For this reason alone, I wish today was OCTOBER 31st instead of August 31st:
The Walking Dead
I doubt this will be as violently graphic as the comic, but I'm sure Darabont will do the series justice.
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Tuesday, August 31, 2010
The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Anymore
I doubt this will be as violently graphic as the comic, but I'm sure Darabont will do the series justice.
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Who's Been Here?
Just curious if any of my fellow bloggers have a Reader that looks like this?
I've come close, but I've never achieved the (1000+) before now. I knew I'd gotten behind, but this is friggin' insane! And considering I'll be at DragonCon for the Labor Day weekend, I don't see me making great strides to resolving this situation anytime soon.
When your online life gets bogged down, how do you cope?
Monday, August 30, 2010
MMM: I'm More Atari
Happy Monday stargazers! I'm back in good health, relatively speaking. The pesky summer cold has passed, but has left a metric shit-ton of uncompleted tasks in its wake. I'm pretty sure I had this mountain of work to do before I got sick, but you know how it can seemingly inflate when you're out of commission.
That's neither here nor there. What is here is the Monday Mood Music, yay! Today's selection is the latest from Thomas DeCarlo Calloway. You many not be familiar with the name, but it's just one of many the man has been known by. He started out as a member of the Goodie Mob and later joined forces with DJ Danger Mouse to form Gnarls Barkley. He's portrayed the voice of Reverend Rollo Goodlove on The Boondocks. That unique voice belongs to no other than Cee Lo Green.
The Atlanta native released a new single just over ten days ago and it's been blazing through the internets. I actually stopped it 57 seconds in to tell wifey this was my new jam. That's how quickly I was hooked. Here's the latest single from the mind and mouth of Cee Lo:
Cee Lo Green - Fuck You
I'm off to wrestle this workload into submission. Here's to a great week.
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Friday, August 27, 2010
FMK Friday: The Siblings of Michael Bluth
Before the final hours of Friday wane, let's crank up another round of Fuck, Marry Kill!
To play I present you, my readers, with three people. You must decide which person you'd like to bed, which you'd wed and which you want dead. It's not always as simple as it sounds.
The theme of Round 5,
Little Women, Big Guns, garnered a total of seven votes. I was disappointed to see one contender got no love, but the masses have spoken. Let's see which petite pistol-packin' mama; Rose McGowan, Zoe Saldana, or Gabrielle Anwar, murdered the competition:
Marry Zoe,
Kill Gabrielle
Taking a closer look at the votes we see:
While there appears to be a split decision, it's apparent one lady didn't stand a chance.
Fuck Rose or Fuck Zoe: Whaddaya know, voters felt Rose was good to go. There wouldn't have been a tie except I chose to bed Zoe instead of Rose. I agree with Alex of Film Forager, Zoe's way hot and worthy of a toss and tumble, but she's got a cold, impersonal vibe.
Marry Rose or Marry Zoe: Most voted to wed Zoe, but Rose is the total package. She's got the rough and tough attitude with a soft, cuddly exterior. Alex is all about snuggling up next to a warm machine gun leg muzzle as long as it keeps him safe from the zombies. Me, I love a good laugh, and Rose has the makings of a great stand-up comic.
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Welcome to Round 6. September is right around the corner and with it comes the new Fall TV lineup. I've watched a good bit of the previews, and these upcoming "events" make my head hurt. At least there are some great shows returning. Still, it got me reminiscing about shows taken from us too soon and the great characters we lost. While the new 2010 shows vie for your affections, let's see how the sibling rivalry from one of TV's greatest dysfunctional families plays out!
Fuck, Marry, Kill
The Siblings of Michael Bluth
From left to right
Lindsay Bluth Fünke; Self-proclaimed activist, Lindsay seems to look for love in all the wrong places. Who can blame her? It's tough to be married to a never-nude, analrapist.
George 'Gob' Bluth II; President of the Bluth Company, founder of the Magician's Alliance, part-time magician and ventriloquist; it may sound like Gob has it all. Really, he's just looking to be intimate with someone besides Franklin.
Byron "Buster" Bluth; Buster's a learned scholar, but a bit of a mama's boy. He may seem socially awkward, but he's got proven skills when it comes to wooing the more mature ladies.
Round 6 will run until September 23rd. That gives you four weeks to decide which Bluth is right for you. A tough decision and one that may come down to whose chicken dance you prefer most.
Choose wisely.
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Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
MMM: Wasted on Fixing All the Problems
A good Monday morning to you, stargazers, Well, not so good on my end. After a weekend on the road, I've come back home with that summer cold that's been floating around. Coincidentally, I had a physical this morning and the doctor verified I'm infected with this sinus crud. It should go way quickly, but I don't see myself tackling too much until it does.
In the meantime, you folks need your fix of Monday Mood Music. I decided to chose a British folk rock group that's been burning up my Pod the past few weeks. I'll do the research on these fellas some other time. For now, enjoy:
Mumford & Sons - Little Lion Man
Here's to your health! May you steer clear of the summer crud.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
A Quickie: Salt
Evelyn Salt (Angelina Jolie, Mr. & Mrs. Smith) is a Susie SuperSpy for the CIA by day, but tries to be little Holly Homemaker to her scientist hubby (August Diehl, Inglorious Basterds) by night. Before she can tie on her apron, she must interrogate a Russian defector, Vassily Orlov (Daniel Olbrychski), who has casually waltzed into the CIA's secret headquarters. Orlov reveals Salt is actually Debbie DoubleAgent planted by the Russians to initiate the heinous 'Day X'. Panicked dinner won't be ready in time, Salt escapes. Agent Peabody (Chiwetel Ejiofor, Serenity), a.k.a. Bobby By-the-Book, grabs Salt's friend and coworker, Ted Winter (Liev Shreiber, Manchurian Candidate), and pursues her. The race to stop Salt before 'Day X,' while Salt rushes to save the ham from overcooking.
Okay. Maybe Salt isn't so much worried that she'll burn the pineapple, but rather that her husband has been abducted, but six and half-a-dozen, right? Salt is writer Kurt Wimmer's (The Recruit) mad dash of a story full of twists; some surprising, most obvious. To properly enjoy the story you must first accept that the US Government's most secure agencies have shit hiring practices. More damn Russian spies crawl out of the woodwork than cockroaches from a dumpster.
On the flipside, actual, dyed-in-the-wool, highly-trained 'Mericans can't stop this one woman. Jolie sells Salt's determination and skill, which is why Salt works as well as it does. The fight choreography makes Salt a believable, and sometimes exceptionally violent, ass-whooping wonder. However, the dull chase sequences and watching her survive one impossible jump after another negates much of that excitement.
Director Phillip Noyce (The Bone Collector) creates a decent action thrill-ride by this summer's standards; not saying much given the summer of '10 scorecard. Most disappointing is how the ending begs for a sequel. If the studio had truly been looking to franchise Salt, a more flavorful and unique beginning would have been preferable to post-story pandering.
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