thats right. uh huh. oh yeah. 200 votes is a hell of a lot too...there's no way my friends could have voted that much, so i think it's safe to assume that i earned a fair share of other peoples votes just by being good. way to go Chris, reni, kelsey, corey! woo.
there were so many good entries last time, i figured: HEY! there ought to be a good fight this time around as well! right? right guys? seriously? what are you saying? everyone submitted so far sucks the big one? NO! it can't be! don't take my word for it: What A Show
some things are probably never meant to be seen more than once...however, due to the magic of the internet, those things are sure to be seen over and over and over again...
it was a dark day. but i've probably never laughed as hard.
i've decided that in order to fully enjoy movies, the complete shite movies must also be watched as well as the great ones to grasp an admirable opinion of movies and the spectrum of their shittiness. allow me to explain:
I see:
the tiger and the snow
so therefore i get to watch:
blades of glory
i see:
the descent
so therefore i allow myself to see:
stay alive
now, lets talk about this last one--what the hell were they thinking? trying to appeal to gamers? any REAL gamer sees how absolutely retarded the game featured in the movie really is, and how far the actors in this movie are from being any sort of "gamer" whatsoever. I mean, the acting was surprisingly good for this kind of movie, but only when they were dealing with would could be considered real life issues. as soon as these kids were expected to know how to hold a videogame controller they look as stupid as redneck trying to give birth to a walrus. the writing also seems to turn to shit halfway through. i was watching, and there was literally a change in angle, where i SWEAR TO GOD, they switched the writers with an autistic plankton, and let it finish the movie. what the hell? and i mean, what the hell? even Jon Foster, an actor i can respect, looked absolutely ridiculous trying to pull off some of the lines he was given: "you die in the game, you die for real!" the epitome of something i read in high school. but my favorite part? the setup:
throughout the movie the detective involved in all the cases linked to the murders happening due to the video game gets more and more suspicious of these kids and how they might be involved. finally, when one of their own police officers dies (he played the game real fast on the laptop and managed to die instantaneously) they swarm the kids apartment with a bunch of swat and officers, guns drawn and everything. they arrive to find the kids have escaped, so in all seriousness, the detective looks to his cronies and says: "Toss the place"
NOW. thinking very strongly that these kids are involved in the murders, you'd think they get started right away trying to find some serious evidence to get them convicted, right? RIGHT! thats why this supercop gets to work right away:
(notice the cop on the right)
FIRST! he checks under this blanket suspiciously draped over the back of this couch. he's got a bad feeling about this couch. however, he makes sure not to disturb it too much until the police arrive...oh wait, dammit. so, he moves on to more pressing matters:
THIS PILLOW! its the couch, i swear to god. cops have a 6th sense about couches. following this, the cop wanders off screen awkwardly, most likely to check under the nearby coasters.
in all seriousness, if i were a director, i would fire this dumbass actor on the spot. "case the place"--"yes sir! i'll check under this pillow and blanket!" another "what the hell were they thinking?" moment. to see this cop in live action: SUPERCOP!
there you have it. the good movies i watch so that i may endure the total crap ones. oh well. someone's gotta watch them.
my hp crashes. i succumb to subtle "i told you so" remarks from my brother. (who has a DELL, i mean, what the hell? when did DELL become something to be proud of?) anyways, to fix the problem, i installed my free copy of windows vista that came with my purchase of my computer. there was actually a huge long process i had to go through to get this copy. but when i realized i didn't REALLY want Vista anymore, i stopped doing the process at some critical steps, such as a receipt and proof of purchase. however, they sent me my free vista anyways. sort of a: "PLEASE FOR GOD'S SAKE! TAKE OUR PRODUCT AND USE IT DAMMIT! PPLLLLEAAASE!"
that scared me. but i had no other choice. i installed it and my computer is now back up and running, purged of its former self, now known as the MILLENIUMFALCON rather than simply, FALCON. After turning off all the crap that tries to start up when i log on, i seem to have acquired an efficient machine again, with little added fancy smancy stuff, like a swoosh when you close or minimize a box:
swooshing in progress (took serious timing skill with the print screen button and a mouse click)
a swishing sort of thing that lets me preview my windows from the taskbar (much like MAC OS X):
and the coolest most pointless gadget? when i click, "switch between windows", i get a little something that looks like this:
click for larger version
thats cool and all..just can't imagine the wasted processing power. i have a little gadget that shows me how much i'm using (for both cores, no less) which is handy. and the bloop comes from my login. instead of the usual windows start up, it does some thing that sounds like zelda, so i'm cool with it. its all a mac wannabe sort of thing. nice to look at, but mostly unnecessary. the cool thing is that a lot of things are opaque..and i kind of dig opaque..i dunno why...
