tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9416242955228519842024-02-22T10:03:08.707-08:00Thirty4Point5"Most People Are What They Do... But You Do What You Are" - My MomPeter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-38497001172189090122012-03-10T07:42:00.003-08:002012-03-10T07:46:36.478-08:00WHERE'S KONY 2012<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRJfqrOpSqobRm3oSgo4G6YIQRqmnrAc1En-_yK4xqIq7OEh6t5yVM_BUJ_pf_Q-OSv-dMylq8YWDsVXKAh8yJzYJNqKCiRnAacpK11uQDvoRUQY6r_pUL5j6o4WTMPhWlGNZzYACPH8Id/s1600/where%2527s+kony+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 142px; height: 320px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5718294902037537058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRJfqrOpSqobRm3oSgo4G6YIQRqmnrAc1En-_yK4xqIq7OEh6t5yVM_BUJ_pf_Q-OSv-dMylq8YWDsVXKAh8yJzYJNqKCiRnAacpK11uQDvoRUQY6r_pUL5j6o4WTMPhWlGNZzYACPH8Id/s320/where%2527s+kony+copy.jpg" /></a>okay, okay.... I've been away for a while. SOOOOOOOOOOOO much has changed that I may just have to kick down the science to y'all's in the next-to-near-future. Until then, let's do this shit instead!<p></p><div> </div><div>Never to be outdone, I thought I'd step up the KONY 2012 a bit with a campaign of my own. I mean, let's face it; it's been the better part of a week on this old campaign and still no Kony brought to justice. We are the internet. We demand justice now (but mostly of those who don't crusade in the same way we would if we did, in fact, do any crusading ourselves). So I put together this grassroots-gr...assroots campaign... one we could ALL get behind in a global effort to make REAL change. Saving children is cool and all... but campaigning to save children is even cooler. Spread this baby like internet wildfire and see where real action can make a difference. Our difference. Plus, Kony is a bad, bad dude. Fer real. C'mon, brobro's, let's do this shit! WHERE'S KONY 2012 (p.s... my organization is broke. Please send donations. And yes, I WILL spend it on myself. I just want too make that clear before you "expose" the truth). now go.... GOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! print this! post it up! Be a part of change! Stop the violence! Send cash! (this message brought to you by Thirty4Point5 and it's affiliates, associates and cronies... AKA me, myself and I)</div>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-64696381089600520162010-08-26T16:38:00.011-07:002010-08-26T18:04:10.560-07:00Job Adventure: Part Deux - The Wrath Of KhanToday I found a job on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Craigslist</span></span> that I was very interested in... and it was only 2 blocks from my home! Because I'm fairly <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">ill prepared</span> for this adventure <span style="font-size:78%;">(like most things I jump feet first into),</span> I began to have second thoughts about whether or not I should waste my time since I didn't have a resumè to present... or a phone number to contact me at... or any employer in my past I would want to rely on for a new job... not that they would represent me poorly, but if I wanted a job where the jobs I'd previously left were of any relevance, I probably would have stayed where I was. I'm not trying to climb <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">anybodies</span> ladder but my own, thank you very much! And here is the proof: because I didn't want to leave this prospective employer with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">nothing</span> to remember me by... and seem like I was just some flake without a resumè... which I am <span style="font-size:78%;">far from</span>... I strode up the alley to the back entrance of the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">establishment</span>, walked in, then presented the interviewer with this little gem that I unfolded from my back pocket. I go back Monday to see him again.<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509870692294935138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYnfp47GuTBhiaCG-RsnGP2ubsjGTkZe-bOrQmKE3JySk6alw2Stc7LLHhGBrzwCFNemDmgWOHCaJOhBpdFfS2IdfIAEToOrx8-nMxpC-WInSGiTH68BPCqRbNmuunXNkqOmHOYz83NJOA/s400/scan0023.jpg" /><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 2, Lesson 2: People can feel inside that the path our culture's <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">socio</span>-economic evolution is careening along is tainted and sick... and although they may not know if they can trust their personal futures on someone as ready and willing as I am to thumb my nose at a system that gives my soul the shits... they sure do brighten up when they realize that at least someone is out there holding it down... </span><span style="font-size:78%;">at least that's what I got out of it anyway... I was pretty high. For all I know, I spent the afternoon passed out in the ice cream freezer at 7-Eleven...</span><br /><br />pPeter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-52204288846467500092010-08-25T23:06:00.011-07:002010-08-26T00:53:26.043-07:00I Must Be Out Of My Mind... But I Digress...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOcQXF5Hu539C90SiA4Z1tCNtgn2U4hbQkVwjk1bZ9ayjFRq4hyJNWBssarR-kdi5b9D2SOtdkBIJze7T9Gh1SLkPlsBVXBZN8g-udEXCVWvogjKgz4MFlKYlC0p-I_qGewGFMomQ9z9uO/s1600/east+van+small.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509616439617605122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOcQXF5Hu539C90SiA4Z1tCNtgn2U4hbQkVwjk1bZ9ayjFRq4hyJNWBssarR-kdi5b9D2SOtdkBIJze7T9Gh1SLkPlsBVXBZN8g-udEXCVWvogjKgz4MFlKYlC0p-I_qGewGFMomQ9z9uO/s200/east+van+small.jpg" /></a> So, dear Reader, you're probably asking yourself, 'Self, what does Peter mean when he says in that little blurb to the right, that he's a life artist?' <span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Or you're asking yourself what the hell you accidentally clicked to get to this <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">shitbag</span> blog</span> (that's how I got here). <span style="font-size:100%;">Well, let me illuminate you</span>... in... whatever... dark space... you know... you'd... enjoy...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br />My hat, as it were, has officially been thrown into the Freelance Art Ring in recent times. I've abandoned the shelter of the long-term corporate asylum I had, for whatever reason, self-admitted myself to, and have settled down to whittling away my days at my studio... <span style="font-size:85%;">or reading at the beach...</span> <span style="font-size:78%;">or riding my bike in the sun...</span> but the point is, being a freelance artist is a lot of work... so don't try it. In fact, it's so much work, I've decided that I would fill some of my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">unimaginably</span> busy schedule with a work adventure. "What," I can hear you asking, "the hell has he been smoking?" <span style="font-size:78%;">[sorry... that's not really the question we rehearsed. Can I get a line reading please? Anyone? Jesus Christ, if you're listening? Seriously, it's like I'm working with retarded kids here. Okay... here we are... work adventure, blah, blah, blah... "What," I can hear you asking <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">aaaaand</span>... GO!]</span> "is a work adventure?" Allow me to... <span style="font-size:78%;">[shit... this isn't working... can we just get to the end part? Everybody good with that? fine.]</span><br /><br />I posted this <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">crazy</span> ass ad on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Craigslist</span> today: <a href="http://vancouver.en.craigslist.ca/van/res/1919047862.html">HENCHMAN FOR HIRE</a>. Twenty minutes later I received a response! I meet with the guy tomorrow to discuss the job. Now... <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> not gonna say it's Hank Scorpio <span style="font-size:78%;">[it's Hank Scorpio] </span><span style="font-size:100%;">or suggest that it involves World Domination of <em>any </em>kind. But I will tell you this... from the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">intel</span> that I've gathered it could be a gig I just might enjoy... </span><span style="font-size:78%;">it's world domination. </span>So let this be a lesson to you, kids: Education sucks, work sucks and experience isn't worth shit. All you need is a genuine way to communicate with people that doesn't make you seem like a hopeless retard and you're good... <span style="font-size:78%;">although,</span><span style="font-size:78%;"> being an Evil Super-Genius with the imagination, talent, will and determination to dominate the world probably doesn't hurt. </span>I'll let you know how it turns out!<br /><br />In the meantime... here's a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">purty</span> picture I'm responsible for. It's called 'How We Roll' Wanna buy it? <span style="font-size:78%;">that's how you freelance!