Movie Night!!!

Movie Night!!!

So, in my nearly infinite time to myself post operation, I had time to rent a few flicks, some of which I had seen numerous times, and some which I had not seen at all. I thought I'd review a few of them for you.

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Push - Thumbs Up

This was one of my Most Anticipated Films for a while. I had seen the trailer way back in the summer of '08, and was stoked to catch the film. It took me a while once it was out, but I finally saw it two weekends ago.

The story stands on its own, with great acting from a few key players, the most surprising of which was Dakota Fanning. I used to despise her acting, but after Coraline and Push, I've come to respect her a bit more.

The acutal movie centers around the use of psychic ability. Some of its many uses are very cliche, while others are truly unique and make way for some interesting plot twists and fight scenes.

It's action packed, filled with mystery, and overall a good movie. The only crap factor in this one is the end. Trying to set up a sequel, they left the end wide open with no closure.

I've tried to be a bit vague on this one, because I want you to see it. Definitely rent it some night when you're bored.

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Igor - Thumbs Down

Also on my Most Anticipated list, this one failed me horribly. What looked to be a CG version of a Burton-esque style comedy turned out to be a cheap farce.

The storyline centers around an Igor (there are many) who decides to invent something. Well, he creates life, and yada yada... I'm asleep. It sounds good, but I'd suggest it to no one.

The only redeeming quality of this movie comes from... Uh... Nothing. I was really disappointed by this movie, and I want it to show.

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That's it for today, I'll hit you up with the latter of the four movies I'm reviewing this time tomorrow.

One Line KO! (Seussified)

One Line KO! (Seussified)

I'll do these from time to time, when I don't have time to compose something worthy... Hehe
They'll have some importance to me, or I might find them inspirational.
Or, they might just be random junk I found on the net.
Mystery? Solve it then, Sherlock.

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So, the one line KO:

Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.
-Dr. Seuss

Chuck E. Bucks (Pt. 2)

Chuck E. Bucks (Pt. 2)

Alright, part deux of my one trip of Spring Break! So, after the CEC adventure, we decided to head on over to our fave hangout in the town, the McGalliard's Starbucks. We used to do this all of the time, but it had been a while since I had been there with anyone else.

So, it started out pretty normal, we ordered drinks and went outside to consume the loveliest of beverages that only Starbucks can create. I, as per uz (usual), ordered a Venti Mocha Frappucino. It's like gold in a cup, but more rich and better tasting.

However, this night was soon to become EXTRAordinary. For I had an idea. An idea that would change that trip to Starbucks like none other: Lawn Party.

Now, for this to make sense, you have to know our Starbucks layout. There's the building, a drive all the way around (4 Drive-Thru, duh), and a parking lot to one side. Now, upon immediately leaving the building heading street-side there is a patio, the location of our usual Starbucks experiences. But, on the other side of the drive, between the drive itself and the street, there is a nicely sized patch of grass, which also houses the site of the Starbucks sign.
This is where we choose to convene that night.

So, there we are. Ten feet away from cars passing by at about 30-40 miles an hour, sipping on Starbucks. It was like heaven, I tell you. Well, then we decided to interact. We began to yell at the cars, wave, and act like we were on an inverted parade route, where we were still and the audience drove past us. This even attracted the attention of people we knew! Yes, two of my friends recognized me by The Trademark, and called to ask if I was there. Yeah, the whole town knew where we were that night.

This was all and good until HE showed up. A nice (cough) gentleman in a exclusively marked car pulled in and told us to stop distracting drivers. So, we went back to the patio.

Ten minutes later, we stormed the lawn again, and romped again, this time quietly, and without driver interaction. We eventually went inside, and closed the place down, with the employees having to wait on us vacate the parking lot before they could leave.

I might have only left the house once this Spring Break, but as you can see, it was worth it.
(Also, the blogs should be shorter the next few days. Sorry for the novels, y'all.)

