Bad Dog!

Duane Chapman's (Dog the Bounty Hunter) son sent a recorded message he received from his dad to the National Enquirer magazine chock full of the word Nigger- describing his unhappiness with his son's descision to date a black woman. His major concern with the son dating the woman ("This has nothing to do with her being a Nigger") was the chance that this "Nigger" would overhear their family using the word in normal conversation(?!?!), and report the news to the Enquirer, thus ending his "career".
Ha.
Hopefully that's the LEAST that happens, duane.

Happy Halloween!!!

Hey everybody!
Hope your halloween is extra scary this year!
Well, I didn't make it to any haunted attractions, but it was a pretty spooky halloween week for me despite the absence of haunted houses, forests, and that sort of thing.
I ended up going to the movie on monday, and I saw "30 days of night". It was a pretty scary vampire flick, dealing with a group of bloodsuckers that decide to relocate to a small village in alaska where for a month they are covered in darknesss- day and night.
It was gory, and full of suprises, and there was a decapitation that looked so real, I ended up applauding in the theater.
I know the people in front of me were appaled, but hell- I've seen some chopped heads in films before, and none of them have made me wince and want to look away as much as that scene.
I must say, that I am a fan of vampire and zombie movies.
I love them so much because they scare me so much.
Two reasons why they scare me so are:
1. They both chase you relentlessly. My worst nightmares generally have to do with me being chased, and that's all that zombies and vamps do in movies. You can't get away from either one, because neither of them tire out.
So, if either is on your ass, then you've had it friend.

2. They freakin' EAT people!!! I mean, that's gotta be the worst way to go right? To be eaten alive would NOT be good.
I think the notion of being devoured plays on the most base of our fears, and it is certainly not lost on me.

Despite the anxiety, fear, and uneasiness that these films make me feel, I still LOVE em'.
I could watch them all day long.
And on Tuesday, I did.
I watched about four cheesy zombie movies back to back off and on broadcast on the sci-fi channel. Micah even watched them with me in between playing, and napping.
Tonight I'm going to finish out my Halloween festivities with "The Horror of Dracula", but first the lovely wife and I will be taking the boy out for tricks and treats to our neighbors houses. (photos to come tomorrow)

Rest In PEACE.

Dam, Man!

Today the Lovely Wife, Sprout and I went to Hoover Dam to walk around and look at the fall foliage.
Oh, and of course the dam.
The wife, the boy and I enjoyed the scenery, and the beautiful fall day.It was pretty fun.
We have'nt gotten out to just hang for a long time, so this was quite a treat.



PEACE.

Look Ma! I'm Dancin! I'm Dancin!

The boy really LOVES to dance y'all!
These were taken today, while he was digging in his toy drawer.
See, my lovely wife emptied all the crap out of a regular drawer that he gravitates to, and put some of his toys and other junk in there so he can also root around in the kitchen like his mom and dad do from time to time.
Anyway-
a song he likes came on, and he started bopping around.
Yeeeaaah buddy!
My boy was movin!
This weekend, while hanging with Scotty-D, he danced to nearly every commercial that had some tunes playing in the background. Incidentally, you'd be amazed by how many commercials have some form of music behind them hyping you up, and getting you amped to consume their product.
Anyway-
I COULD'NT be more proud of the boy.
But what's cool is, I know he'll do something tomorrow to outdo all the amazing stuff he did today.


PEACE.

Haunted Attraction time baby!!!

OOOOOOOOoooooooo folks!
It's that time again. The end of October is swiftly approaching. The time when ghouls, ghosts, witches, and warlocks emerge from their hiding places and roam from dusk til dawn.
Spooookyyy!
It's also the time when droves of people visit haunted houses, forests, hoochies(?), and baseball parks to voluntarily have the CRAP scared out of them.
I am one of those people.
Last year, I made plans to visit an attraction with a few of my then co-workers. Unfortunately, those plans never came to fruition.
THIS year though, I have a whole new group of pidgeons, er-
co-workers to coerce,
CONVINCE
to join me for a scary evening.
I'll kep you posted as to the status of my frightful folly.