</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br />p<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509620808935408594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYZSZJ6ka7ncG-H19vzMVWQm2nu8EVE2kTYnm0gRm84nxrKggRivdicp-Heo4x2rLzkwBIy146nNDdBtbp8Mz2mkYSr3IRZHnaasOfVDIpprHL1SZ4QnO2mdAgAG1Ks3ooxgr19qm5an2Y/s400/rollin.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-28206366355230630342010-08-24T00:52:00.004-07:002010-08-24T01:05:40.523-07:00Relax, Friends... I'm On It! Doctor Doctor!In an effort to keep you ravenous little entertainment monsters at bay, here's one of my favorite tracks from my solo music effort, project:APESH!T. I presently have about 45 minutes of original music recorded with plenty more on the way... once this transient mind finds a place to plug in, I'll be killing you softly with more like this number. Enjoy!<br /><br />p<br /><br /><object width="222.5" height="182"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JOoTm3fnk7w?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JOoTm3fnk7w?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="222.5" height="182"></embed></object>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-11696523776629708372010-08-20T00:20:00.004-07:002010-08-21T00:41:33.686-07:00Thirty4Point5 Presents: Prosthelytized<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhObr7aYwMs1BDGIWG41_UEonchGSSIYwFcalHjgbKr0UV_Rypi_0B17OtrMOSu0KAuT-2QQIir64JLUvgBF7jPsUlnxdPB2UuGGu2GWD7gO1k8hx1diHXTWmrKVaH6uQXmxCZtu0v8jBoJ/s1600/Prosthelytized.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507765040263478546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhObr7aYwMs1BDGIWG41_UEonchGSSIYwFcalHjgbKr0UV_Rypi_0B17OtrMOSu0KAuT-2QQIir64JLUvgBF7jPsUlnxdPB2UuGGu2GWD7gO1k8hx1diHXTWmrKVaH6uQXmxCZtu0v8jBoJ/s400/Prosthelytized.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnsyjdVx1qFrSOXmxHs0pSOSSIChcTmmDXCnqzuBMJaz5s4xbvu4vKPh8VdwCpkXpMSTjwFzL8G78CJXvbOsnUFMscvj4I2bXxOU-8hY9AGkdYxQu3IecFDrMwLP5Fje7mUwhWTYEUD3-g/s1600/zombie2.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div>I've been working on some digital media over photos to create some zombie images. The first was the one located above in the T4P5 header... this little number is the second. Enjoy</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br />p</div></div>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-81093125574958229742010-08-16T13:27:00.013-07:002010-08-17T01:58:20.552-07:00I Saw Marlon Brando In A Cage, Dressed Like Dr. Moreau, Sliding Whole Chickens Into His Tardhole With Greasy Fingers Bigger Than My Thigh...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8UDjDAL_nKLoy2G0yJGvVSDLylXzBTi3uvkgG4WYE86UQQLNZeCwctfPLhH6ouBDOtWTuB23FOAa3AXJ55lTlpUtZtIWYsaO2wOzVUfbTqzeY1BvoWJH2bGC8vHDf0FaxrcLDj9YiwOCt/s1600/avatar.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506110415296071906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8UDjDAL_nKLoy2G0yJGvVSDLylXzBTi3uvkgG4WYE86UQQLNZeCwctfPLhH6ouBDOtWTuB23FOAa3AXJ55lTlpUtZtIWYsaO2wOzVUfbTqzeY1BvoWJH2bGC8vHDf0FaxrcLDj9YiwOCt/s200/avatar.jpg" /></a> I haven't made a video in a while... so... for some massively unexplainable reason, I set my camera down in some pretty shady places last night to bring this to you, dear reader: Four Gig - Insomnia vs Memory Card. I can never tell when I look at my life whether I live a dream few even dare to dream... or if I am, quite possibly, the most retarded person on the planet. I'm voting for the latter 'cause at least that way if I'm wrong... and I'm <em>always </em>wrong... at least it'll be a surprise... <span style="font-size:78%;">just like that time Santa got stuck in the chimney and passed out before he shit himself onto the glowing fiberglass log during The Six Million Dollar Man episode where Steve Austin and Big Foot go to Universal Studios together. I <em>never</em> thought those two would <em>ever </em>reconcile their differences!!!</span> Now... back to bed... I have a rum tasting to attend later... 'cause I'm retarded... [<em>cough, cough</em>] <div><br /><div></div><br /><div>p</div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div><p><br /><br /><object width="333" height="273"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/be2nJZn8PZo?fs=1&hl=en_US&rel=0&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/be2nJZn8PZo?fs=1&hl=en_US&rel=0&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="333.75" height="273"></embed></object></p>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-73121030530939676752010-08-13T09:51:00.004-07:002010-08-13T14:15:17.421-07:00The Kid Said, "Get Ready..."<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLBADFcwR_415-2cXz4c1FIiBrt1lNhqU6PAjDrjGEQBlcF5OrqNreCzomjOV3YugF38xUkhrjqR5PXdN-UrsjA7vCcU9IlLM414zEQGC_fBRHwXTG3O4ddHPLcpkjccnNFpcgpZZJGwOV/s1600/t4p5zombie.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504940497342275378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLBADFcwR_415-2cXz4c1FIiBrt1lNhqU6PAjDrjGEQBlcF5OrqNreCzomjOV3YugF38xUkhrjqR5PXdN-UrsjA7vCcU9IlLM414zEQGC_fBRHwXTG3O4ddHPLcpkjccnNFpcgpZZJGwOV/s200/t4p5zombie.jpg" /></a> 'Cause this shit is about to get crazy... <span style="font-size:78%;">and by "crazy" I mean... <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">ummm</span>... yeah... "crazy"... but don't start stapling any orifices shut just yet. I promised never to do that to your mom again and I intend to keep that promise (you got a sister, right?). </span><span style="font-size:100%;">So... yeah... I can't afford my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">meds</span> so I may as well get back to entertaining the masses where I belong. Look forward to something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue... </span><span style="font-size:78%;">(I'm looking at you Kate <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Beckinsale</span>... and I'm talking about balls)</span><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><br /><div>It's on like Donkey Kong!!!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>p</div>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-68545755766901125742010-01-20T18:40:00.019-08:002010-01-21T05:17:36.844-08:00Holy Crap! Enter Shikari!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgipmG6zTOTLGDRl3iAWkYVhPfzDcq2pnQgiBNrKo6MC-MS00UiIcZShfxh4lR8-Merxszq0Vje9HshbkeYY-iFd8bvRnO25MXmigDNSWKf3jfzDZtMK88d2ul4mpf4an-EMwu5owH63-4/s1600-h/Enter-Shikari-Common-Dreads-472396.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429018025348903458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgipmG6zTOTLGDRl3iAWkYVhPfzDcq2pnQgiBNrKo6MC-MS00UiIcZShfxh4lR8-Merxszq0Vje9HshbkeYY-iFd8bvRnO25MXmigDNSWKf3jfzDZtMK88d2ul4mpf4an-EMwu5owH63-4/s200/Enter-Shikari-Common-Dreads-472396.jpg" border="0" /></a> Wow. Just... wow. <p>Maybe I'm behind the times, maybe I'm cutting edge... who knows? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Awwwww</span>..... thanks :) Anyway... I'm sorry to say I don't have anything funny to say today... but duty calls and I feel it's my duty to tell you that duty called to tell... me... whoa... are you feeling dizzy? No? You're not doing whippets too? <span style="font-size:78%;">See, mom! I told you it was just us!</span> </p><p>Anyway... I just stumbled onto the most amazing thing: toothpaste! And a band called <a href="http://myspace.com/entershikari">Enter Shikari</a>.</p><p>Formed in 2003 in St. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Albans</span>, England, Enter <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Shikari</span> has released two albums - 2007's 'Take to the Skies' and 2009's 'Common Dreads'... both while shrugging off heavy pursuit from major labels to do it all themselves... and all I can really say is, Holy Crap! (I know, I could have said more. Maybe something like "soaring" or "bombastic" or "powerful" or "compelling" or "heavy" or "poppy" or "like nothing you've EVER heard before and it's about DAMN TIME it's here!!!") but Holy Crap kinda sums it up too. Seriously, though... all adjectives aside, it really is kind of blowing my mind what's been done. </p><p>Combining elements of Brit Pop and Hardcore, with an Electronic pulse (and even a jazzy flair here and there)... simply refered to as "Post Hardcore"... it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">truly</span> is all those adjectives and then some. So... check them out. Also, they are on tour in North America early this year with a great lineup of bands... and I'm telling you... you're gonna want to be the one that says, "I saw them when..."</p><p>Here's a couple of videos... I suggest watching them both to get a rounder feel because their stuff is unique... then play them both again... then buy the album and destroy your eardrums with some good earphones... then you'll be thanking me... and that, kids, is a Thirty4Point5 guarantee!!! <span style="font-size:78%;">no... wait... that was just the whippets talking... MOM!!! We're out of CO2!!!