Chuck E. Bucks (Pt. 1)

Chuck E. Bucks (Pt. 1)

Alright, so the other night I happened upon the good fortune to take a little trip to our local Chuck E. Cheese's Restaurant. It was a fun trip, especially with the addition of Starbucks later that night. (See tomorrow's blog)

So, I hadn't been to CEC (acronym will be used for the rest of the blog) in a long time. It had definitely been a couple of years. But, it was exactly as I had remembered it. The kids, the Mouse, and the games.

The kids... Man, it had definitely been more than a couple of years. The last time I was there, I fit in. This time, I felt like Gulliver. They were all over the place, most of them not taller than my knee. It was weird, man. And, they kept diving right in front of me for games I wanted to play. AND THEY SUCK AT GAMES. Oh, man. I was loving the fact that I was setting high scores at CEC, a goal of mine for a looooong time. But, when the Mouse came, they all left the games to see him.

The Mouse. Man, when I was a kid, I'm not sure whether I liked Mickey or Chuck E. more. I know Chuck E. is a direct ripoff, designed to play on the kids' love of Mickey, whether they know it or not. But I still loved the rodent. This time, though, I barely even recognized his presence. I spent more time with the animatronic on stage than the dude in the suit. But, I had some fun times with that robot too...

Finally, the games. Nothing short of my hopes, they ruled. CEC is the only place in the area that even comes close to an arcade of the type I dream of, so I was in heaven that night. I played all of the games I loved as a kid, like Skeeball, the soccer bit, and MechWarrior4. Haha. However, there were some new greats to find this time. There was a MARIO KART ARCADE GAME (gah), and a sweet deal called Johnny Nero. I sat there with one of my friends for about ten minutes on the Nero gun game. It was the single most intense gaming session I've ever had in Chuck E. Cheese.

It was a great time, and considering our attitude and energy, we probably should have gotten thrown out multiple times. I really can't believe we stayed the whole time. But, we did, and went home with one red, one green gigantic rubber ball.

A fantastic time was had by all. (Check the rhymes of the last two lines.)

Rippin' on My Teeth

Rippin' on My Teeth

So, Monday I got some teeth brutally sliced out of my mouth. Four wisdom, to be precise. I've known people to get them out before, and I knew two things about the procedure.
1. There's a load of pain involved, and
2. You look like a flippin' chipmunk when you're done.

So, I went in with no high hopes whatsoever. I went in to the office, waited an hour after my scheduled appointment, and sat down in the Chair of Doom. Then, waited another five minutes, and the doctor came in. (By the way, I'm pretty sure my doc could have been a hippy back in the day. So, he stuck a needle in my arm, some maroon-looking stuff went in, and.....

I woke up in the car. Then, in my infinite wisdom, I made a video. It shows me, immediately after the surgery, still looped up from the drug they used to put me out. I'll get that on YouTube in a few days, and you can see it for yourself. I like to think I'm a pretty funny dude normally, but the video is just too much. XD

So, since then, I've had minimal pain, next to no swelling, and have gotten to watch a load of movies, two of which I'll be reviewing here at a later date.

So, I had a good experience, but it still sucks. Why?
Diet = Pudding, Jello, Applesauce, Broth, Mashed Potatoes, Ice Cream
NOTHING MORE.

So, for those of you that have to have this done some time,
I'm pulling for you. (But not literally. I'm no oral surgeon!)

Update Concerning Updates

Update Concerning Updates

Hey, people who read my blog! Which means I'm talking to Tofu, Colorado Blue, and the great Dkaz, if they really check the blogs they follow. XD

So, I haven't posted here for a while. Well, I plan for that to change. I'm going to start writing things down on physical paper as ideas for this blog. Then, I'll just type up a page of notes, form the grammatical structure, and have a post. This way, I can remember the things I want to post, and posts can be more often.

Also, I plan to publicize more. If you're reading this and have never been here before, start at the beginning post. There's only ten or so, I think. Not too bad, really.

Well, that's it. Whether you're from SM, know the JC personally, or randomly found this looking for Mario Bros. info (look at logo to figure joke out) I thank you for reading this, and as always,

KEEP IT CRUNK.