as of right now, i'm greatful for windows vista. it just better not stab me in the back.
its time to go to the barbeque. i'm going to drive Nikki's Toyota landcruiser, so i can play with the GPS system. Its quite amazing how pinpoint those damn things actually are. i always thought it was just a GENERAL area kind of thing...i was wrong. those of you not already creeped out by GPS, get creeped out. we're talking 100 percent accuracy in a consumer model, imagine what the government is capable of? muha.
well, seeing as how my mom reads this blog, and doesn't quite understand the purpose of a full-fledged rant...she recommended i do a little research into the whole rebel flag thing, just to see if i am falsely accusing someone of being racist when they're actually supporting some other symbol. after some research, i have come to a new conclusion. Ahem: I'm still right, they're still all dickheads.
The display of the Confederate flag remains a highly controversial and emotional issue, generally because of disagreement over the nature of its symbolism. Opponents (me) of the Confederate flag see it as an overt symbol of racism, both for the history of racial slavery in the United States, and the establishment of Jim Crow laws by Southern states following the end of Reconstruction in late 1870s, enforcing racial segregation within state borders for nearly a century until the Civil Rights Movement.
Others (the dickheads) view the flag as a symbol of rebellion against the federal government of the United States. While the Confederate flag is indeed used by some racist and White Supremacist groups (sometime known as the Ku Klux Klan), these are not the only ones to fly or support it. Many Southerners who (are still in the closet on the whole KKK thing) support the Confederate flag see it as a heritage and historical symbol, representing pride (for losing a stupid war) and rememberance in their ancestors (who were bigots).
give it up. the germans don't fly the Nazi flag in pride of their country or ancestors...UNLESS THEY'RE NAZIS. Therefore: Those who fly the rebel flag are BIGOTS.
ESPECIALLY ones who fly it in iowa, a state that banned slavery right off the bat during the Civil War. Iowans never supported the confederate flag, being absolutely no part of the iowa state history. Anyone in iowa who fly the rebel flag in their white trash truck windows should be captured, and fitted with an electric collar that transmits their entire life to a website entitled: "Idiots, Bigots, and the Reverse of Human Evolution: Track Them All Today" Then of course open poaching laws to wipe them off the face of this planet.
sorry mom. this was a negative post. i didn't mean much of it....but the poaching part is a real good consideration...i mean, no. baaad.
after about 2 hours of serious research on the internet, i have finally come to the origination of the one and only, Stanley:
uncanny, no? i recall first getting stanley on what i believe was the move to montana, 1994. That sounds best because that would be the date stamped on the bottom of his foot. ready for this shit?
BAM! Stanley, mint in the box! his retail value after all these years? ...$10.95. But it's not the price that matters, its the awesomeness that i found him!
would it be weird to buy another Stanley, just so i have one in the box? would i be cheating the relationship i have built with the one brave enough to live outside the airtight packaging? furthermore, wouldn't it creep YOU out if you had a lifeless clone of yourself sitting on the shelf? Think about that.
Stanley is actually known as Servo, or in Japan: Gridman. He starred in the shortlive TV series called "Superhuman Samurai Syber-Squad"
Rings a familiar bell of my title for Justin Shane Tyler Dennis and I: "The Ultimate Teenage Badass Hero Squad" It must have been engrained in there somewhere, and rose to the occasion when i needed it most.
O.K. So get this: the Superhuman Samurai Syber-Squad (SSSS) is actually a group of 4 teenagers who all played in a band together. From what i can tell, they each have their own way of entering "Syber-Space" by muttering lines like: "Let's Samuraize guys!" then, they'd go in and fight off virus's who are attacking the cyberspace.
There NEMESIS, is Malcolm Frink, who goes to the same high school as them, and according to Wikipedia, is a "loner." so he creates the dude, Kilokahn to make virus' and attack computers all around. Apparently, he enjoys hurting people with his bad computer virus'. EVIL INDEED. So, the low-down, thanks to Wikipedia:
Team Samurai
Sam Collins - The star of the series, to enter Cyberspace, he utters the words "Let's Samuraize, Guys!" at which point, he would strum his guitar. In the series finale, he is permanently transformed into Servo following Kilokhan's defeat.
Tanker - The band's drummer and a stereotypical jock. to enter Cyberspace, he would utter the phrase "Let's Kick Some Giga-Butt!" after which point he would knock his drumsticks together. Tanker's uniform was a Black Biker suit with a black helmet and a see-through visor.
Sydney "Syd" Forrester - Sydney is the brains of the group she is the band's keyboard player. She is also a good singer. To enter Cyberspace, she utters the words "Pump Up the Power!" at which point she would jump up in the air, pumping her fist with her raised arm. Sydney's uniform was a Pink Biker suit with a gold helmet and a see-through visor.
