Well blog it's been fun.
I have enjoyed scribing on this electronic tome for the past- I don't know, couple of years, but I have become disenfranchised with your behavior as of late. I expressed how I felt about you disregarding my need for editing, and I have to show you that I wasn't kidding.
This is the last post I will be entering on this blog, and I must say, that it doesn't feel very good to be doing so.
The inconvenience of not being able to go back and correct any mistakes is driving me nuts.
That and the fact that when I go to the edit page, safari continually shuts down causing me to curse and go though the tedious task of re-opening safari, navigating to the page, signing in, and going to the edit page, only to have the same damn thing happen to me again and again.
I just can't take it.
So, unless any readers have any suggestions to what may help me with my dilemma, Sayonara y'all!
It has been a gas!
PEACE.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Member' When I Posted Last? I Think It Was Waaaaaaay Back In Nineteeeeen Seventy Two...
First off, Laziness may have had a bit to do with the delay in scribing on your static-y pages dear blog, but the MAIN reason I haven't been writing is YOUR fault friend.
You see, the fact that you are not allowing me to edit out any typos, and boy oh boy are there typos...
...Because you don't allow me to edit, I can't begin a thought, save it, and then come back later to expound upon the initial thought.
To put it simply, the boundaries you have set for me have put a strain on our friendship.
I can't be expected to tell you about all the stuff going on with me in one sitting every time I sit down to write.
So, there it is blog. You gotta get yourself together, or I'm gonna have to see you later slick.
Alright, I have quite a sum of things I will be talking about this evening, starting off with the most important, then moving on to other subjects that are important, just not AS important.
This weekend my son turned one. He had a pretty awesome birthday weekend.
On friday, The Lovely Wife brought the boy to the salon, and she cut his hair. He got to walk around the salon, and schmooze with the ladies getting their hair done. "Ohhh he's sooo cute!"
Yeah, my boy will have no trouble in the heart melting dept.
I got off early, and we took the Sprite to our favorite mexican restaurant. It's really authentic, and the boy enjoyed every minute of it. (Once he got some food that we packed "just in case". Hey, we're getting pretty good at this mom and dad thing)
He did his famous side to side Ray Charles/Stevie Wonder dance moves to the Ranchero, and Mariachi tunes, conspicuously listened in on peoples conversations in the neighboring booth, and flirted with the waitresses while swiping the rice off his plate and to the floor.
After dinner, we went to Target to pick up the boy's Radio Flyer care of Poppi and Mimi.
It's a pretty sweet wagon. We wanted to get the old school steel jammie, then thought about the newer wood model with the rails, after realizing the roll out/injury likelihood would be pretty high. We decided against the railed one when we saw the new fangled Radio Flyer for the new millennium!
It's got front tires that swivel, lift up seat backs seat belts, and cup holders!
Cool! He's ready for the zoo.
We ended the evening with a birthday cupcake from a local vegan bakery which he seemed to like, and then it was off to hit the hay.
He slept like a champ, thanx to all the activities he took part in.
On sunday, he had a nice Mickey Mouse themed birthday party.
We decorated during his nap, so when he woke, he noticed all the Mickey stuff. I'm sure the boy peed himself.
The kid LOVES the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse on Disney, and if he sees Mickey or Goofy, he starts screaming
"Didee, DIDEE!!!
Who knows which character he's yelling for, but we know it's one of those two.
Anyway, the family came by (both sides) and brought him arm loads of cool toys, and clothes.
He got a Mickey cake of his own to tear into (he did not, opting to stay relatively clean- that's my boy), he had a spaghetti, meatball, lasagna dinner, got to hang out with his favorite cousin, and he had a captive audience to laugh at and prompt
an evening of entertainment. (consisting of clapping, holding his hands up in the air whenever the word "touchdown" was
mentioned, and making raspberry noises to simulated truck sounds when asked "what does a truck sound like?")
He had a heck of a birthday party, and the highlight for me was seeing him awestruck by hearing 16 people singing the birthday song to him at the same time for the first time.
I've decided to put the Kung Fu Review to rest for a while, only to be dusted off when I get the bug.
It's about time for a coney.