</span></p><p></p><br /><object height="238" width="392"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rrDse_2lEDA&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rrDse_2lEDA&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="392" height="238"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><object height="238" width="392"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ehzmr79ZCoE&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ehzmr79ZCoE&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="392" height="238"></embed></object><br /><br />word!<br />pPeter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-43954137776206827432010-01-06T16:24:00.011-08:002010-01-06T17:57:28.758-08:00So What If I'm The Slowest Writer On The Planet- Here's My Avatar Review<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZfil5jSROfdYQPDT066DbH8ZHewquUj6neYs33IU2ysC4yrT-I2tGUzNyIUL7LfM97cCEmf5uwou-a44h9JrmF6F5iRhIIi_toFClLyO-6w2bdDO12cuZX1JSF3kI1HAnmJQLQMVOKpG/s1600-h/avatar_poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423788241141703170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZfil5jSROfdYQPDT066DbH8ZHewquUj6neYs33IU2ysC4yrT-I2tGUzNyIUL7LfM97cCEmf5uwou-a44h9JrmF6F5iRhIIi_toFClLyO-6w2bdDO12cuZX1JSF3kI1HAnmJQLQMVOKpG/s200/avatar_poster.jpg" border="0" /></a> I have a pretty good imagination... Some would call it a curse, I call it Home.<br /><br />Was that a pretty dramatic introduction? I'm working on my writing skills! <span style="font-size:78%;">also, wiping my ass with the opposite hand. You never know when a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">lightsabre</span> duel (AKA "bus door") might claim the one you trust around your deepest, darkest... and you know you never realized until this very moment just how difficult that would be. Am I right? Of course I am. You're welcome.</span><br /><br />But seriously, I do imagine stuff. You could pretty much say I live in a dream world with your reality as the staging ground for my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">absurdist</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">ponderings</span>... <span style="font-size:78%;">you could also pretty much say I'm exactly what your super hot, young sister has been needing... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">c'mon</span>... say it! Not to me, Einstein... to <em>her</em>!</span> It's this imagination that has made me a fan of movies since before dinosaurs roamed the Hollywood Hills. But as much as I love movies, there was always a two dimensionality to them that kept them from being as <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">immersive</span> as they could have been. If it were up to me, movies would, if they could, add.......... wait for it............ a <strong><em>THIRD</em></strong> dimension to them. And do you know what? Some other genius had the exact same idea! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Yadda</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Yadda</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Yadda</span>, Avatar!<br /><br />Fantastic. Everything I hoped the beginning of a new era in movie making would be. Can't wait to see what follows. Imagine if The Exorcist had been filmed in digital 3D? Or a movie like The Blair Witch Project? Fight Club? Lord Of The Rings? Bill and Teds Excellent Adventure? Porn?<br /><br />Things are about to get good :)<br /><br />Anyway, with that said... <strong>*** SPOILER AHEAD</strong> <span style="font-size:78%;">(not really)</span> <strong>***</strong> Admit it... you totally couldn't take your eyes of those blue, 3D boobies either! Ten feet tall or not, I'd show her the full sickness of my jungle fever, if you know what I mean... <span style="font-size:78%;">'cause I sure as hell don't...<br /></span><br />So... that's my review. Go see it... and see it in 3D... even if that means booking a flight to another country to do it. If you've only seen it in 2D, demand your money back and see it again in 3D. If they give you a hard time, show them your 3D fist until they give up... or you go to jail <span style="font-size:78%;">[Please Note: Thirty4Point5 is not responsible for any prison time <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">incurred</span> by any readers incarcerated for acting upon said blogs suggestions of ultimate awesomeness... but I would definitely find it funny].</span><br /><br /><br />p<br /><br /><br /><object height="216" width="348"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cRdxXPV9GNQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cRdxXPV9GNQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="348" height="216"></embed></object>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-78917133620664687402010-01-02T09:26:00.047-08:002010-01-02T11:31:11.208-08:00The Year In Review: Movies of 2009As I look back at the movies I saw in 2009, it turns out I saw <em>way </em>more movies sober than I did wasted. Strange but true. So I had a look at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Wikipedia</span> list of movies released in 2009 (which is by no means complete... these are pretty much <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">the</span> movies you'll likely be considering renting at one point or another) and thought I'd throw up a quick review of each of the movies from that list that I saw with a 2009 release date and include either a thumbs up or a thumbs down... that way, you can compare my choices to yours and realize just how culturally challenged I truly am. Okay....... GO!<br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVrf5XGrL0RvYc-6hYgI2n5R_CtokWk78f6sxyPo8G3x-b5WWR7sKXQc0T826tHOiLNpGxY3xJyH65KZpEuMIRej918OoP3xnEXRGM6p3yRXJzEJRCRWKdvUR6CSTRJ9DF5fk_oz52-x8T/s1600-h/the_unborn.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422203645947145362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVrf5XGrL0RvYc-6hYgI2n5R_CtokWk78f6sxyPo8G3x-b5WWR7sKXQc0T826tHOiLNpGxY3xJyH65KZpEuMIRej918OoP3xnEXRGM6p3yRXJzEJRCRWKdvUR6CSTRJ9DF5fk_oz52-x8T/s200/the_unborn.jpg" border="0" /></a>The Unborn</strong> - interesting horror. low budget feel from big budget producers (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZlJtGoc8cYudy-S-q6I0CUEoNGdjPuCiBCFSL6BNml_WfRVmXDEufYNd92_Ds8pN-mjjiIUUi4ClPrbYlTklSqygPr3kQ79gEn16cT-_5OruV0w4uI_79Z1kned9m_ooCtRH-88TtszFL/s1600-h/underworld_rise_of_the_lycans_ger1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422203849553119554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZlJtGoc8cYudy-S-q6I0CUEoNGdjPuCiBCFSL6BNml_WfRVmXDEufYNd92_Ds8pN-mjjiIUUi4ClPrbYlTklSqygPr3kQ79gEn16cT-_5OruV0w4uI_79Z1kned9m_ooCtRH-88TtszFL/s200/underworld_rise_of_the_lycans_ger1.jpg" border="0" /></a>Underworld: Rise of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Lycans</span></strong> - I just love the Underworld saga so this gets a pass (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicZ19NC0vBDievZjIrsm43h7M4X6-O_IwgJ5s_aO6ytY7wo2SXDzZueWhcNbt7wFnGwMJ3tUrL3QZrhPM9Jl4hF8Y4T3MLbt5f7qdg7O_2xH96ZdAaGih7IiNixp-jAAXdTf1SOheYupKv/s1600-h/taken-poster-0.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422203990573474946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicZ19NC0vBDievZjIrsm43h7M4X6-O_IwgJ5s_aO6ytY7wo2SXDzZueWhcNbt7wFnGwMJ3tUrL3QZrhPM9Jl4hF8Y4T3MLbt5f7qdg7O_2xH96ZdAaGih7IiNixp-jAAXdTf1SOheYupKv/s200/taken-poster-0.jpg" border="0" /></a>Taken</strong> - Stark. Straightforward. Awesome. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-uD9jRPjFybsq0rww6By4tmRm1Cx67pFqVm_RL2RfcolWpmnl-SW9aC12cuSbxIymG3K2bIFkS-N6qGAjrpGEbSe0_RX37IM_fbd3oNsVBvdLVCjh1ZaePfE_dkkcelhIxyJN_dmFaptV/s1600-h/push_ver2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422204148026050386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-uD9jRPjFybsq0rww6By4tmRm1Cx67pFqVm_RL2RfcolWpmnl-SW9aC12cuSbxIymG3K2bIFkS-N6qGAjrpGEbSe0_RX37IM_fbd3oNsVBvdLVCjh1ZaePfE_dkkcelhIxyJN_dmFaptV/s200/push_ver2.jpg" border="0" /></a>Push</strong> - Way better than I expected. Entertaining. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZkQYf6R3bZeYvX-nTn3JTtSnYZQiUGhGJrI46ruIH7ogPTHgv0Bz4xg_-7hx-wSt_plbB8LjVgqCsG9U2Ao9D1lYJgCZolANun5UR6srH87v_r3_BRQFtBjd_ANvj74u57vvRcXEmrc5f/s1600-h/fanboys-vader-poster-fullsize.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422204506413531474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZkQYf6R3bZeYvX-nTn3JTtSnYZQiUGhGJrI46ruIH7ogPTHgv0Bz4xg_-7hx-wSt_plbB8LjVgqCsG9U2Ao9D1lYJgCZolANun5UR6srH87v_r3_BRQFtBjd_ANvj74u57vvRcXEmrc5f/s200/fanboys-vader-poster-fullsize.jpg" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Fanboys</span></strong> - So late in it's release it's barely relevant. Not terrible. (up/down)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD_pDNznZcKK4McG6pOrQ5bXH0zBpBYo37oeyd4x5sxZU7Gs7k0rx3cjlkoGDUNeLHjxcc_5z7RpsVcHAQIPwEKpiEJtheg3Lh6wbPSwXMPmbirPGnw2ajzuokfJWcjYIO5RdTwGZ49Hhn/s1600-h/13th.