Delayed Reactions

Sorry for the absence. There was a train and I got held up at the tracks... also, my car wouldn't start and I had to fiddle around with that to see what the problem was. But I'm here now, so we can proceed with the blog:

So yeah, Rocky Balboa. I went and saw it on opening night and that seems like eons ago. I can't seem to remember lots 'o details to give you an amazing movie review about a movie that a) probably isn't even in theaters anymore, and b) most of you don't really care about anyways. The details are insignificant anyways. I've had many weeks to let it all soak in, and my overall impression is still that it was a decent movie, not the most awful movie of the year, to which I previously suggested it would be. (Maybe that would have to be Art School Confidential. Yeah, I'm sure it would)

I'm a fan of the Rocky character. Sylvester Stallone is, admittedly, not the best actor around. However, he does Rocky particularly well, and again in this movie. I'd say maybe the best since the original. (By the way, if you've never seen the original, CHECK IT OUT!) My biggest concern was that Stallone is pretty old to be doing this sort of thing. A 60 year old boxer? Please. The story ended up to work really well with his age, focusing on how Rocky is dealing with being old and the loss of Adrian.

Like I said, this was a decent movie. It has it's faults like overly cliche moments and some distracting camera work during the big fight. The big test is that I didn't feel like I wasted my hard earned roll of quarters when I left the theater. I should be a movie reviewer and that could be part of my rating system. Like, how many quarters out of a roll did this movie earn? Rock Balboa, you get $7.25.

The World Ain't Sunshine And Rainbows

Being financially strapped is the pits for a person like myself who enjoys viewing movies in the theater. I haven't seen one of them there flicks at the cinema in quite some time now. There are some really good looking movies out/coming out, some of them Oscar nomination worthy. That's too bad because the one movie I'm going to scrounge up loose change to go see is probably going to be the one at the far, far opposite end of Oscar worthy. Rocky Balboa, bitches. Rocky Balboa.

30 years after the original (and Oscar winning) Rocky came out, Sylvester decided to keep this train a-rollin'. And why the fuck not? Rocky practically won the cold war by beating Ivan Drago in Rocky IV. I think that's enough to warrant doing whatever you want. The thing about Rocky Balboa is that it's probably going to suck hard. After III, it was a quick decline to utter crap. Plus, you'd think that Rocky would be blind by now. I'm pretty sure that in II the doctors told him that he couldn't take many more to that eye of his.

When I think about it all that, that's when it seems like the movie of all movies- a perpetual underdog 65 year old boxer who should be half blind but probably isn't fights a guy named Mason "The Line" Dixon. Just don't think about how it's destined to be awful and it's the best movie of the season!

There Was Turkey And Stuff(ing)

So I guess I'm pretty much a deadbeat blog daddy. I don't know what the F is up... I swear the days and weeks have just been zipping bye. I wanted to reply to some comments about my Thanksgiving dinner this year and I just kept putting it of and then BAM! It got all December on me up in this bitch. Luckily it's never to late to talk about Thanksgiving dinner. Now first of all, let me just say that I don't know how it became tradition that I take a picture of my plate on Thanksgiving... I only did that once and that was last year. If it is tradition, well, I totally broke it this year. I thought about doing it, but the problem is that I don't have a digital camera anymore. Mine has been broken for over a year now and I just can't afford to get it fixed/get a new one. (Incidentally, if any of you would like to help resolve that situation, I will welcome and accept ca$h money.)

Basically my Thanksgiving dinner was a carbon copy of last years, minus the gold silverware. It was just my parents and I, so apparently when it's just me, the goldware stays put. Oh, I asked my mom if I can have it when she, um, doesn't want it anymore. She never really answered me, so I may have to just take it and hide it. And then sell it to Laura. She yearns to be as classy as my family.

Deux-sy

Reasons why I'm a bad blog daddy:

• My blog turned 2 years old recently. I think it was on the 12 of November, so happy belated birthday, Blog! And thanks to the few of you that still read my blog. Virtual hugs for all of you.
  
• I have been really really bad at adding new posts. The sad thing is that almost every day I think of at least two or three things that I would like to post about. Somehow I never get around to that. I blame the fact that I'm stuck using dial-up for the time being and it's so slooooow to do anything on here. Thinking about that just makes me not even want to bother. And whenever I hear the word "bother", I think of Eyore. Poor Eyore.
  

Ok, I thought I might have more for an unordered list there, but I guess not. Or maybe I just thought of how slow this will take to post and I lost interest...

Plinko El Cheapo

Bob Barker is retiring from the Price Is Right, so that pretty much throws a wrench in my theory that he's a damn robot. Unless he's trying to throw us Bob-Is-A-Robot believers off the path by retiring. I mean, why would a robot need to retire? Hmm... a trixy little bastard.

I just heard that he was throwing in the towel soon so I don't know if they plan on continuing the show with someone else. I'd say that is a tough call. On one hand, how the hell do you fill those shoes? I mean, when Rod Roddy died and that other guy took over, the announcing just never felt natural to me again. Try putting in a new host and see how well I like that. On the other hand, How can we not have the Price Is Right? It has become an American institution, much like obesity and re-runs of Everybody Loves Raymond. I hated that god awful set ever since I was a tiny tot, but having the show without those majestic carpeted walls and the glittery PIR sign? No thanks!

While I'm on the subject of the Price Is Right, I would just like to mention that I went to high school and was at one time friends with the biggest winner in the history of the show. (Well, at the time he was. That was on the Bob Barker 80th birthday prime-time special. Maybe someone else one a shit ton+1, ousting my friends shit ton of winnings.) Hmmm... I'm not sure where he ranks on my list of Most Famous People I Know. Will, you might be out of the top 3.

Chug Some Death

Wondering how much caffeine it would take to kill a person is something that we've all thought about at one time or another, am I right? Well, hallelujah because the site Death By Caffeine can answer that question for you in a few simple clicks! You get to pick your caffeine-infused beverage of choice from a list containing just about any beverage ever made, excluding ambrosia. I chose Josta as the beverage of my liking because a) I haven't thought of that drink in years and b) I couldn't really figure out why it was even on the list considering it was pulled off the market seven years ago. It turns out that it would take 235.34 cans of Josta to kill me*. Now, this isn't very scientific at all because I don't know in what time frame I would have to drink all that, and are those 12 oz. cans or what? Also, I'm pretty sure that my insides would burst open way before I even hit that number. Or my heart would explode after can number 12.


*This is, of course, written with the playful assumption that I can be killed.