I dissed some good friends I hadn't seen in a while recently because I was salty that the details didn't seem to be worked out until the day I was to leave. I didn't bother to call and confirm/deny the opportunity to hang out, and after reviewing my selfish, and passive/aggressive behavior, I am truly ashamed with myself. I want to say that I am sorry for my behavior in this matter, and I hope all can be forgiven fellas.
I got to see Ms. Rohr if you're nasty, and Minty&Christian last weekend at a Jeffro Jam concert in the Short North. Seeing the ladies made me mighty happy. It was a fun evening full of Glenfiddich, great Improv(!) Space-y tunes, ego boosting, and just catching up. I got to see a guy who looked like the future version of my son, AND he had the SAME NAME!
I shit you not.
I also met a guy who had a brother with my name, and HE had MY brother's name, and their last name sounded exactly like ours, but ours has an "h" and theirs has an "r".
Weird night.
Last week I learned that one of my co-workers who I'll just call Ms. Le Fay-
(The Ms. part is gonna change soon, but it will do for now)
has the most guttural, hard-core, he-man belches that I have ever heard.
AWESOME.
I pretend I'm put off by this, but actually, I'm quite jealous.
I can't make a big giant burp like that without ending up with bile in my mouth.
Yeah.
Gross.
So I don't even try anymore.
Aqua Team Hunger Force's new season is weird (but strangely satisfying).
Watch Gareth Marengi's Darkplace for a weirder and funnier show.
Both are on Cartoon Network's Adult Swim.
Eddie Bo and Inez Chetnam's "Lover and a Friend" has got to be one of the funkiest love songs I have ever heard!!!!
By the way, I will be replacing the Kung Fu Review with the "Dusty Platter Critique". I'll be giving heads ups on old 45 records, rare groove tunes, garage rock, boogaloo, italian soundtrack music, surf rock, and old school (50's/60's) r&b.
Keep your ears peeled, and your eyes to the ground for more details.
Really, it's about time for a coney.
Aaaannnnnd- I think that's about all I have to say today.
It's getting late, and I've got to get to bed.
So, See ya.
PEACE.
(Oh yeah, if there are any typos, don't blame me)
You see, the fact that you are not allowing me to edit out any typos, and boy oh boy are there typos...
...Because you don't allow me to edit, I can't begin a thought, save it, and then come back later to expound upon the initial thought.
To put it simply, the boundaries you have set for me have put a strain on our friendship.
I can't be expected to tell you about all the stuff going on with me in one sitting every time I sit down to write.
So, there it is blog. You gotta get yourself together, or I'm gonna have to see you later slick.
Alright, I have quite a sum of things I will be talking about this evening, starting off with the most important, then moving on to other subjects that are important, just not AS important.
This weekend my son turned one. He had a pretty awesome birthday weekend.
On friday, The Lovely Wife brought the boy to the salon, and she cut his hair. He got to walk around the salon, and schmooze with the ladies getting their hair done. "Ohhh he's sooo cute!"
Yeah, my boy will have no trouble in the heart melting dept.
I got off early, and we took the Sprite to our favorite mexican restaurant. It's really authentic, and the boy enjoyed every minute of it. (Once he got some food that we packed "just in case". Hey, we're getting pretty good at this mom and dad thing)
He did his famous side to side Ray Charles/Stevie Wonder dance moves to the Ranchero, and Mariachi tunes, conspicuously listened in on peoples conversations in the neighboring booth, and flirted with the waitresses while swiping the rice off his plate and to the floor.
After dinner, we went to Target to pick up the boy's Radio Flyer care of Poppi and Mimi.
It's a pretty sweet wagon. We wanted to get the old school steel jammie, then thought about the newer wood model with the rails, after realizing the roll out/injury likelihood would be pretty high. We decided against the railed one when we saw the new fangled Radio Flyer for the new millennium!
It's got front tires that swivel, lift up seat backs seat belts, and cup holders!
Cool! He's ready for the zoo.
We ended the evening with a birthday cupcake from a local vegan bakery which he seemed to like, and then it was off to hit the hay.
He slept like a champ, thanx to all the activities he took part in.