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422204956773946802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD_pDNznZcKK4McG6pOrQ5bXH0zBpBYo37oeyd4x5sxZU7Gs7k0rx3cjlkoGDUNeLHjxcc_5z7RpsVcHAQIPwEKpiEJtheg3Lh6wbPSwXMPmbirPGnw2ajzuokfJWcjYIO5RdTwGZ49Hhn/s200/13th.jpg" border="0" /></a>Friday the 13<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">th</span></strong> - Terrible remake. Perfect opportunity wasted. (down)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil-S_SNhsaeC3TCWqAY_JE0W_HkC9Fp9k00Q1ouARASy_ai0d41IgjJtGbKC8z0IBns-qNOsZmaASoorl8gSQGDK5VrXeaY3TSzRxuGOpXy2Loygb7dhVW9pA7-5Hq3fTUTEwL3jolj66g/s1600-h/the_international_poster2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422205443994673282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil-S_SNhsaeC3TCWqAY_JE0W_HkC9Fp9k00Q1ouARASy_ai0d41IgjJtGbKC8z0IBns-qNOsZmaASoorl8gSQGDK5VrXeaY3TSzRxuGOpXy2Loygb7dhVW9pA7-5Hq3fTUTEwL3jolj66g/s200/the_international_poster2.jpg" border="0" /></a>The International</strong> - BORING. (down)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlagwqCk59_nRh37Dqq3bQ03u2rk9nVagp_nrUD3-lT1_pqewdoBtrT8bzU6chZElLRfNxfdMYaZXdZTnVhcGD3nUT9MjC2jWVNyz5mCzm-qxTFGTXIHwBYn6bI-JkschfaOU3c1ibgkjT/s1600-h/watchmen-movie-poster-city-is-afraid-of-mejpg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422205624643478882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlagwqCk59_nRh37Dqq3bQ03u2rk9nVagp_nrUD3-lT1_pqewdoBtrT8bzU6chZElLRfNxfdMYaZXdZTnVhcGD3nUT9MjC2jWVNyz5mCzm-qxTFGTXIHwBYn6bI-JkschfaOU3c1ibgkjT/s200/watchmen-movie-poster-city-is-afraid-of-mejpg.jpg" border="0" /></a>Watchmen</strong> - Long. Not thrilled the first viewing. Loved it the second. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKsbGSFWnwjkWctj3ql9jtl3wuYCIddb1tve6giCFpnxKErz81k35jVJomdNvaGx9iWxyQSHpHYQeEMEKYpynIkXlhOSosTinrPEKAS8UoGlMWTadSjHVCuSw3phaNgzl97Dy3SbtYv-f6/s1600-h/last_house_on_the_left.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422205814807445410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKsbGSFWnwjkWctj3ql9jtl3wuYCIddb1tve6giCFpnxKErz81k35jVJomdNvaGx9iWxyQSHpHYQeEMEKYpynIkXlhOSosTinrPEKAS8UoGlMWTadSjHVCuSw3phaNgzl97Dy3SbtYv-f6/s200/last_house_on_the_left.jpg" border="0" /></a>The Last House on the Left</strong> - Unnecessary. (down)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEYxBhrP0CrkvR9hTQFX55Lw4O93v3MICwEocEJXdkBQ5PqaPdkwbfDH8DvGK7oDrPEfg86Agf3LIYDS1mh82ogCFeVetun56jTYk5p41HL5ttFdKirwW4cxk-CPSdC71y7SyiM9T8Uhaw/s1600-h/knowing-poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422206205692129650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEYxBhrP0CrkvR9hTQFX55Lw4O93v3MICwEocEJXdkBQ5PqaPdkwbfDH8DvGK7oDrPEfg86Agf3LIYDS1mh82ogCFeVetun56jTYk5p41HL5ttFdKirwW4cxk-CPSdC71y7SyiM9T8Uhaw/s200/knowing-poster.jpg" border="0" /></a>Knowing</strong> - Nick Cage. What was I thinking? Still... watchable. (up/down)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdAG9QiwTGDSa4mxiNrEOhJAWLoefIMN7tgj9iyAioumg1Az6BBvMC4pPSbBrjK2Ol8Sg7uvN6WDPcsR-Tt7zk2i3wQFRrgKfkDaaBasibAOsYsIeubsMXA3Zkj0deeW4681BA90pNIqEJ/s1600-h/monsters-vs-aliens-poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422206330066716482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdAG9QiwTGDSa4mxiNrEOhJAWLoefIMN7tgj9iyAioumg1Az6BBvMC4pPSbBrjK2Ol8Sg7uvN6WDPcsR-Tt7zk2i3wQFRrgKfkDaaBasibAOsYsIeubsMXA3Zkj0deeW4681BA90pNIqEJ/s200/monsters-vs-aliens-poster.jpg" border="0" /></a>Monsters vs. Aliens</strong> - Awesome. Most jokes were for an older audience. Good stuff. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEite7ABHwrXxXNH_DEj_ys3Y0GJEDLGUYZllPbgmqJghXCH_XyTMmHJdR-cBllmflNxwQsNdW187n2dPa63WvXd26C4C4bLHFd7Xr_okmPXHsc63AxLS9ZbSzEByFZHPq0kSRBhGMGPmw2h/s1600-h/fast-and-furious-poster-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422206664996405426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEite7ABHwrXxXNH_DEj_ys3Y0GJEDLGUYZllPbgmqJghXCH_XyTMmHJdR-cBllmflNxwQsNdW187n2dPa63WvXd26C4C4bLHFd7Xr_okmPXHsc63AxLS9ZbSzEByFZHPq0kSRBhGMGPmw2h/s200/fast-and-furious-poster-1.jpg" border="0" /></a>Fast & Furious</strong> - What can I say? I love this movie (and the first one). In fact, I'm going to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">downloa</span>.... I mean <em>buy</em> both right now and watch them back to back! (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_362IVS6MLsTQaNETgZQ20j6yCxyXzc4U89x4PN-MJgXSFPaUNE6v_cosE2rudYKzTByWBzCRmmMd2YABT3dSJXyqyewMOBjFdiL9IVO6NkK8RhrPA14_0ITvyEe6qibaGl9dIlVVm6sT/s1600-h/observe_and_report1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422206901637727890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_362IVS6MLsTQaNETgZQ20j6yCxyXzc4U89x4PN-MJgXSFPaUNE6v_cosE2rudYKzTByWBzCRmmMd2YABT3dSJXyqyewMOBjFdiL9IVO6NkK8RhrPA14_0ITvyEe6qibaGl9dIlVVm6sT/s200/observe_and_report1.jpg" border="0" /></a>Observe and Report</strong> - <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Meh</span>. Funny stuff. Didn't care. Never finished it. (up/down)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT5NHh5o5klnBRSfOWXS9Fn2A1YWvgyBikcWpwbiWrT6OacAVKAzEePwiGDPQ8dK_9tMaStXy1KIPKecRAKT5g_iyguC31FotT06qGlwQ4nLfKowtQYHYXV6ln_xKnrwuG7JGJXw2PQwtJ/s1600-h/crank-high-voltage.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422207032784729666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT5NHh5o5klnBRSfOWXS9Fn2A1YWvgyBikcWpwbiWrT6OacAVKAzEePwiGDPQ8dK_9tMaStXy1KIPKecRAKT5g_iyguC31FotT06qGlwQ4nLfKowtQYHYXV6ln_xKnrwuG7JGJXw2PQwtJ/s200/crank-high-voltage.jpg" border="0" /></a>Crank: High Voltage</strong> - Thought these movies were serious... which makes them suck. Once I "got it" it was pretty damn entertaining. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzPKLy_g3xfAio1HK9DGV256hXLoACefb_oDL4TMPOtRHvFiJGUhYdpoz6f2IWdMYZqzo0ZI7elvwIJDlDdr1PTQM_mE7l5bN5PCogJsMEt8mwiXSOMZSMrok46oA3QxVGnisFy4o5sbE2/s1600-h/x_men_origins_wolverine.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422207516233615810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzPKLy_g3xfAio1HK9DGV256hXLoACefb_oDL4TMPOtRHvFiJGUhYdpoz6f2IWdMYZqzo0ZI7elvwIJDlDdr1PTQM_mE7l5bN5PCogJsMEt8mwiXSOMZSMrok46oA3QxVGnisFy4o5sbE2/s200/x_men_origins_wolverine.jpg" border="0" /></a>X-Men Origins: Wolverine</strong> - Great comic book movie. Different than the comics. So what. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN0o34eccHn9k0Z3I0yw9tZ5q56LR7Dr67j8SVow15cMIFS37oK_JTTwTuD1FnZFJD6PpIdgwHeULLIKmzdU3wmJG2in1VnMy_VPg1k_tyEn0f0KeN5nnLd6jWwtfzh6NHkrMqohFeUtaM/s1600-h/star-trek-movie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422207659679102482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN0o34eccHn9k0Z3I0yw9tZ5q56LR7Dr67j8SVow15cMIFS37oK_JTTwTuD1FnZFJD6PpIdgwHeULLIKmzdU3wmJG2in1VnMy_VPg1k_tyEn0f0KeN5nnLd6jWwtfzh6NHkrMqohFeUtaM/s200/star-trek-movie.jpg" border="0" /></a>Star Trek</strong> - Possibly the best movie of the year. Pure entertainment. No need to be a Trekkie. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5OLhPlmYzSiOAcaTT60NwRT-xM8QLo-RTCVOCFEbUm2ptqJglzuoeEhJVp6f1wTNruaJg7f4eIKjz10W0RKrD-6pHbDH9uxwMHsq-a5pj2iCqhiC4mZ8ZCZC87YCFv43F3qs2dfo4mRl1/s1600-h/terminator-salvation-poster-2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422208094778850530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5OLhPlmYzSiOAcaTT60NwRT-xM8QLo-RTCVOCFEbUm2ptqJglzuoeEhJVp6f1wTNruaJg7f4eIKjz10W0RKrD-6pHbDH9uxwMHsq-a5pj2iCqhiC4mZ8ZCZC87YCFv43F3qs2dfo4mRl1/s200/terminator-salvation-poster-2.jpg" border="0" /></a>Terminator Salvation</strong> - Another wasted opportunity. Should have been monumental. Could have done without. (down)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitmz3hPuUOJYNBwfnMA1ArqtG7XqNKpfq7mL72sBgWfNvqHaWwFrEo8WObgYJut-FdA9qtTfFGrCCBj9U9Gk3KNIZHDyTuUgtozzMcgVnV5sorKmtzVMmthQ8HGCDjtKYJ2yvxcJFVC0xL/s1600-h/drag-me-to-hell-poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422208261854121410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitmz3hPuUOJYNBwfnMA1ArqtG7XqNKpfq7mL72sBgWfNvqHaWwFrEo8WObgYJut-FdA9qtTfFGrCCBj9U9Gk3KNIZHDyTuUgtozzMcgVnV5sorKmtzVMmthQ8HGCDjtKYJ2yvxcJFVC0xL/s200/drag-me-to-hell-poster.jpg" border="0" /></a>Drag Me to Hell</strong> - Excellent horror. Not many movies like this one these days. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQRsscT_AAjkLTTzQmcEoSwqEkdjWlnGAkpSTglAUPnDi1oL0W24Zhv0cwHh0F1M8pzY6Blg6sHfoQyXOt7fK2Jvt1-ZNfdarPX9oC5L6adqYhfnXtOySIhYkCQjDM3gB7eS9pTKWj8hya/s1600-h/UpMoviePoster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422209953063397634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQRsscT_AAjkLTTzQmcEoSwqEkdjWlnGAkpSTglAUPnDi1oL0W24Zhv0cwHh0F1M8pzY6Blg6sHfoQyXOt7fK2Jvt1-ZNfdarPX9oC5L6adqYhfnXtOySIhYkCQjDM3gB7eS9pTKWj8hya/s200/UpMoviePoster.jpg" border="0" /></a>Up</strong> - <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Pixar</span>. No need to say more. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj2r40_gf3NIhYVRV9wIzOBczvWEPg6BaZV2tvBrR7hu4RYeZh5OdbHsvamHN2kx6_RvtV6sYxMVYllllxhu-LI-h8CjL1MOJ651jZoML95mrRaD63qlBKoogZ9se6iMiegIepwpmu4BXB/s1600-h/the-hangover.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422210506021634306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj2r40_gf3NIhYVRV9wIzOBczvWEPg6BaZV2tvBrR7hu4RYeZh5OdbHsvamHN2kx6_RvtV6sYxMVYllllxhu-LI-h8CjL1MOJ651jZoML95mrRaD63qlBKoogZ9se6iMiegIepwpmu4BXB/s200/the-hangover.jpg" border="0" /></a>The Hangover</strong> - Pretty funny. Never finished it. