on it. I might have paid upwards of $5 for that movie alone.
No matter what anyone tells you, the best car chase ever committed to film comes from this movie. Fuck The Fast and the Furious, fuck Gone in Sixty seconds, fuck all those CGI enhanced wannabes. This movie has the grandaddy of all car chases. You shouldn't even be allowed to have an opinion on movie car chases if you haven't seen this flick.
It's Quentin Tarantino and yet it's not Quentin Tarantino. Highlights from this movie include Christian Slater taking a prostitute to a Sonny Chiba film festival and Bronson Pinchot (aka Balki Bartokomous) getting busted with a burst bag of coke all over himself.
Some Kind of Wonderful
I haven't seen this one yet, but it has two things going for it right off the bat: it was written by John Hughes and it's got Eric Stoltz in it. Apparently, the movie is more or less a remake of Pretty in Pink but with the gender roles reversed.
Ferris Bueller's Day Off
Is there anyone out there who hasn't seen this movie yet?
George Lucas' pre-Star Wars sci-fi epic. I haven't seen this one yet, but seeing as it's an early 70s sci fi flick, I imagine it's long, slow, and somewhat boring. But what kind of a movie geek would I be if I didn't have this flick in my collection?
Only ten bucks for Gump? Not too shabby. For me, this movie is all about Gary Sinise as Lieutenant Dan.
The best deal of the day - $3.33
These days, Stallone might be trying to revitalize his acting career but if you go back twenty years you can find a few movies that almost killed that career. One such movie was Cobra. The origins of this movie lie in what would become Beverly Hills Cop. You might not know it, but Stallone was the first choice for Beverly Hills Cop, but his involvement never got past the development stage. You see, Stallone had all these "great ideas" for Beverly Hills Cop. So many "great ideas" that he thought he could make a much better movie on his own. So, he wrote the screenplay for what would become Cobra. And I guess I don't have to tell you which movie ended up being more successfull.
(It wasn't Cobra.)
The thing I probably miss the most about when I was living in New Brunswick are the good friends I made while I was there. Good folks I only get to see once or twice a year now. So, when the opportunity came up to go to a New Year's Eve party in Moncton, I did everything I could to make it happen. The party, hosted by the lovely Danielle Pellerin, boasted an ample assortment of good friends and Moncton hipsters. I believe a good time was had by all. I know, by the time my head hit the pillow at 5 am, I had had about as much of a good time as I was capable of having.
And that, my friends, was probably more than what you wanted to know about my Holidays. Until next time...