On sunday, he had a nice Mickey Mouse themed birthday party.
We decorated during his nap, so when he woke, he noticed all the Mickey stuff. I'm sure the boy peed himself.
The kid LOVES the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse on Disney, and if he sees Mickey or Goofy, he starts screaming
"Didee, DIDEE!!!
Who knows which character he's yelling for, but we know it's one of those two.
Anyway, the family came by (both sides) and brought him arm loads of cool toys, and clothes.
He got a Mickey cake of his own to tear into (he did not, opting to stay relatively clean- that's my boy), he had a spaghetti, meatball, lasagna dinner, got to hang out with his favorite cousin, and he had a captive audience to laugh at and prompt
an evening of entertainment. (consisting of clapping, holding his hands up in the air whenever the word "touchdown" was
mentioned, and making raspberry noises to simulated truck sounds when asked "what does a truck sound like?")
He had a heck of a birthday party, and the highlight for me was seeing him awestruck by hearing 16 people singing the birthday song to him at the same time for the first time.
I've decided to put the Kung Fu Review to rest for a while, only to be dusted off when I get the bug.
It's about time for a coney.
I dissed some good friends I hadn't seen in a while recently because I was salty that the details didn't seem to be worked out until the day I was to leave. I didn't bother to call and confirm/deny the opportunity to hang out, and after reviewing my selfish, and passive/aggressive behavior, I am truly ashamed with myself. I want to say that I am sorry for my behavior in this matter, and I hope all can be forgiven fellas.
I got to see Ms. Rohr if you're nasty, and Minty&Christian last weekend at a Jeffro Jam concert in the Short North. Seeing the ladies made me mighty happy. It was a fun evening full of Glenfiddich, great Improv(!) Space-y tunes, ego boosting, and just catching up. I got to see a guy who looked like the future version of my son, AND he had the SAME NAME!
I shit you not.
I also met a guy who had a brother with my name, and HE had MY brother's name, and their last name sounded exactly like ours, but ours has an "h" and theirs has an "r".
Weird night.
Last week I learned that one of my co-workers who I'll just call Ms. Le Fay-
(The Ms. part is gonna change soon, but it will do for now)
has the most guttural, hard-core, he-man belches that I have ever heard.
AWESOME.
I pretend I'm put off by this, but actually, I'm quite jealous.
I can't make a big giant burp like that without ending up with bile in my mouth.
Yeah.
Gross.
So I don't even try anymore.
Aqua Team Hunger Force's new season is weird (but strangely satisfying).
Watch Gareth Marengi's Darkplace for a weirder and funnier show.
Both are on Cartoon Network's Adult Swim.
Eddie Bo and Inez Chetnam's "Lover and a Friend" has got to be one of the funkiest love songs I have ever heard!!!!
By the way, I will be replacing the Kung Fu Review with the "Dusty Platter Critique". I'll be giving heads ups on old 45 records, rare groove tunes, garage rock, boogaloo, italian soundtrack music, surf rock, and old school (50's/60's) r&b.
Keep your ears peeled, and your eyes to the ground for more details.
Really, it's about time for a coney.
Aaaannnnnd- I think that's about all I have to say today.
It's getting late, and I've got to get to bed.
So, See ya.
PEACE.
(Oh yeah, if there are any typos, don't blame me)
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Down At The Ceement Pond...
My boy is Schwimmin" y'all!
The lovely wife enrolled him in a swim class, and he was out of control!
We knew he loved water based on how he behaves when taking a bath, but he was in hog heaven at the pool.
When we entered the room where the pool was located, he began squirming and squealing like a pig.
The kid is a regular tadpole, and I can't wait to see him when they begin doing more advanced things.
(SORRY 'BOUT THE SMALL PHOTOS)
Peace.
Monday, January 07, 2008
Kung Fu Review #5
Whew! It's about time y'all!
I know I promised you some Kung Fu goodness weeks ago, but i have been VERY VERY busy.
My bad.
Without further ado, here is the next installment of-
Bum-Bum-Buh-Buhhhhh-
KUNG FU REVIEW!!!!!
Ok. so the maybe the fanfare was a bit much.