Amp Ere - Amp is the team's so-called space cadet (when he left the show it's implied that he really was a space cadet) and the band's bass player. To enter Cyberspace, he always used a different phrase to be humorous. Some of them are "Three For a Dollar!", "With a Cherry on Top!", "With a Side of Fries!", "Shake Well Before Using!", "Over the Lips, Past the Gums, Look Out Virus...Here We Comes!","For Sam, Sydney, Tanker & Ms. Tilden!", "Two For a Dollar!" at which his poses vary too. Amp's uniform consisted of a Helicopter Helmet and Leather Jacket.
does that not sound like sweetest most awesome thing ever? Of course it does, and aren't you in luck! Through the magic of YOUTUBE, i bring you:
please, for the love of god note that Matthew Lawrence of Mrs. Doubtfire fame, plays the lead role. and yes, you saw correctly..FUCKIN TIM CURRY AS THE VOICE OF KILOKAHN! They spared no expense. And the VHS tapes are offered at bargain prices between $.16 and $.83!
Man, i can barely resist. Look at this:
the japanese did it so much better. damn. this is cool as hell. who would have thunk? while i was hiding from all my friends that i watched Power Rangers, i could have been bragging about watching SSSS! Oh, the regrets in life.
now, if you read all of that, you should be pretty happy to find this little treat at the end of it all. I found some footage of milo as a kitty, and am sick and tired of not having this kind of thing when all our cats were kittens. So for the first time, a Pappin family pet video. I added music that seemed to fit milo just right at the time, being a cat from the streets, he needed to do something to get in our doors, right?
here's my latest green screen endeavor, for those of you keeping up with all the episodes...
of course, this will also be appearing in the latest Operation: KillDie Production, "The Fur Trader."
I don't really have much to say this evening...so perhaps an homage to milo? sounds great to me.
milo's first fight was with the burly cat from a few houses down. the outcome was miserable. he pooped himself and was indefinitely humiliated. now milo preys on the old and fat. he hasn't lost since.
lanky, yet muscular.
thats a cute kitty.
coming soon: the history and heritage behind the legendary Stanley. Stay tuned for more info:
thats my second test using my green screen. there seems to be too much reflection onto the face, so i can't get rid of it all nicely. lesson learned: don't have stray pieces of hair.
my lover got this for me today:
she's pretty much awesome like that. it goes well with this:
yeah, thats right. i am now the proud owner of the Master Sword. i said i would be, and look at me now. i took this picture on my girlfriend's mom's rug...because i'm awesome like that. there are a few nicks in the hilt and the blade is easily scuffed, but overall i'm so stoked to own this badass piece of legendary weaponry. oh, milo's stoked too...
after all that, i began to seriously doubt my coolness. i was concerned i may be falling into the dork, geek or even nerd categories. i mean, am i slipping? posting on literary splooge sites? buying the master sword? buying a laptop backpack? naming my computer FALCON and my C and D Hard Drives HAN SOLO and CHEWBACCA, respectively, then creating personal icons for them so my desktop looks rockin':
what is happening to me?
but then, there is the fact i built my own green screen, wrote and co-directed a gory horror movie, ate mexican food today, and took these pictures:
so i guess i redeemed myself. i'll put up a poll to find out. vote'r'die!
EDIT: I went back and deleted 6 "totally"s from this post...dammit..i'm just hurting my votes.
so. got the urge to make a greenscreen..so i did. with the help of my mother and loving girlfriend:
boom baby. totally sexy and awesome, with lots of opportunities..if i had a bigger room and better lighting...hmmm.
during the day you can see the seams and such, but at night they disappear and it looks flawless. its set up pretty makeshift though.
the drawers alongside the ones seen here are pinning the 2x4 to the wall. with a desk chair pressing up against the drawers, seen here:
that old school printer? its only there to make the file cabinet beneath it heavy enough to keep the screen tight.
and thats the 2x4 to whichi've stapled the screen. it wraps once and remains propped up by the aforementioned old school printer weighted file cabinet. what results, with little to no work, is something like this:
Green Screen Test
oooh the possibilities. total cost: $29.92
oh, my mom deserves a lot of the credit, cause she did all of the sewing.
today was good. got a lot accomplished. made a greenscreen, made a movie, went grocery shopping, aaand got hired at family video. i'll post the makings of the greenscreen later, but first, production stills from the most recent Operation: KillDie Production, The Fur Trader:
totally sweet, yeah? i'm stoked for the final product. meanwhile, with my new greenscreen, i plan on producing a film that revolves around the guy who is singly responsible for the implosion of the universe, and how he deals with that fact. meaninglessness ensues, as well as my vision of what an imploded universe may look like.