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWg_D7wAqP5e2Jy2MAdqJ5p_Y8JC2vVFVUAy2g0sjzvj5OAQ2Mjp_Z3oJPoCB9ySiV-jr0X24ZRMhQK1slQQJeuOlRmN-ASuYQygf01tvhZpemNc6r8n2lHH17Asuv_rWcpSHcsLBCVz9a/s1600-h/land_of_the_lost.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422210675342476882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWg_D7wAqP5e2Jy2MAdqJ5p_Y8JC2vVFVUAy2g0sjzvj5OAQ2Mjp_Z3oJPoCB9ySiV-jr0X24ZRMhQK1slQQJeuOlRmN-ASuYQygf01tvhZpemNc6r8n2lHH17Asuv_rWcpSHcsLBCVz9a/s200/land_of_the_lost.jpg" border="0" /></a>Land of the Lost</strong> - Loved it as a kid so the adult jokes about it were great for me. Not a great movie, but I enjoyed it. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFQ4-ZZWHol3NNtU7mwoBc2gvme_368ZoFPHT5vh2rMJD-YizD77rYdkNfXw9HouoM0dEMKRmTS7WgSXT-A8K7kUtrzTuPQVKW081Uy4mMS4qVKBsdIrUzj_tZTgT9MohOvq2WIv-gdvSn/s1600-h/away_we_go_poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422211286853558002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFQ4-ZZWHol3NNtU7mwoBc2gvme_368ZoFPHT5vh2rMJD-YizD77rYdkNfXw9HouoM0dEMKRmTS7WgSXT-A8K7kUtrzTuPQVKW081Uy4mMS4qVKBsdIrUzj_tZTgT9MohOvq2WIv-gdvSn/s200/away_we_go_poster.jpg" border="0" /></a>Away We Go</strong> - Very nice little indie shebang. I really enjoyed it. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1WxdbNzp29YheUGp_9PndZTgj_iBNEDLf9RD_RcQd6ByQy_rcVWkWcpWFDq_UBlvWIaGQxTIyqaC2E4xcQn4bijBLZ9sVx1Sm7wZHqXwd0NL98qdpoSDEDsBvtFk-r01STVG-0javWXuv/s1600-h/moon-movie-poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422211459305033010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1WxdbNzp29YheUGp_9PndZTgj_iBNEDLf9RD_RcQd6ByQy_rcVWkWcpWFDq_UBlvWIaGQxTIyqaC2E4xcQn4bijBLZ9sVx1Sm7wZHqXwd0NL98qdpoSDEDsBvtFk-r01STVG-0javWXuv/s200/moon-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" /></a>Moon</strong> - Good sci-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">fi</span>. It laid everything on the table so there was no mystery... and it was still worth watching. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcrj-ZrY9HmKlOXJ1z4_QClt-B_DuThvTP63YFMCDtynhW8YX81rqpGCiquwzJYX_SPNocudqL5hsi7m68HRzKURmgjX5hmTVgcXsQZkKjkdROY4de3coNca0WSIyE7v6CGWtxRaDzdl_1/s1600-h/year_one.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422212152870759458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcrj-ZrY9HmKlOXJ1z4_QClt-B_DuThvTP63YFMCDtynhW8YX81rqpGCiquwzJYX_SPNocudqL5hsi7m68HRzKURmgjX5hmTVgcXsQZkKjkdROY4de3coNca0WSIyE7v6CGWtxRaDzdl_1/s200/year_one.jpg" border="0" /></a>Year One</strong> - Fluff. (up/down)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgVA9HuNfyPtUE9UodfNyxMlo0IPdP-6OJCryBgbGnAkLf82VX07JUFi8I8lAWzrOMyCmW1X6tiU_2CvWj11xTCioRKuLppNr4-pWZqfvD-Ep8oUuFm48RFTWZb0aYcl9zY_AkupE6oL7F/s1600-h/transformers.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422212261025633362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgVA9HuNfyPtUE9UodfNyxMlo0IPdP-6OJCryBgbGnAkLf82VX07JUFi8I8lAWzrOMyCmW1X6tiU_2CvWj11xTCioRKuLppNr4-pWZqfvD-Ep8oUuFm48RFTWZb0aYcl9zY_AkupE6oL7F/s200/transformers.jpg" border="0" /></a>Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen</strong> - Lighten up, people. This was a movie based on cartoons and I thought it was highly entertaining. If you criticise this movie because it wasn't more than it was, you should stick to watching <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Schindler's</span> List... (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiODgc4A38w95-kGoQYvw0b7U2HZXRqeXVqplgMS1y1kktDL_F7tHu8Cr9lz6rOa9yLB_cV45cqNAhKnoI2N9pDk9s4H0KtGbSqjWN5RkjDp2JxeOC-fX_0rPWQ_lOxVDewLB8E6AyA87ut/s1600-h/public_enemies_poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422212410087076146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiODgc4A38w95-kGoQYvw0b7U2HZXRqeXVqplgMS1y1kktDL_F7tHu8Cr9lz6rOa9yLB_cV45cqNAhKnoI2N9pDk9s4H0KtGbSqjWN5RkjDp2JxeOC-fX_0rPWQ_lOxVDewLB8E6AyA87ut/s200/public_enemies_poster.jpg" border="0" /></a>Public Enemies</strong> - Creative looking. Kind of just Ye <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Olde</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Tyme</span> Heat starring Johnny <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Depp</span>. Good movie... didn't do much for me. (up/down)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigFy8zEJqn87yBakxWdTKhiuXXLIbengvzL0UXCcxAq-AoPUKnLlLEg2vOVn2M_CKIFR_90QvmMVTO3uYs9yqZxSBdeWACd1eqbCYsSSS4WIsRkmUDFN2sDLqCVXGT8RWCkFHPg4_P0Ss6/s1600-h/BloodTheLastVampire200c7208.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422212512520229058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigFy8zEJqn87yBakxWdTKhiuXXLIbengvzL0UXCcxAq-AoPUKnLlLEg2vOVn2M_CKIFR_90QvmMVTO3uYs9yqZxSBdeWACd1eqbCYsSSS4WIsRkmUDFN2sDLqCVXGT8RWCkFHPg4_P0Ss6/s200/BloodTheLastVampire200c7208.jpg" border="0" /></a>Blood: The Last Vampire</strong> - The 30 minute <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">anime</span> this was based on was awesome. This movie sucked. Turned it off. (down)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPXqjpHly6n9Ud_WFtAUYdJOX7YF9ng6XCDgMFtwoLok5mF6Sgz-GCirKpawnviKNbhVOf8OdNHq8pvc30vbxF5e8h2DdsNDijf_8hdjHq1JcK7ty-iOguSk_BFjhD13bnMvpgjKAP2LpO/s1600-h/funny_people_movie_poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422213687989433682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPXqjpHly6n9Ud_WFtAUYdJOX7YF9ng6XCDgMFtwoLok5mF6Sgz-GCirKpawnviKNbhVOf8OdNHq8pvc30vbxF5e8h2DdsNDijf_8hdjHq1JcK7ty-iOguSk_BFjhD13bnMvpgjKAP2LpO/s200/funny_people_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" /></a>Funny People</strong> - Not very funny. Bland and long. Good movie. Don't go out of your way, though. (up/down)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6ABOXrR396qVlas24HUVj0DmrdzgJwy5MP78OgKgNIhx_1kcDacOQNYoT5YDyD5Imxoj7e06GPWzsoeEdO_I1uFq2ji5Nzjjsnnbzin32KtRruc-nm1WUcIgH9DdVfUA7kqSExHvanTV2/s1600-h/thirst-movie-poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422213777288967362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6ABOXrR396qVlas24HUVj0DmrdzgJwy5MP78OgKgNIhx_1kcDacOQNYoT5YDyD5Imxoj7e06GPWzsoeEdO_I1uFq2ji5Nzjjsnnbzin32KtRruc-nm1WUcIgH9DdVfUA7kqSExHvanTV2/s200/thirst-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" /></a>Thirst</strong> - Excellent Korean vampire film. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglaiHegO-WoBDKDvUAv8OKBwGbvoB_g1BSZwcLly0A2qICeZcIMdRLsf86TdZSl-sTOinaTUEhK_jJbJDUgORcaMfTnofYoYHP8_GFq40Um1T-XFRNxKSH9aZxo-G68GILOILvcTPVssE1/s1600-h/gijoe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422213853357157314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglaiHegO-WoBDKDvUAv8OKBwGbvoB_g1BSZwcLly0A2qICeZcIMdRLsf86TdZSl-sTOinaTUEhK_jJbJDUgORcaMfTnofYoYHP8_GFq40Um1T-XFRNxKSH9aZxo-G68GILOILvcTPVssE1/s200/gijoe.jpg" border="0" /></a>G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra</strong> - Quite possibly the worst film ever... not as bad as Daredevil, but close. (down)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigj7MumyRfbIPDtjxv5hon5vFKWinYgKyfgf9wEcgAUpAgJY8u0BcMCGAwqD89HQhWqJf0IQ4kHc7yWiLgwZV6p5gcb2QMZWM4T4rdz6wq9JjDRLZhKcHAKvtGz8cDUv2PdizoIq9Fii0B/s1600-h/a-perfect-getaway-07.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422213928993070594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigj7MumyRfbIPDtjxv5hon5vFKWinYgKyfgf9wEcgAUpAgJY8u0BcMCGAwqD89HQhWqJf0IQ4kHc7yWiLgwZV6p5gcb2QMZWM4T4rdz6wq9JjDRLZhKcHAKvtGz8cDUv2PdizoIq9Fii0B/s200/a-perfect-getaway-07.jpg" border="0" /></a>A Perfect Getaway</strong> - Not bad. Not bad at all. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG6yHp-93gJgbONsY4u54pFNhJGq0H4t_FlWsZzdvgcy-K4BPgUekfUVU-Y3BPsl0EpO_y6VDW4QlORH80rhhdeZ-AAQqaUmtZf6IgBnhglSssmRBT69eCRGmoQ-WiSX_XCCOtehqb8OKx/s1600-h/district9poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422215371877970178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG6yHp-93gJgbONsY4u54pFNhJGq0H4t_FlWsZzdvgcy-K4BPgUekfUVU-Y3BPsl0EpO_y6VDW4QlORH80rhhdeZ-AAQqaUmtZf6IgBnhglSssmRBT69eCRGmoQ-WiSX_XCCOtehqb8OKx/s200/district9poster.jpg" border="0" /></a>District 9</strong> - Good low budget sci-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">fi</span>. Not as good as everybody said, though... (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj87YU4hTP5mttayZ4VvBFRhDvWp0QnH8fUzEaggbZYtMl4JI184SnLLN6VvhpZp8-GBW3To_6OcO-IvTenq1e46eM0sXf7ER4fJytrONoAM_axhmFYViQAVIhwpkhSvYSO7cdwTFIxHE3q/s1600-h/inglourious-basterds-poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422216542662499618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj87YU4hTP5mttayZ4VvBFRhDvWp0QnH8fUzEaggbZYtMl4JI184SnLLN6VvhpZp8-GBW3To_6OcO-IvTenq1e46eM0sXf7ER4fJytrONoAM_axhmFYViQAVIhwpkhSvYSO7cdwTFIxHE3q/s200/inglourious-basterds-poster.jpg" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Inglourious</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Basterds</span></strong> - Well made film. tried to watch it twice now. Best sleep of my life. (probably up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPxf5l4JdriZFDFssZhk-oiOMVXv0OdfjRl8qdHSkDepZXYYyfejEbQa2bJdcRECcYM4nwjLa4UYRptfEPJyHAiDv4a9xKOKxXsgcWE1REjnrXZCkT23-GUkyXcJOn5d4k7XL65WsGQE0N/s1600-h/halloween-2-new-teaser.