I’m Just A Bad Blogger This Week

I (most likely) will not have time to post anything tomorrow. I can’t say why, but I will say that I had to shave my face. I’m not happy about it. Here’s a before and after:

Before

After:

Its not that I love my facial hair that much, its just that it allows me to be a great deal lazier, which is something I am all for. (hey. i took one of those from my parents basement. does that make me a true blogger?) So yeah, shaving had to be done, so you can guess what I’m doing tomorrow based on that information.

The good news is that I have the fasting growing hair on earth (perhaps I shouldn’t admit this) so ol’ lazy beard will be back. In honor of my lost beard, here’s a flight of the conchords video (Brett has a beard…its relevant!)

I’m Just Plain Lazy

Okay, thats not entirely true.  I have a lot on my mind and I’m sorta busy at my job.  I had a really long weekend kicked off with that 12:30am showing of Batman on Thursday night which just threw me off. I’m still recovering I think.  That plus two hot and sunny yankee games really bogged me down. I also have a bit of a big week this week.  So hence me not having a dammed thing to say. (cept for wet-sex street…i still find that hilarious).

So yeah, here’s a video about…well…you’ll see.

So I Didn’t Post Today

I had a loooong and eventful weekend.  I went to both Saturday’s and Sunday’s Yankee games and it has left my exhausted.  Sitting outside in 95 degree heat for 4 hours drinking can take a lot out of you (well i didn’t drink in the stadium saturday, but whatever. damn bleachers).  It was awesome, and I am going to miss that place.  i’ll probably wind up getting to maybe two more games this year, but its not enough.  But yeah, i’m pooped (hehe). To make it up to you, here is the essex st sign at 4am thurs night/friday morning that i noticed after Batman.  Needless to say, I thought this was hilarious.

hehe (and I uploaded myself, so it won’t turn into gay porn)

My Extremely Official, Totally Un-Sleep Deprived Review of The Dark Knight

Short Version: FUCKING AWESOME (see below for long version)

(YIKES…gay porn gone. sorry about that)

Long Version:

Well I got tickets with a friend to the 12:30am show at the AMC on 42nd st to see the most hyped thing since the advent of fire, which actually was less of a big deal at the time than you realize. I figured I’d show up fairly early, at 10:30. I mean, who shows up two hours early for a movie. Apparently, lots of people do. Like, tons. I walked the line (hehe…Johnny Cash) that wrapped down 42nd st, took a left onto 8th ave and down to 41st street, where it made another left. I was waiting about halfway down 41st, which to me, was kinda insane. I mean, the NYPD was running crowd control…for Batman. You know, he used to look like this. Wait a tic, this is a review of a movie, not of the process involved on getting into a movie…my bad.

So yeah, The Dark Knight. Heard of it? Small art house film. (bad and overused jokes!) I was ludicrously excited to see this movie. So excited I looked up ludicrous in the thesaurus so i could pepper even more adjectives around, but then I realized that was a stupid gag. But yeah, super excited. And to be honest, when the first frame wasn’t THE BEST FIRST FRAME IN MOVIE HISTORY I was a little worried I was going to be let down. Oh, but don’t you worry, its awesome. Like, really awesome.

As every reviewer has said better than I will here (cause they have to!) Gotham City looks fucking stunning. The use of real locations in Chicago just gave the city a pulse like no other fictional city in a movie could. (that means new york is better). Obviously, the action sequences are fucking out of this world. I wish I had been able to see it for the first time in Imax and get the full scope of it all, but I’m a procrastinator and those shits sold out in, like, 30 seconds. But yeah, its an incredible looking movie.

As far as the only thing that people really care about. Heath Ledger was NOT in that movie. I figured it would be weird to see him on screen for the first time, but I couldn’t. He completely disappeared into the Joker role. It was really fucking creepy. He was so twisted and so out of this world that people actually laughed a bit when he would make cracks. But it was an odd, nervous laughter. The kind of laughter that comes out in uncomfortable situations. He was over the top intense and it was incredible to see someone throw themselves so far into a role. Ledger played the part absolutely perfectly.

So yeah, I’m rambling a bit on this subject. The short version up there sums it up pretty well. This movie was incredible and if you have the chance go see it. I’m definitely seeing it again on Imax at some point in the near future. Its definitely worth it

Oh, and if anyone out there saw it. Email me or comment or something. I DESPERATELY need someone to talk about this movie too and no one at my office is as irresponsible as I am!

the dark knight

wow

its 3:45 and i’m on the j. I have to leave in four hours. worth it.

more tomorrow (or the weekend, depending on my sanity)

UPDATE ON MY NIGHT

at 12:30am I will be able to answer this question!

well closer to 3am i can answer, but whatever

Hello Friends

Like my Jim Nantz…ish title?  Well yeah, I have nothing at all of substance to write about (substance at this here blog is a bit of a stretch) but I am really in the mood to write something down, so I am going to dump some thoughts on you.  Some will be super cereal (which by the way, that super cereal tag has actually gotten me views, which is absurdly amazing) some will be super pointless…okay, all will be super pointless, whatever, I LIKE TO FEEL IMPORTANT.