PEACE.

Should I be mad?

Are these fans oblivious to how offended someone could potentially have been by their make-up jobs?

They're OBVIOUSLY oblivious to the fact that their make-up jobs likely increased the potential for ass whippins by those same potentially offended people.



PEACE.

Snip Snip Snip...

Well, it's been about 24 hours and the kid's wee-wee is still attached, so I guess all is well.
He still has gauze around his appendage, so I have'nt been able to see the surgeon's handywork.
It should just slide off by tommorrow according to the doctor, so I will get a look then.
The hospital visit was pretty routine, meaning that the operation was scheduled for noon, and we ended up sitting and WAITING an extra hour and a half till he was taken back to the little operating room. (Keep in mind the hospital had us check in at 9:00)
Once the operation was underway, the lovely wife and I were escorted to a waiting room full of other parents, grandparents, and various other folks smiling, joking, crying, and solemnly waiting for good news.
We waited for about 35 min. and then checked in with the nurses, who informed us that the boy was finished, but had to wait in recovery for another 30.
Damn, Man!
So we waited some more.
When we finally saw the boy, he was just kinda looking like, "Hey mom and Dad. What's goin' on? I'm a little fuzzy, but otherwise, everything's cool."
We were happy to see him, and relieved that his willie did'nt seem to be causing him the pain I had anticipated.
We then made our way home, and after a nice relaxing nap, he was back at it, moving around on all fours like a madman!
It was as if the surgery had'nt even occurred.
My guess is, he was hopped up on codine, and was feeling ALRIGHT...
He had a pretty good night's rest too- although he woke up this morning at about 5:00.
Damn, Man!
It was cool, though.
Cuz my boy is A-ok!

Weekend Recap

This is shaping up to be a pretty busy weekend.
After work on Saturday, (I arrived home at 5:30, after going in at 9:00) the lovely wife and I watched the Ohio State vs. Purdue football game with a couple neighbors.
I made my annual "Night Game Chili" that cooked ALL day.
The Indians WON.
Sunday, I TRIED to install a folding door in our newly named sitting room. It used to be the t.v. room, but we took out ALL the electronics and moved them to what used to be the "sitting" or living room.
The t.v./electronics sat in what used to be a closet, and the doors which used to be on the closet were stored in the VERY damp room where our sump pump is located. Needless to say, the future of wood (particle board) does not bode well when extended exposure to moisture is in the cards.
I made the lovely wife mad.
REAL MAD.
The Indians LOST.
The boy goes in for weiner (tee-hee- see Visitors for Us- Strike That. Visitors for the Boy entry) surgery tomorrow.
I'm still a bit nervous, but I 'm cool. He will be a new boy tomorrow, and it will just be a new challenge for the lovely wife and I to face.
Good Luck to us.
And finally, my Dad and my Brother will arrive sometime tomorrow.
RIGHT ON!

Well, I guess you're up to speed in terms of what's what, so I guess I should say-


PEACE.