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422215487931476130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPxf5l4JdriZFDFssZhk-oiOMVXv0OdfjRl8qdHSkDepZXYYyfejEbQa2bJdcRECcYM4nwjLa4UYRptfEPJyHAiDv4a9xKOKxXsgcWE1REjnrXZCkT23-GUkyXcJOn5d4k7XL65WsGQE0N/s200/halloween-2-new-teaser.jpg" border="0" /></a></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>Halloween II</strong> - I want my $12 back. (down)<br /><br /><strong><br /><br /></strong><strong><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl8Bb8aAoGUP1vCMPgiU-cE7slbbVBk-Rt_Yzt1lqgglCrxN6e1hJzPyKuko12aOMJ6JDoxMxwwU7gSH5dsI2rwKwoQ1G7AugRoRodwDqNcqb0BrEMgWGF3vOt2czI9EIKPxqPpsSHDB7Q/s1600-h/pandorum-movie-poster-dennis-quaid.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422220694386428290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl8Bb8aAoGUP1vCMPgiU-cE7slbbVBk-Rt_Yzt1lqgglCrxN6e1hJzPyKuko12aOMJ6JDoxMxwwU7gSH5dsI2rwKwoQ1G7AugRoRodwDqNcqb0BrEMgWGF3vOt2czI9EIKPxqPpsSHDB7Q/s200/pandorum-movie-poster-dennis-quaid.jpg" border="0" /></a>Pandorum</strong></p> - Best surprise sci-fi thriller of the year. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoPnBxZLvkPxUtL4VCEdj6QwC4uyviYht6rRCuQ6EsGETDN6bPXflXXa8zj5tPtt8iL2NDsT0uw1mBy_UFTFkJG6dUsmXbHukzkPrbtnC08vAO2AaG7_5rAul6lZI-2rMHqrf14uAn5SLQ/s1600-h/surrogates.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422215699771353986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoPnBxZLvkPxUtL4VCEdj6QwC4uyviYht6rRCuQ6EsGETDN6bPXflXXa8zj5tPtt8iL2NDsT0uw1mBy_UFTFkJG6dUsmXbHukzkPrbtnC08vAO2AaG7_5rAul6lZI-2rMHqrf14uAn5SLQ/s200/surrogates.jpg" border="0" /></a>Surrogates</strong> - Not bad. Not terrific. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiecgpjXppbbvl-ICI3ggPN9YCe6dROz1EKM4NNC_IGkJp8Ef9oybvizu9XlsuMu627YXH07Yj7iHAXZ8Ro-TIDeFXf4al2cJEOCCyDwkTQ_i9uB6Rp8T7b23865EbgyhHMVAPJVP0sy3zu/s1600-h/paranormal_activity.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422217132577580674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiecgpjXppbbvl-ICI3ggPN9YCe6dROz1EKM4NNC_IGkJp8Ef9oybvizu9XlsuMu627YXH07Yj7iHAXZ8Ro-TIDeFXf4al2cJEOCCyDwkTQ_i9uB6Rp8T7b23865EbgyhHMVAPJVP0sy3zu/s200/paranormal_activity.jpg" border="0" /></a>Paranormal Activity</strong> - Are you serious? (down)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeGasOq01lM1Ra7uz1_3fb9m0ffskVNovuHGaZHcLPp8gIhXSNsHCCH93V8Wk23n7i9iwJUuG-rM6MciauSvpgFkqmfdspKy1rrQO8RHDbFkCCBqtVL8l3YLi5rzU1LIUd8vz8819NxfU1/s1600-h/zombieland.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422217216442264482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeGasOq01lM1Ra7uz1_3fb9m0ffskVNovuHGaZHcLPp8gIhXSNsHCCH93V8Wk23n7i9iwJUuG-rM6MciauSvpgFkqmfdspKy1rrQO8RHDbFkCCBqtVL8l3YLi5rzU1LIUd8vz8819NxfU1/s200/zombieland.jpg" border="0" /></a>Zombieland</strong> - Tied with Star Trek for best of 2009. Very entertaining. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR7slkHe6gNnufh2qd5EmfEtGxzxwGefv7bVnMTt6jJvK_nRSotEXZq8E8aeFzftVmXEjkVQFeGuUC940WZvXvBNV4U5Dnv11dAFoXSFtwyHRNvAg9jw4kxXFVNDA9Yiq_te0sv_MPOFY_/s1600-h/2012_movie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422217302063317826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR7slkHe6gNnufh2qd5EmfEtGxzxwGefv7bVnMTt6jJvK_nRSotEXZq8E8aeFzftVmXEjkVQFeGuUC940WZvXvBNV4U5Dnv11dAFoXSFtwyHRNvAg9jw4kxXFVNDA9Yiq_te0sv_MPOFY_/s200/2012_movie.jpg" border="0" /></a>2012</strong> - Meh. Fluff. (up)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-_3FS1S8RfjND6HF9DwwCc-mNmRXDpQaPjR-EJxKIhdwWfa3JvRejn-GKtYWC4InGwvmzBoTLyeDC8AaiPBCYpZ36xGDO3YnCeV5GQVjsgSA_thnWiW9A-P2oE5w3YGB76K_sAwfiRbwz/s1600-h/the-road-poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422222050504337570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-_3FS1S8RfjND6HF9DwwCc-mNmRXDpQaPjR-EJxKIhdwWfa3JvRejn-GKtYWC4InGwvmzBoTLyeDC8AaiPBCYpZ36xGDO3YnCeV5GQVjsgSA_thnWiW9A-P2oE5w3YGB76K_sAwfiRbwz/s200/the-road-poster.jpg" border="0" /></a>The Road</strong> - Book was good didn't do it for me... movie was the same. (up/down) </p>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-5676275993320208272010-01-01T01:22:00.011-08:002010-01-01T09:36:08.682-08:00Thirty4Point5 Presents: 2010 (no... seriously... it was totally me)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvyIM8p6lpbEbec9HLbhQdLItg-UOzuBik9SlOk5iaW9Zvf9mhr7vnzowSCPh76NEvCsqyIvwr4Zd1GNgdoDx18H5zYKAtVyU-9vG3WIFIR4JOiW2mzdY-r7UZt-_EvQuW6NzYJtBAhdpN/s1600-h/BIP.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421709161232657730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvyIM8p6lpbEbec9HLbhQdLItg-UOzuBik9SlOk5iaW9Zvf9mhr7vnzowSCPh76NEvCsqyIvwr4Zd1GNgdoDx18H5zYKAtVyU-9vG3WIFIR4JOiW2mzdY-r7UZt-_EvQuW6NzYJtBAhdpN/s200/BIP.jpg" border="0" /></a>True story: As I tried to think of an opening sentence for this, the first totally pointless blog of the new year, I picked up two bananas, separated them, and as I did, something fell on the floor. Now, before you go running off on some half-cocked hootenanny, it's not what you were thinking; Santa did not hide seventeen Swedish porn stars with a year paid in advance to... you know... do <em>stuff... </em><span style="font-size:78%;">like make me toast, do my laundry and tell me when it's time to take my meds, nice as that would be,</span><em> </em>between my bananas. But then, if t'weren't so, t'wat could it be? <span style="font-size:78%;">see what I did there? I totally used Shakespeare-y speak. What did you think I meant? ;) </span><span style="font-size:100%;">Anyhoo... my hand reached down with Ninja quickness to retrieve the fallen item... but just before my fingers made contact I thought, <em><strong>dead mouse!</strong></em> Then I grabbed it anyway because I'm retarded. EEEWWWWW!!! OH MY GOD!!! I NEVER WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THE IDEA OF A DEAD MOUSE IN MY UNSUSPECTING HAND COULD BE SO TRAUMATIC!!! But it was really just a little ball of sports tape, so it wasn't <em>that </em>traumatic. What? It <em>was </em>wrapped around my broken toes all day... that's still kinda gross. </span><span style="font-size:78%;">I wish it had been the porn stars too :(</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br />So... how 'bout 2009? What's that? No need to bring up the old shit? Deal.<br /><br />But I will say this; It's been a long, hard year for me (notice no <em>wink wink </em>action, so you know I'm making my serious face)... a lot has changed. I'm a lot more dedicated now to all aspects of my life and I promise you, dear reader, that 2010 will be the year I begin by saying... nah, I'm just kidding, douchetard! I slayed the hell out of 2009, impregnated it's lifeless corpse, and gave birth to the fiendish monster that is the year ahead!!! So... yeah! What I'm trying to say is that we'll start fresh, shall we, and see where this little roller coaster will take us... hold on <span style="font-size:78%;">[T'wat's that sveety? Time for my meds? Okay, hang on a second...] </span><span style="font-size:100%;">Sorry guys, I gotta go. Be awesome.</span><br /><br />p<br /><br />p.s. Ashley Greene and I broke up. I know. But I wanted to let you guys know that I'm on the lookout for another super-hot, ultra-famous, nympho-maniac, bike-repair-woman <span style="font-size:78%;">(a man has his needs).</span> I'll keep you posted on who catches my eye for the year ahead <span style="font-size:78%;">(but really, I'm probably just going to go back to Wynona Ryder... she's fun!).</span> Stay tuned!Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-74912970254133056792009-09-15T19:10:00.005-07:002009-09-18T18:29:56.823-07:00These Arms Are Snakes<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ11dH-YX9Btj2CEe3tOLin-UsAEjWnVpa7C91Ez66J61e8AlD2R3CxC7_NTzF7b3e5oWviUJ2lRZqSTF3pMsXtftQkAQZQ8T0HKXKk9Qy6oecZDJ0Vnpl7BfcKtcbdGVpocfgXAiqJTIU/s1600-h/taas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381884315945981810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ11dH-YX9Btj2CEe3tOLin-UsAEjWnVpa7C91Ez66J61e8AlD2R3CxC7_NTzF7b3e5oWviUJ2lRZqSTF3pMsXtftQkAQZQ8T0HKXKk9Qy6oecZDJ0Vnpl7BfcKtcbdGVpocfgXAiqJTIU/s200/taas.jpg" border="0" /></a> It's true, I was pretty wasted, exhausted, and cranked to sweaty-palmed goodness on caffeine, but when I stepped foot into <a href="http://www.biltmorecabaret.