Crappy Musicals

Crappy Musicals

Alright, here's the deal. I'm currently involved in helping out with the musical at my school. The bad thing is, I don't like the musical. I mean, I REALLY don't like it. The crap in question is Sound of Music. I cannot describe how much I hate this musical, but I can definitely try.

When I think of the Sound of Music, I think of Osama bin Laden.
End Story. Cut, check the gate. I hate this thing.

So now, I'm going to comprise a list of things that I hate just as much as Sound of Music:
Nazis
Terrorists
Rush Limbaugh
High School Musical
Kansas (the state)
Twilight
Stephanie Meyers
CRAPPY VAMPIRE STORIES (get the point?)
Purple Shells from Mario Kart
Music and Lyrics
Country Music
Luigi Planet Purple Coin Challenge
Union City

Exactly. Now you know how much I hate this thing. Tune in next time for the Sound of Music Going Up in Flames! It's a great new musical, where Maria, Captain Von Trapp, and everyone else is killed when Americans come to liberate Europe from Nazi rule and mistake the main characters for the dreaded Germans. It's fantastic.

8,935,200 Minutes on Earth

8,935,200 Minutes on Earth

Yeah, that's right. 17. So far, ranking right up there birthday wise. I made a t-shirt to wear, that had a peace sign, Lennon lyrics, Jack-Attack, and the number 17. It was pretty kicking.

But now, for the main event. Being my birthday, I thought I'd put something super awesome on here. So now, here's an excerpt from the great, amazing song,

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CUMMINGS GENTLEMAN.

My CRUNK TRUCK!
Got some bird crap on it!
Rollin on some tires, don't you know I'm gonna flaunt it!
Music blastin' too loud for ya now?
Oh, snap! The driver say, "KA-CHOW!"

Now that I got your attention, just let me mention
that I'm sippin pretty, on some Soda Pop,
and I got plenty of bottles and cans just to give to my friends,
and now they all be callin' me the Cummings Gentleman.

WHAT?

Papa C, what you got cookin' up in that kitchen,
Cookin' fried chicken?
You know I love that dead bird,
Everything you cook is absurd.
For a young man like me.
Gotta cook it up mean, cook up the beans.
Mama done like it wit' some bread and ketchup,
now you got a meal fit for kings.

Got me some grub and I got to go out to the Benefit show.
Skanking, rockin' in the Beeson.
Jumpin up and down to the sound of the beats, son.
Look at that kid wit' da messed up grooves.
Gotta break down and show him the moves.
He ain't got what I got,
let's make it happen in the rawk spot!

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That's it.
If you want to hear a much better version, check
Kountry Gentleman - Family Force 5

Cheez-It Bliss

Cheez-It Bliss

Ok, I have said to many people before that I love food. Now, this should be taken as an understatement. I LOVE FOOD. Once again, understatement. Ok, now that we have that settled, I should expound. It seems everywhere I go, my experience with the food in that location can be directly correlated. (Except Spain, where the relationship is inverse.)

So, by this statement, and the knowledge that some of my happiest moments come from watching TV Han-style (Solo) at home in my room, should leave one to believe that I have a superfantastically awesome snack that I always consume during my down time. One would assume correctly. The snack I'm talking about, of course, is a combination of two amazing inventions.

Sunny D and Cheez-Its.
Their perfection cannot be described by man, nor to any creation of man can they be compared. Their combination is sweeter than the richest honey, and more masterful than the greatest work of Shakespeare. They are so good, there is no word to describe how good they are.... but one.

Scrumtralescent. Indeed.

Now, to the RECIPE FOR BLISS.
Ingredients: 1 Gallon Sunny D, 1 box Cheez-It
Instructions: Pour glass of SD, grab box of Cheez-Its. Sit down, turn on TV, start watching How I Met Your Mother or Conan. Eat as many Cheez-Its as your mouth can take. Turn Cheez-Its to mush. Take GIGANTIC swig of SD. Repeat from "eat." Finish box of Cheez-Its. (And for good measure, finish of the Sunny D as well.)

Now you're eating like a King. (Or Queen, if you're a girl. Or want to be called one...)