May 27, 2011

movieblasting

I go though phases where I simply immerse myself in the movies like a fat kid in rich, creamery butter. Now is totally one of those times. It's Thursday; I'm running on an empty tank after a big day at the office and a long night. Any sane, logical person would have gone to bed hours ago and stayed there, however, unlike your average bear, I keep on going.

Tonight I have plowed through most of Body of Lies (until I passed out). I later woke to finish the last part of the Neverending Story followed by the end of Taxi Driver, and now, instead of picking up where I left off in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, I have decided to restart that juggernaut of a film. This is bat country as you very well know. Who knows, I might be leaving on a jet plane to go to there for work to fix stuff that is broken. Unlikely, but who knows. 

Man I love my job. The randomness of my day-to-day activities suits my personality and lifestyle very well. That and I work with some of the most entertaining human beings alive; No matter how busy things get and how crazy the work; it's like a party.

I seem to have a tendency to not finish the movies I start and it erks me to no end. I'm a bit of a perfectionist; I need to finish what I start, well, unless it relates to the installation of doors; let's not go to there. Doors are what keep the crazy people out apparently.

In the movies I have watched today there have been some gems (like Paul). My ears perked in Taxi Driver where one of the cabbies was describing his love of midgets that I too share. The little people had a weak reference in Neverending Story where the big rock guy was talking about his big strong hands and how he was unable to save his little friends from the nothing. Btw, that movie ROCKS. It's a childhood favorite of mine; I think we had a VHS copy of the movie which included Ghostbusters and the Goonies. Something like that. I must have watched these three movies 500 times in my life. Watching it for the first time on bluray was like having new eyes. Yes, I'm an organ donor.

Just now, Johhny Depp threw change onto the floor when the midget who has hair like my father made the ahem noise for a tip. That's right, you walk out on that bill and screw that little dude over; he has short legs and the likelihood of him catching you is slim to none.

I am totally dressing up as Hunter S. Thompson for Halloween this year. This costume will be epic. I will internet buy whatever pieces I need to hit the ball out of the park with this one. We talk the same; short and choppy and with ability to make Sergio shake his head with the non-sense. I could be a reporter I guess, sure, why not. Routhier will be my Samoan! Dr. Gonzo and he are the same. Maybe Halloween this year won't even feel like we're dressed up. This way to awesome times.

I could add photos and movie clips but I'm lazy and don't want to. If you wanna see what I'm talking about you should cover over and help movieblast; it's a lot of fun. The stuff coming out of Johnny Depp's mouth is gold; later.

May 23, 2011

may long weekend

Rather than go over what went down this May Long, I thought a photo montage would suffice. This was a pretty rad weekend filled with laughs, beers, laughs, rockin' out, laughs, beers, uh, beers and laughs. Twas Dave's epic sized birthday thus ending the reign of terror that was his 20's but the birth of his Seinfeld years. Twas also my second timekode adventure and pre-game rock out at casa del Routhier. Twas also also the end of days... it seems ever couple years the world is going to end. SERIOUSLY people, predicting the non-end of the world should be a paddlin'. Screw those math people and their attention to biblical ancient proverb crap! Obviously I'll use the greatest ass paddle of all time; the Assanator.


Seriously, movies have no influence on me whatsoever. What can I Assanate today...?


I made 16 of these crazy things; I wonder how many survived.

The calm before the weekend.

Pretty fuckin' awesome if you ask me!

Smoking; it makes you cool and is totally awesome!

Rice cooker fail! The awesomeness blew the cord right off!

IT's like 6PM; that means it's party time! Excellent.


Well, party time for some, bunny wabbits for others.





I had my fun.





Badass. We can't be trusted. No doubt.


Routhier wakes!


Most impressive. Walked upstairs to his room with his eyes closed only to promptly return after 2 minutes and shotgun a beer in the sink. Right On! 


Rock out time!


Everybody in the house getting singy!


Right On!

Bahahaha; to timekode!

See you at the beach.


We created a graveyard of Corona's. Most excellent.


At night everything seemed a bit blurry.


Enough wood for several fires; but it wasn't enough.


Givin' er!


At least your head is out of the hot.


Creepiest guitar ever. It WAS leaning against a stick. Where did it go? Creeptastic.


We kept losing peoples.


Im a firestarter, twisted firestarter


Burntastic


Rosemary's Baby much? Creepy behind us-ness. 
Arnprior and all her glory.


El big dipper.


Birthday cocktails anyone?

Not everyday you get to see something like this.

We had LOTS of cake.
Last of the craziness was open mic night at Quinn's for Dave's birthday finale. He rocked the house with an awesome take of Arcade fire... Take a listen...