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Biltmore</span> Cabaret</span></a>, two songs into Seattle's <a href="http://www.myspace.com/thesearmsaresnakes"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">These Arms Are Snakes</span></a> blistering, heavy-as-shit, odd-timed, hardcore, set of ass-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">kickery</span> on Sunday night, it was immediately clear that I had found myself up to my ears in something I had <em>intentionally</em> denied myself for far too long... and yes, I said <em>intentionally. </em><br /><br />I'm pretty open minded... <span style="font-size:78%;">for instance, I'm totally not opposed to a threesome, or even a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">foursome</span> with Ashley Greene, a few of her closest female friends, a pool of lime Jell-O and a dozen feather pillows... never let it be said that I'm not a progressive thinker! </span><span style="font-size:100%;">but sometimes, just sometimes, I can be a close-minded, arrogant, egotistical, snob </span><span style="font-size:78%;">who is totally not opposed to a threesome, or even a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">foursome</span> with Ashley Greene, a few of her closest female friends, a pool of lime Jell-O and a dozen feather pillows... call me!</span><span style="font-size:100%;">, it's totally true. So, for some reason, I had it in my head that These Arms Are Snakes were the harbingers of hipster <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">douchebaggery</span>... and when you're as important and busy as I clearly am, it becomes progressively more and more easy to simply brush off that which <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">truly</span> doesn't matter. And thus, These Arms Are Snakes continued on their merry way without ever once passing my attention...</span><br /><br />But if there's one quality I posses in greater quantity than my ignorance and arrogance, <span style="font-size:100%;">it's my never ending willingness to laugh at what an ass I am. So there I was, face melting in a barrage of sound as thick as the lingering afterglow of an orgy between <a href="http://www.myspace.com/atdi"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">At The Drive In</span></a>, <a href="http://www.myspace.com/fugazidischord"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Fugazi</span></a>,</span> and <a href="http://www.myspace.com/thebloodbrothersband"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">The Blood Brothers</span></a>, laughing my ass off.<br /><br />That's pretty much it for this review. I tried to be clever, cut me some slack... I have about 3 pounds of sliced deli ham marching through my intestines like a bile tinged sausage army...<br /><br />Check out this video from These Arms Are Snakes... it's called Red Line Season and is from their most recent album, 2008's 'Tail Swallower and Dove'. Love it or else!<br /><br /><object height="328" width="400"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BAiNp_3jnfg&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BAiNp_3jnfg&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="328"></embed></object><br /><br />pPeter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-80262078167286918622009-09-14T17:44:00.014-07:002009-09-16T07:32:51.948-07:00Thirty4Point5 Presents: Totally Wasted Movie Reviews #4 - Halloween II<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhQRcbjSOiZ14YC98eYWu-mERspCBoSII5TAfeK-IawJ4rjAKntSstuayvnUs-X9MiM9YvzaKObGU8FbhADnR0aS-qXi_aZhrQ76pQWx9e_wWa1cpcXsx8WggbMroLNsZ9cFVVowqlMytZ/s1600-h/michael-myers-mask-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381489504302096418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhQRcbjSOiZ14YC98eYWu-mERspCBoSII5TAfeK-IawJ4rjAKntSstuayvnUs-X9MiM9YvzaKObGU8FbhADnR0aS-qXi_aZhrQ76pQWx9e_wWa1cpcXsx8WggbMroLNsZ9cFVVowqlMytZ/s200/michael-myers-mask-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> When Rob Zombie made <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sa98CctMb38"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">House Of 1000 Corpses</span></a> in 2003, it seemed as though a new voice had emerged with a stark and brutal approach to the age old genre of horror films. That movie made me feel genuinely "uncomfortable" which, for someone who's been heavily immersed in horror films since I was knee high to a zombie-hooker in 5 inch heels, is kind of saying something.<br /><br />When the fledgling director's follow up movie, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7XnmbbDdrb4&feature=related"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Devils Rejects</span></a>, was released in 2005, I didn't go to the theatre to see it. Instead, I waited until I could sit at home and watch it alone in the dark, wasted, with a zombie-hooker in 5 inch heels... I was so anxious about what that movie was going to be like that I actually paused and questioned whether or not I really felt like subjecting myself to a viewing. I had been to the San Diego Comic Con earlier that year and sat in on an open panel discussion with Rob Zombie and a majority of the cast... who, it seemed, had been genuinely traumatized by the experience of acting out what had been birthed by Zombie's vision. But I <em>did</em> subject myself to it, and it <em>was</em> definitely everything I had anticipated, and it was all kinds of <em>awesome!</em> Now <em>that </em>was a horror film for our times!<br /><br />After the success of Devils Rejects, the studios, who had once locked Zombie out of the editing room in an effort to put an end to the production of his first film, were now fighting tooth and nail to turn the new horror "visionary" loose on one of their guaranteed money-making franchises. When the dust had settled, one clear winner rose to the top of the bloodied and mangled heap; Dimension Films remake of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=so5FTIMYKfk"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Halloween</span></a>.<br /><br />The 1978, John Carpenter written and directed, original <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AQ-gGq-v4-4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Halloween</span></a> is one of horror film's classic moments in history. With that one film in 1978, Carpenter was unknowingly inventing the modern horror genre and setting the table for the countless future film makers who would turn antagonistic homicidal maniacs into <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">protagonist</span> pop-culture icons. With Halloween, he had unintentionally created the horror movie franchise.<br /><br />30 years later, after Hollywood had long lost it's ability to conceive ne<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHcRAPVnEKTQFKjR5CBmtgbsc9UODn08hfqTqBFruLMXgo0lGmpBJENRDJcCQccpFuxIt2qlcrMp-JqtgQqKQp_6jD8JGxHwzpKoZbgoOfGWvlxE2fNAdOV4Jq3dddrg9_hkBOx6q6iVXI/s1600-h/rzombie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382072155735242562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHcRAPVnEKTQFKjR5CBmtgbsc9UODn08hfqTqBFruLMXgo0lGmpBJENRDJcCQccpFuxIt2qlcrMp-JqtgQqKQp_6jD8JGxHwzpKoZbgoOfGWvlxE2fNAdOV4Jq3dddrg9_hkBOx6q6iVXI/s200/rzombie.jpg" border="0" /></a>w ideas <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhygxh-lnazqm8Kz_72shmGWzp_A1UyWWPLeW2ii4cpPucvoP6li9_w9z2mbRNmt_JXqR08gh7SWlYUt0TF3-4AA49ZyDcMN45AdiqvVUBWmVy_ppHXhT0cVTq6zHCe60Hup-SKfpMOp47U/s1600-h/rzombie.jpg"></a>to put to film, Rob Zombie took a whack at reinventing the psychopath that started it all. Moving the story in new directions that explored the building blocks necessary to create a monster like Michael Myers, Halloween's emotionless killer, his efforts successfully managed to create a modern telling that reverse engineered the self effectuating legend from early violent youth to full-blown <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">homicidal</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">maniac</span> adulthood.<br /><br /><em>* Everybody content with the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">groundwork</span> above? Yes? Terrific. Make sure you ask any questions now. I'm starving and waiting to get my guts around entirely too much pizza... but I'm typing this bullshit instead so we better be clear: Horror Movies = Good. Rob Zombie and John Carpenter = Good. House of 1000 Corpses, Devils Rejects, Halloween = Good. Okay? Okay... Onward and upward... *<br /></em><br />With this groundwork in place, I ignored all the negative reviews floating around about the new Halloween II film and drug my dumb ass to the theatre to do the only <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">respectable</span> thing I could do <span style="font-size:78%;">get really wasted, sneak into the theatre through the back door, buy a Cadillac sized bag of popcorn (which, coincidentally, actually cost <em>more </em>than a real Cadillac) then <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">proceed</span> to waste a couple hours of my highly valuable life</span> and check it out for myself.<br /><br />Here's the kicker: For this viewing, I had <em>the entire </em>theatre to myself... and I'm talking a full, Jurassic Park sized theatre! So, imagine you're me <span style="font-size:78%;">*I call that burning sensation you're imagining "Ashley Greene, Kate <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Beckinsale</span> and Scarlett <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Johansson</span>" * </span><span style="font-size:100%;">and you have a bit of that Devils Rejects anxiety running through you. You're about to view a private screening with a film who's main character is the progenitor of horror movie gold for decades to follow and you have a Cadillac sized bag of popcorn clogging your colon. How could anything go wrong? My only concern was the whiplash I was guaranteed to receive from constantly looking over my shoulder...