Friday, 27 February 2009

The Awesomeness of Movies.. Call me Smith Castle


The two greatest movies EVER made....





The Punisher: War Zone, and Shoot Em' Up. Some quick facts, Shoot Em' Up had a body count of 103, and only slighly edged The Punisher: War Zone, which had a body count of 89.
The two lead actors, Roy Stevenson for The Punisher, and Clive Owen for Shoot Em' Up, are THE greatest actors EVER!!!
They used 14 gallons of fake blood (i.e., 63 LITRES) on the set of Shoot Em' Up. Both heroes are coolness incarnate...
My recommendation for BOTH movies... A solid 10/10 rating. The only possible qualm would not originate from the movies themselves, but rather from our censorship board. Its already 18SG, WHY in goodness' sake, do you censor crude language and violent scenes??? WHY??!!!
And for THE SHITTIEST Movie of 2008... Drum Roll Please!!!
TWILIGHT!! Heavens above, what with all the posing, and the vampire-drinking-goats-blood BS and long looks into each others eyes, you'd think this movie is more about an anorexic girl daydreaming than bloodthristy vampires! I mean, come on! When jumping around like an animal on steroids, meth and kickapoo is a viable option, and you throw in a non-requirement for sleep, plus super strength... I'd say that tis' truly a miracle that the vampires dont form a group of 10 and kick the Shite out of the 6,000,000,000 of us.
And heres a twist... Vampires have shiny skin. Thats how you tell them apart from human beings. Then explain Boy George, or for you contemporary cats out there, Michael Jackson! Are they nightcrawlers as well?? HMMMM???!!! Shiny skin, geeze louise man!
What next, a 'We-love-humanity-and-will-do-whatever-is-necessary-to-protect-them-despite-our-ancient-good-versus-evil-fights-and-the-fact-that-they-want-to-kill-us-and-all-our-descendants' attitude?

Sunday, 22 February 2009

He Just Stepped on my J's!!!

[Jermaine Dupri:]Uh[Nelly:]Oooooooh[Jermaine Dupri:]Uh haha[Nelly:]Uh Uh Listen[Jermaine Dupri:]Ya'll know what this is[Nelly:]Let's GoWe used to ditch school and head straight up to the mallJust so we can be the first ones with em onReturned to school by lunchtime, like "Nigga what now? "And today we in the club like, "Nigga, what now? "Ya better look downCause UhI know you see em[Jermaine Dupri:]Say what?I know you see em[Jermaine Dupri:]Say what?I know you see em[Jermaine Dupri:]I paid1000 for the jeans[Jermaine Dupri:]I paid200 for the shoesAnd uh Shucks a shirt, I'm a rock dez tatoosYou see my fitted mayneI represent da cribCause even at the cribI represent the crib[Jermaine Dupri:]II pop my grill in[Jermaine Dupri:]And IMight let my chain hang[Jermaine Dupri:]And IMight wrap my wrist, dang[Jermaine Dupri:]Go on derrty do the damn thangI get em free[Jermaine Dupri:]Say whatBut I pay, and if I want I rock a different Yurr of J's E'rrdayA different style, different color is a mustBut uhIt's all good until I get my first scuff and I'm likeCHORUS:Hell Naw aint no way[WHATS WRONG]Man he den stepped on my Jay'sstepped on my Jayshe den stepped on my Jay'sDese just came outHe den stepped on my Jay'sI got dem all [[GOT ALL]]But they dont get no runlike them 13 7's number 4 and the 1'sI like how they look with Dickieshow that Levi lay on emIf you aint got em when you see meYou definitly gon want themIf they new I gotta get them first old i just pop a boxhook em with a shirtAND DA MATCHING COLOR SOXSi think the coldest was the black on blackthe Leather with the Red bottomsI den order the #9You should of seem me when I got themI was in my house(in my house)Dancin in the mirrorstraight thinkin bout gettin outand how Im bout to kill emYou know You got a pair that nobody gotYou cant hold dem back homie you gotta rock!!My attic of Jordan fanatic lil morris blackmanand I know when there comeanother color errthing is happenin[[YA KNOW]]a different stylea different colorIs a mustBut Uh..Its ALL GOOD till I get my 1st scuffand im like[CHORUS]2XsHell Naw aint no way[WHATS WRONG]Man he den stepped on my Jay'sstepped on my Jayshe den stepped on my Jay'sDese just came outHe den stepped on my Jay's[Ciara]I-I-I see you lil' Daddy you look sexy with them j's onI pull up in the drop, step out with them thangs onI got me the black and pink and leather with the gray matching with the skinny jeans off with the shadesI know you see me (i know you see me)My Jeans be never slippinPaparazzi I might stop and take a picture in emYeah, we be fresh every dayAnd if youre lookin for me lil' daddy you can find me in the A[A, A, A]I Got the Metro 1's, then I bought the 2's and the 3's and the 4's..I had to order these you cant find them in the storesCalled up my stylist like 'shawty, Send more...'If you would, please, Send em to me out on tour [Ah, Ah, Ah]They'll be here any minute, man..See, I got that that connectWhere I can damn near get like anythingPose on em, Then imma stroll on em..I call my hook up at the store like put a hold on em...Them Carolina # 9's Matching patten Leather wrist band, Patten Leather #11's..We call em 'Space Jams'..spacejamsYou in my Space, man space manI'll Make you jump, manI'll make you Jump, Jump, Jump Jumpman..See on my weekends..My Jay's play a partIm rockin these to da club and these to the parkIm puttin these on now and these, here, tomorrow..A spurr-off in my carJust in case I catch a scarr..[CHORUS]Hell Naw aint no way[WHATS WRONG]Man he den stepped on my Jay'sstepped on my Jayshe den stepped on my Jay'sDese just came outHe den stepped on my Jay's