Kung Fu Review #3

Curse of the Golden Flower

What up people! It's that time again.
Kung Fu Review y'all!
I re-watched Curse of the Golden Flower, and was amazed by the sheer beauty of the film. It is a film which was directed by
the same director of Hero with Jet Li (stay tuned for a review). It's a visually breathtaking Wuxia, or swordfighting film which is saturated with near neon colors of golds, reds, pinks, blues, and blacks which seem to fit the moods, the personalities, and the actions of each character.
The film takes place in china during the tenth century, and opens with the emperor (Chow Yung Fat) returning home from a campaign suspicious that eldest of his three sons is planning to usurp his position. He later spars with him in order to learn of his true intentions, his skill level, and discourage him from entertaining any thoughts of rebellion.
Also during the opening, we see the emperess (Gong Li) during her preparation to receive the emperor. Before she meets with her husband she is required to drink a mixture of herbs to counteract her life threatening illness. She soon learns that she is slowly being poisoned by the elixer she has been taking for nearly a year. She had suspicions about what was happening but had been powerless to discontinue her medication because it was the will of her husband. Betrayed, she becomes a woman scorned. She decides to try and sway her sons to side with her and overthrow her husband, utilizing the golden flower (Chrysanthemum) as her symbol for revenge, rebellion, and liberation.
The film is feels Shakespearean throughout, full of betrayal, contradiction, deceit, and death. This makes for a feeling of uneasiness throughout- almost as if you know something bad is most certainly about to happen at any moment. There are amazing action sequences, but I have to complain about the amount of wire work. There was no real physical prowess exhibited by the actors, (neither Chow or Gong are martial artists) but their acting chops more than made up the difference. Chow makes for a very imposing and overbearing emperor, and Gong is just as powerful in how reserved she is, with a seething hate boiling for her husband beneath the surface. If you liked Hero, and Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon, then give this film a try. It is beautiful to look at, and a very well done and acted film.
I would have given it a higher rating, but this is a MARTIAL ARTS film review, and there is very little within. Also, the actors are not martial artists, so I will give the film four kung fu kicks out of five.

PEACE.

Sound Tribe Sector 9

Just got back from a Sound Tribe Sector 9 concert that my homeboy Scotty-D was so gracious to invite me to.
It was a great concert. I even got a t-shirt. (I ONLY get concert tees from bands that prove themselves in their live shows)
The concert was definitely an experience, and can be summed up by the words
Tye-dye
Patchoulli
Marijuana Smoke
Jazz Electro Funk
Trippy Light Show
Funky Breaks
AWESOME Music
Positive Vibe
Neo-Hippies
Fun
The only thing that the night was missing was Ms. Rohr if You're Nasty.
She's the one who turned me on to STS9.

Thanx again for the ticket Scotty-D


PEACE.

Curse of the Golden Flower

BEAUTIFUL FILM.
ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL.

Visitors for Us- Strike That. Visitors for the Boy

This coming monday, my brother will be moving back to Columbus from Pensacola Florida.
I'm pretty happy about it, because there will be a member of my immediate family in town to help influence the sprout
in the ways of our clan. (Not so sure that's a good thing...
...JUST KIDDING MOM&DAD)
My parents will remain in P-cola, maintaining the ideal vacation spot they call home. I'm sure they will miss my brother, even though he had his own place, and his job (Archeologist) kept him out of town for months at a time. So even though they were used to him not being home, at least he was in the same city.
Anyway, in order to get here, he and my dad will be driving a truck with all his crap from there to here.
Man, I tell ya, I don't envy them a bit. I'm not the one to be driving 12 hours in a U-Haul, thank you very much.
They are scheduled to arrive on monday, which is the same day the boy has to go in for his "surgery".

Yeah, yeah, blog.

I KNOW I didn't divulge anything about the Sprout's medical procedure.
I didn't feel it was THAT big a deal. He's just going in for a bit of a weiner snip.
He was born with a partially circumcised wang, and the baby doc said the extra skin was really no big deal.
So we left it alone.
Time passed, and the decision to just leave his dipstick alone was revoked, and so, snip snip.
When my family arrives on monday, there is a good chance we will either be in surgery, on our way home, or tending to the boy's pecker needs.
(I tried to use as many lewd penis references, because
1. I hate the word penis {Even though that will be the name we refer to it with him}
and
2. How often do you get the opportunity to use dirty words to describe a wanker?)

If I get a chance though, I'm gonna take some time out to help my dad and brother move some stuff into his place.
I'm sure the effects of the anesthesia will not wear off for the entire day, and he will be catching some major Z's, so that may give me a chance to help out.
I will keep you posted, dear blog as to the details of the boy's surgery, and how he is doing afterward.
So, that's about all that's going on, and I want to wish my dad and brother a safe, swift trip up, and I can't wait to see you guys.

PEACE.