The film I'll be reviewing is Five Fighters from Shaolin- the sequel to Ninja Hunter
The film opens with a Pai Mei type character offering up a woman as a human sacrifice.
It's got a weird satanist feeling, with shades of reds and blacks and a spiritual slant.
All this is not accidentally subliminally sexual in nature, and Pai Mei cofirms this by penetrating the woman with a dagger
through the heart, and blood gushes everywhere in an ultra-fake stream the way it notoriously does in martial arts films.
Cut to ninjas infiltrating a Buddhist temple. Their reason for doing so is to destroy any threat to Pai Mei, by confiscating their Kung Fu manual of fighting styles.
They are then stopped by a strange monk who then reports the strange activity to his peers. They then ungratefully jeer him and disbelieve his actions, so he decides to leave the temple and recruit martial artists on his own to learn what's what with the Ninja.
During his travels he meets up with 1 hero, 1 acrobat, 2 thieves/charlatans, and 1 strongman.
They then return to the temple to provide protection, but are turned away.
realizing the temple is doomed, the monk decides to build his own temple. While doing so, our five heroes learn various fighting styles (pole, tiger, chinese boxing, some kind of kickboxing, and gymnastic), which will help them to defend their new temple from Pai. The training session is pretty neat, and there are bits of slapstick, and even a song(!?!)
Soon the temple has been built, and the 5 fighters concentrate on perfecting their skills.
Meanwhile we learn that the Ninja have'nt forgotten the monk's efforts to keep the manual from them, and they decide to jump him. That's to no avail though, because he easily dispatches them.
The monk is not out of the woods though. Pai decided to accompany the ninja, and ends up handing the monk his ass, seeking revenge for their previous fight (as seen in Ninja Hunter).
The monk escapes, but not before Pai uses some voodoo type Kung Fu skills to kill the monk.
After using an EXTREME method, the monk stops the effects of the voodoo.
As the monk makes his way back to his temple, the Ninja clan then attacks and kills one of his deciples in a particularly evil way.
The rest of the deciples then begin training even harder to exact their revenge.
They also steal the manual from the old temple and take it to the new one for safe keeping.
Pai soon visits the old temple, demanding the manual, and gives the monks three days to turn it over.
The five fighters then get the word out to pai that they have the manual, and they dare he and his ninja clan to come and get it from their temple.
He and his clan do, and that is when all sorts of Kung Fu hell breaks loose.
Using Boxing, Tiger, Pole fighting, Wuxia (swordfighting), and a cool ring acrobatic style, (Yes, the rings used in olympic competition) the fighters easily handle the ninja. The fighting is totally over the top, but it's beautifully choreographed.
Each martial artist flows with whomever they are fighting. It's a Deadly dance if you will.
I also noticed that the five fighters used the tools they trained with to whip some serious ass. Neato.
Each fighter is pretty accomplished in terms of their martial art, except of course the gymnast. He pretty much just used the rings to tie up or confuse his enemies. (No real Kung Fu skills)
They do pretty well till Pai Mei shows up & uses his funky fresh voodoo and Invincible armor type skills to gain an advantage.
I wont even go into the fact that he can detonate weapons and heads(?) at will.
His fight with the five is pretty boring until the final battle. This is WELL worth the wait.
All in all, I was pretty pleased with the film despite Extensive wire work. Although I generally don't like martial arts films with an abundance of training, there is CRAZY action throughout.
The only gripe I have about the film is the COMPLETELY unbelievable ending of the last fight. Now you know that if someone complains about a Martial Arts film being unbelievable, then that's really saying something.
Beyond the lame ending, I thought the film was an enjoyably cheesy action-packed movie, well worth a watch.
So I'm gonna give it 3 1/2 Kung Fu kicks out of 5- It would have gotten 4 but the end was the living end.
Peace.
I know I promised you some Kung Fu goodness weeks ago, but i have been VERY VERY busy.
My bad.
Without further ado, here is the next installment of-
Bum-Bum-Buh-Buhhhhh-
KUNG FU REVIEW!!!!!
Ok. so the maybe the fanfare was a bit much.