now, onto some good ol' literary splooge:
if you own one of these:
...then go to hell. what used to be a symbol of a bunch of bigot hicks resorting to slaughtering their countrymen in order to keep humans enslaved, is still a symbol of a bunch of bigot hicks resorting to slaughtering their countrymen in order to keep humans enslaved, and its old fucking news. Union won, the world is a million times better place because of it, so burn this mother fucking flag before everyone else decides to burn your homes and refuse to hire you or buy crops from your lame ass farms. this flag is devoid of all pride, dignity, respect or even artistic taste. i don't know about all of the people who insist on buying decals for their ford trucks, but this symbol makes me think of failure, and how stupid the people who presented it were. you LOST! still losing. never will win. as a matter of fact. keep this flag. that way i can laugh at you every time you drive by. i see it clearly now. its a matter of marking the idiotic, so they may be avoided at all costs. unfortunately, that may still result in the burning of your homes and denial of whatever we damn well please. racist fucks.
Bengal Cat Personality: Bengal cats are playful, laid-back, affectionate, curious and almost dog-like. They can be trained to walk on a leash and many of them actually like water! If you're an apartment dweller, and have your heart set on a dog, but not enough room, a Bengal is the next best choice. Bengals make fun, affectionate, wonderful pets and are great with children, dogs and other animals. Bengal cats are addictive! Like potato chips, it's hard to stop at just one. does that say milo, or what? and the potato chip analogy? way to hit the nail on the head! not only can i not stop at one milo, but he's salty, fat-free and goes great with a burger.
i'm not sure, but tuggers is probably an american shorthair bengal tabby, pretty damn close to what milo is. judging by buggers personality, he's closely related to one of these cats:
otherwise i'd say a british/american shorthair tuxedo tabby. truth is our cats are probably so mixed it would be laughable to try and decipher their breed. i love my kitties. if i ever have a choice, meaning i don't have a chance to rescue any kitties from the snow/road, i'd probably adopt one of these fellas:
thats a cute cat. birman. or a tortoise shell:
and name her Solyluna (So-Lay-Loo-Nuh) which means Sun and Moon in Spain-ish. The awkward thing is: i don't know who's cats these are, but i'm using them for my splooging...
took me a lot of thought to do this post, wasn't sure if this is how i wanted to do it. but, here goes:
kelsey rae, perhaps a test to see if you'll ever read this, or maybe a way to surprise you in a way you never thought. i just wanted you to know, even though i may stay up late on this life consuming technological wonder, away from your warmth in bed, your steady breathing as you slumber sweetly all through the night, i am always thinking of you. always trying to include you in my doings, my life.
6 months, close to 7 we've been together, and it's felt like 3 at most. i love all the time we spend together, and i love all the thoughts of the times to come. i owe you so much more, and i pray for all the time in the world to fulfill every ounce of that debt, and more.
i know how you love shopping for jewelry. well, allow me to welcome you to your very own jewelry store. each ring or pendant is hand picked by someone extremely special to you. ;) Yellow Sapphire's for your being? diamonds for your beauty? or perhaps chakras for your soul? Look at each over and over. as many times as you wish. for as long as you wish. when you've decided, simply make your decision with the cashier box on the right hand side. be aware of the prices. it'll be fun. i hope.
price: a dazzling smile just for me
price: an embrace fluff would envy
price: one of your laughs that is followed by a giggle of true love
price: a gaze into your beautiful eyes
i hope you don't find this odd or lame. :) i just wanted the first time you reading what keeps me up away from you to be something special, in hopes to make up for all the nights i don't fall asleep as you do in my arms.
please accept my gift of appreciation for having you in my life an amazing 6 months +.
there is a lot of...shall we say: terrible white trash drama laden sludge on television these days. however, there is a light at the end of the disgusting media tunnel of reality t.v. hell.
MEERKAT MANOR!
while generally poorly HOLY SHIT i just saw milo with one eye...thats the second time i've almost cried while watching animal planet...bastards. OH STOP! so many one eyed kitties! it's terrible! Aaaand here it is on youtube: BE WARNED of one-eyed milos...
oh man...kind of funny to see that video on a literary splooge site with a background consisting of a kitten cuddling up to a grenade. no, not funny at all. not funny.
ANYWAYS. where was i? oh...poorly written and boringly narrated by Samwise Gamgee...yet, still its an amazingly sweet show with lot's of tear jerking, toe clenching, and silly giggling. if it weren't followed by an extremely depressing ASPCA commercial, i would have probably had a great night watching it. its quite addicting...please, save reality television today, support Meerkat Manor, diss MTV.