My iPod was on point with the shuffle this morning.  It played some old Green Day, American Nightmare, Blink-182, The Weakerthans, and Rage, and that was just while I was on the J train.  (Is it weird that I have all of those songs on my iPod, and that playing them in that order makes perfect sense to me?)  Speaking of the iPod, I know other bloggers have touched on this before, but its amazing how much louder the volume is when i show up at work as compared to when I leave the house.  I never jack it up all at once.  When i’m in my apartment its at a reasonable volume. I turn it up a little as I leave the house, a little more as the J arrives,a little more waiting for the F and finally a little more walking past the construction sites on 6th ave. I only realize how loud I’ve pushed it when i put it on to go home and blast my eardrums into the east river (totally went new york centric on that paragraph)

I haven’t really mentioned Bobby Mercer dying here yet. Specifically, the time I ate in the very same restaurant as the man.  I don’t totally remember it, and for once I was not drunk!  No, I was 2!  I was actually born in Oklahoma City because my dad was a Geologist (like Stan’s dad) and apparently there weren’t a ton of oil rigs in Jersey, so him and my mom lived in OK when first married (which my mom loooooved…if you knew her the sarcasm would be clearer).  So I was born there.  They would go to a chinese restaurant that filled the glass of wine right to the brim all the time.  They would take me to this place and let me suck on the ribs after they ate the meat off (this sounds depressing).  Well one time we were there and so was Bobby Mercer.  Although I have no recollection of this, I’ve been told this story throughout my entire life, so I always liked Mercer.  Yeah, thats about all I have to say about that. So it goes (Vonnegut…nice)

Last night I decided to go to bed early after staying up late to watch the all-star game on tuesday night.  I probably fell asleep earlier than I had in, like, a decade. Well cut to 5:45 when I snapped out of my slumber.  BACKFIRE!  I did snooze a little bit before I had to get up, but essentially instead of lying bed at night, i lay in bed all morning.  Awesome!

All day i’ve been trying to find someone to see Batman with at 12:30 tonight with no luck.  I guess i’m the only incredibly irresponsible one of my friends.

Whatever, thats all the thoughts I can dump out of my head at this point.  I had more, but I got distracted by “work” so I lost them.  Damn.  Hopefully I find them.  If I do i’ll place them right above this for everyone to see.

Dear MLB All Stars

Thank you for being physically incapable of scoring a in extra innings until around 1:30 this morning. My droopy eyes sincerely appreciate it.

Well at least the American League won! That’s always a plus! Once again it was strange to watch the All-Star game taking place in Yankee Stadium. It was kinda insane. The opening ceremony was really nice, and it was actually nice to see Steinbrenner, even though it was just the shadow of the man who once ruled with an iron fist (chin hair be dammed!). Still, all in all, it was a really cool game. I probably should have gone to bed before it ended, or even just napped through the middle of the game. I can’t really add more to this right now, because I am exhausted. I fell asleep on my arm because i was so tired, and didn’t move until I woke up. My arm was literally a piece of spaghetti when I tried to get out of bed. If anyone could have seen it, they would have thought it was hilarious.

Hey! Did You Hear About Josh Hamilton

They mentioned it once or twice on ESPN last night. I’m sure you won’t hear about it tonight at all. Apparently he used to be on drugs. Now he’s not!

In all seriousness, its a great story that (unfortunately) we are all going to be sick and tired of by the end of the week because he put on a superhuman performance at the Home Run Derby. 28 fucking home runs in the first round! It was incredible. If I had followed through with all the rules, Josh Hamilton would have put me in a coma. (hell even just the “Back, Back” rule, let alone the “Josh Hamilton was an addict rule). Either way it was out of this world. In case you missed it Awful Announcing posted it on Deadspin and his own site. Yeah, fucking BOMBS! Who gives a shit if he didn’t actually win the thing, he improved his stock 200 fold.

It was really odd watching the Home Run Derby, an event that I watch every year, in Yankee Stadium. It was a bit like watching, I actually don’t know. Maybe like seeing your own house used as a movie set or something like that. Its a place I’ve grown up going to and watching on television. It was weird to see someone other than the Yankees and weird to see something other than a baseball game going on there.

And finally, in more sports related matters, Brett Farve can go fuck himself in his selfish asshole. You RETIRED! Why the fuck do you have to pull this shit. Your tarnishing your (impressive) legacy by coming off a selfish whiny asshole who puts yourself before not only your teammates, but the game of football which you claim to love. And you decide to break your story to GRETA VAN SHITHEAD! Really? So you burn your teammates, the game, and the sports media which has publicly fellated you for the past 10+ years? What the fuck is that about? Hey, what was the last play of yours last season? Oh yeah! Thanks!

Sorry…had to come back so that I didn’t end this post on an angry rant.  Its the All-Star game tonight.  It’s a happy day!  There’s a parade here today at like 1 O’Clock.  On 6th ave.  I work about a half block from sixth ave on the parade route, so I think I’m going to have to check that out! I do love a parade.  Ahh, happy ending.  Go AMERICAN LEAGUE!

Sorry…Didn’t Get Around To Writing

I really had plans to tell you all about my weekend.  Unfortunately I was actually sorta busy at work today.  I can tell you that pandora decided to play the below song like 7 times today and now its totally jammed in my brain.  Enjoy! I’ll be much more entertaining tomorrow (well, entertaining to myself mostly, whatever)