The film I'll be reviewing is Five Fighters from Shaolin- the sequel to Ninja Hunter
The film opens with a Pai Mei type character offering up a woman as a human sacrifice.
It's got a weird satanist feeling, with shades of reds and blacks and a spiritual slant.
All this is not accidentally subliminally sexual in nature, and Pai Mei cofirms this by penetrating the woman with a dagger
through the heart, and blood gushes everywhere in an ultra-fake stream the way it notoriously does in martial arts films.
Cut to ninjas infiltrating a Buddhist temple. Their reason for doing so is to destroy any threat to Pai Mei, by confiscating their Kung Fu manual of fighting styles.
They are then stopped by a strange monk who then reports the strange activity to his peers. They then ungratefully jeer him and disbelieve his actions, so he decides to leave the temple and recruit martial artists on his own to learn what's what with the Ninja.
During his travels he meets up with 1 hero, 1 acrobat, 2 thieves/charlatans, and 1 strongman.
They then return to the temple to provide protection, but are turned away.
realizing the temple is doomed, the monk decides to build his own temple. While doing so, our five heroes learn various fighting styles (pole, tiger, chinese boxing, some kind of kickboxing, and gymnastic), which will help them to defend their new temple from Pai. The training session is pretty neat, and there are bits of slapstick, and even a song(!?!)
Soon the temple has been built, and the 5 fighters concentrate on perfecting their skills.
Meanwhile we learn that the Ninja have'nt forgotten the monk's efforts to keep the manual from them, and they decide to jump him. That's to no avail though, because he easily dispatches them.
The monk is not out of the woods though. Pai decided to accompany the ninja, and ends up handing the monk his ass, seeking revenge for their previous fight (as seen in Ninja Hunter).
The monk escapes, but not before Pai uses some voodoo type Kung Fu skills to kill the monk.
After using an EXTREME method, the monk stops the effects of the voodoo.
As the monk makes his way back to his temple, the Ninja clan then attacks and kills one of his deciples in a particularly evil way.
The rest of the deciples then begin training even harder to exact their revenge.
They also steal the manual from the old temple and take it to the new one for safe keeping.
Pai soon visits the old temple, demanding the manual, and gives the monks three days to turn it over.
The five fighters then get the word out to pai that they have the manual, and they dare he and his ninja clan to come and get it from their temple.
He and his clan do, and that is when all sorts of Kung Fu hell breaks loose.
Using Boxing, Tiger, Pole fighting, Wuxia (swordfighting), and a cool ring acrobatic style, (Yes, the rings used in olympic competition) the fighters easily handle the ninja. The fighting is totally over the top, but it's beautifully choreographed.
Each martial artist flows with whomever they are fighting. It's a Deadly dance if you will.
I also noticed that the five fighters used the tools they trained with to whip some serious ass. Neato.
Each fighter is pretty accomplished in terms of their martial art, except of course the gymnast. He pretty much just used the rings to tie up or confuse his enemies. (No real Kung Fu skills)
They do pretty well till Pai Mei shows up & uses his funky fresh voodoo and Invincible armor type skills to gain an advantage.
I wont even go into the fact that he can detonate weapons and heads(?) at will.
His fight with the five is pretty boring until the final battle. This is WELL worth the wait.
All in all, I was pretty pleased with the film despite Extensive wire work. Although I generally don't like martial arts films with an abundance of training, there is CRAZY action throughout.
The only gripe I have about the film is the COMPLETELY unbelievable ending of the last fight. Now you know that if someone complains about a Martial Arts film being unbelievable, then that's really saying something.
Beyond the lame ending, I thought the film was an enjoyably cheesy action-packed movie, well worth a watch.
So I'm gonna give it 3 1/2 Kung Fu kicks out of 5- It would have gotten 4 but the end was the living end.
Peace.
Saturday, January 05, 2008
A Little Late, But Still...
Just bought the CD, and it is Great!!!
(Didn't want to download it earlier for the "set your own price" deal. The quality of the download was less than what is offered on compact disc)
Awesome disc, still slightly inferior to O.k. Computer though...
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Goodbye 2007...
Happy New Year everybody!!!
May 2008 be Peaceful, Prosperous, and Positive y'all!!!
Peace.
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