Friday, 20 February 2009

Stupid Boys Whom Act like Big Fat Dukes

My brother Aaron.

Nuff' said

Cremation of Cockatoos (Dead, that is, you evil supporter of Vivisections!)

When children get wildly out of range, they need a good smack to get them back in (range, that is)



I heard a funny story on the radio the other day. In a shopping mall, a little girl was sitting on her fathers lap and crying out "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" whilst staring about like a moose high on Coke (determine which substance you would rather for the context, but do note the capitalisation, which, in itself, indicates my bearing. Or does it?)



This, whilst the frustrated father repeatedly lamented with her... "Daddy is right here! Why are you crying? Daddy is right here?" Haha, such are the joys of childhood, where taking a crap any and everywhere isn't merely a privilege, but a RIGHT. However, I do believe that kids and parents nowadays dont get anywhere near the daily recommended, 'smack quota'. All this bleeding-heart BS about not smacking your kids... Its disgusting man!


I'm sure you concur.

Dont I miss crapping all over. Nevertheless, this weblog seems to achieve as much.



Like, zen man.

The Indifference Associated With Coelacanths



This is my favourite specimen when it comes to ichthyology. And, to some extents, etymology. I like the spelling and the way in which the word plays into historical advents. And how my brother does not lift a finger despite being an Organising person.


And I love the Burkina Fasoan's. Dr. Mohammad Ali promises me the billions of a client of his. His client died, together with his entire clan, and now, I'm a billionaire. See all you losers from the tinted glass of my bullet-proof limousine. I'll stream dollar bills, so just follow the carpet of green.




And what about cooking in a dude's house? I feel so cool man... Yeah, chilling with my homies yo, yo yo (make weird hand gestures)
And what about arranging whence there is class? Or if there are social divides, can there then be any divisions? Revolution, I say!!!
Zombie-killing, the main-stay of Zoey, Louis, Ol' Bill and Francis, the biker with a nerdy name!

Wednesday, 11 February 2009

Etiquette

Peter Post: Speaking a different language with co-workers is rude
Opinion by Peter Post
Tucson, Arizona Published: 12.18.2007

Q Is it rude to speak a different language in front of others at work? A few people at my job tend to speak to certain colleagues in their "native" language while in the presence of other co-workers (I put "native" in quotes because these individuals were born and raised in the United States and hold advanced degrees, and are fluent in both the language of their culture and that of their citizen country).
Sometimes they're talking about work-related issues and sometimes they aren't.
I myself understand their native language, but I believe it's inconsiderate to speak a language in front of others who don't understand it, regardless of whether the topic is personal or professional. They do this, by the way, whether the excluded person is a friend or not. I appreciate any advice you have to offer on this.
A This is clearly one of the most vexing issues received by this column. The problem in the situation you describe, from an etiquette perspective, is that anytime people engage in behavior that's exclusionary, it causes difficulty. Speaking in a language that others can't understand when you could be using an inclusive language is like whispering, and it's rude.
The conversation may be perfectly innocent, but from the viewpoint of the people being excluded, they feel like they're being treated rudely.
The issue is really one of consideration, of making the effort to understand how your behavior is affecting others and then asking yourself: "If I were on the receiving end of that behavior, how would I feel?"
Being excluded never feels good. If the intent of your co-workers is to have a private conversation, then they should move away and have the conversation in private. Otherwise, they should put off the conversation until later. My advice is to say something like: "Jim, I'm sorry I missed that. Did you have something you wanted to say?"

http://education.waikato.ac.nz/research/files/etpc/files/2007v6n2nar1.pdf

http://www.thedailyplate.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=22&t=31205&st=0&sk=t&sd=a&start=15

http://seeker.dice.com/olc/thread.jspa?messageID=88449&tstart=0

http://blogs.msdn.com/oldnewthing/archive/2005/08/04/447655.aspx

Micahel Buble comes to mind... Think of the lyrics in 'Lost' sung by him, and you'll catch my drift, eh?

Friday, 6 February 2009

The Making of Sense and the Sense of being Made




I had quite an interesting discussion the other day. ALL Mammals, whence fat, are cute. The ONLY exception to this rule would be people. Case in point;




As against;


I rest my case. And I shall now put my computer to rest, after it stored SUCh a hideous picture!
(As a disclaimer, I do NOT discriminate against horizontally superior people. I was just trying to get the message across that, at times, nature does seem quite unfair)
Cheers!