</span><br /><br />But the movie sucked.<br /><br />Here's the trailer anyway...<br /><br /><object height="252" width="406"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVr8eLWuz8E&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVr8eLWuz8E&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="406" height="252"></embed></object><br /><br />pPeter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-26677137268871550192009-09-08T11:22:00.013-07:002009-09-08T18:17:35.942-07:00T4P5 Vs. Winestock<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgOT9UW3U06I4-O_0TnIi6mrC3k607CtyEj8LMcuXRbrp9RRYdbnmAvFNpAxlAtz0IbXIHe3BZCCRRcJTbh9iXDbFfOnemUEBswC-FxnW7j6X4sYVzDZZEdU65FtOk8f2O_0ZhaVKnRCee/s1600-h/Winestock-poster-generic.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379164396314783858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgOT9UW3U06I4-O_0TnIi6mrC3k607CtyEj8LMcuXRbrp9RRYdbnmAvFNpAxlAtz0IbXIHe3BZCCRRcJTbh9iXDbFfOnemUEBswC-FxnW7j6X4sYVzDZZEdU65FtOk8f2O_0ZhaVKnRCee/s200/Winestock-poster-generic.jpg" border="0" /></a> Take note people: If you ever want to hang out, and really, who doesn't <span style="font-size:78%;">(and, no, I don't mean going commando with your fly open... though, really, I'm sure I'm not the only one who prefers it that way... right?),</span> then tell me you want to take a float plane to a small island, camp at a secluded winery on a cliff with access to a private cove for three days, see great live music, eat awesome <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">barbecue</span> and drink our faces off... and I'll be balls deep in that quicker than you can say <em>"Mr. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ashworth</span>? I'm Fred Wilmington from Wilmington, Barret and Haas Service and Procedures Incorporated. With acceptance of this document you have been officially served notice by Her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Majesty's</span> Highest Court and the Good People of Great <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Britain</span>, that you will no longer be permitted to step foot on the shores of England until such time as you have apologized to Kate <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Beckinsale</span> for the dirty, dirty things you think about her every time a trailer for her new movie, Whiteout, is shown on television"</em> <span style="font-size:78%;">(<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">pfffftttt</span>... I wasn't going to go back there anyway... right Katie? That's right. Now, go put on that little Pocahontas costume you wore in that Adam <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Sandler</span> movie... yeah... that's the one)</span><br /><br /><p>Anyhow, that's pretty much how I spent this past weekend <span style="font-size:78%;">(I mean the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">winery</span> thing, not the Kate <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Beckinsale</span> thing).</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh680AaQYf7PxGFhWiHmcIGi1xJiCcyQB8r5sZCw3qyDKp8cVI3ncxbg5vEMaci7jj5Xhk0ItMCPBAvBggRTqu1T-6yrgOriqJLUqomyvlVbfCVpCY3IlddFbDKp3rJVbCBBz27xgY2tVy-/s1600-h/IMG00054.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3_rLEwfyAaQP1VR0yLderat9lJKCy9iwPf-DvH72KnUV5Ej4mJgFdT9MWwKsqWsttZtHOqZZYfaaUr11wshpzWp1i8a3_lApVVAYqxFtPx6URddoECIozzRicBQE5bT1nOkhJDp3Z21Is/s1600-h/NEW-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379177052089587042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3_rLEwfyAaQP1VR0yLderat9lJKCy9iwPf-DvH72KnUV5Ej4mJgFdT9MWwKsqWsttZtHOqZZYfaaUr11wshpzWp1i8a3_lApVVAYqxFtPx6URddoECIozzRicBQE5bT1nOkhJDp3Z21Is/s200/NEW-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.morningbay.ca/Winestock-music-festival.php"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Winestock</span></a> is the annual event hosted on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Pender</span> Island by the fine and generous people at the <a href="http://www.morningbay.ca/">Morning Bay Vineyard and Estate Winery</a>. The event is focused around a live, outdoor music festival and a sampling of the wine made by Morning Bay. From top to bottom, the event was receptive, entertaining, beautiful and very relaxed. If you're ever looking for a great way to spend a Labour Day weekend, I would definitely look into this well organized and enjoyable event... plus, getting really, really blasted on excellent wine at reduced prices in the sunshine while stuffing your guts on grilled goodies and listening to the incredibly talented awesomeness of performers like <a href="http://cocolovealcorn.com/">Coco Love <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Alcorn</span></a> (who really stood out with an exceptional performance... <span style="font-size:78%;">and I'm not just saying that because I was drunk and she was a female singing songs about bicycles and nerdy boys *swoon* though that didn't hurt...</span>) isn't a bad way to spend a couple of days without a shower.<br /><br /><p>So... yeah. Besides a shout out to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Spidey</span> for hooking up the weekend, that's pretty much all I've got. </p><br /><br /><p>p</p>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-72503978228482018062009-09-02T17:00:00.011-07:002009-09-02T18:07:44.536-07:00Thirty4Point5 Presents: Totally Wasted Movie Reviews #3 - The Last House On The Left<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377024603060908274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiormbG4zIDpq4Rqw2LRe61KHiIkubHcWr4UxvIPv6z7zcabbP63sVzlNQIH9Cf5rzG9020Gw4Ow_DYVFn53k8_hSc-sZCmm_D8aNFB6h0o5cDa58yQXz6y0WHmBPJHv3WBrCPSkACZ_bNW/s200/last_house_on_the_left.jpg" border="0" /> Okay, when I say I'm gonna do something, I do it, damn it! <span style="font-size:78%;">(or I make up more and more feeble excuses over time until the excuse mutates into something fantastic about you... like your new deodorant! Is that designer? Really? You smell like I imagine sex with Ashley Greene would be like... I'm classy)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> So, for you, dear readers, I've exposed myself to the recently-remade-and-now-out-on-DVD 'The Last House On The Left'... then the neighbour started yelling things at me like, "Why are you exposing yourself to the TV with the windows open? Put some pants on or I'm calling the cops!" Something like that. I wasn't really paying much attention, but what a whiner! Boo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">hoo</span>, buddy. Boo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">hoo</span>.</span><br /><br />After the cops <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">tased</span> me and duct taped my pants to my hips, I cooked up some <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">perogies</span> and checked out the latest addition to Thirty4Point5 Presents: Totally Wasted Movie Reviews - The Last House On The Left<br /><br />Maybe you remember, or maybe you're high and your short term memory is shit right now... either way, as you may or may not recall <span style="font-size:78%;">(DUCK!!! that was for the high readers... totally love messing with the DUCK!!! damn... you really are high...)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> the original, Wes Craven directed version really messed with my head when I saw it as a child. It was really brutal and dealt with subject matter I wasn't old enough to comprehend. In the end, it really put a dent in my cinematic psyche. But, when I found out about the remade version, I was actually a little excited. I figured it would be modernized, which would strip away the look of the original that was so low budget it had a real documentary feel to it. In that film, the low budget look <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">lent</span> to the awfulness of the subject matter in ways that a highly polished, big budget film simply couldn't duplicate. Also, for the most part, all the recent horror remakes have been toned down for the summer crowd consumption... so clearly they weren't going to emulate the harshness of the original.... right? Well, one out of two ain't bad...</span><br /><br />Outside of the typical, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">grievous</span> bodily harm, the thing that made the original film so horrible was the intensity of the sexual violence (I'm actually making a face of disgust at the screen as I type that). It's what really sets the stage for the depth of brutality in the second half of this film that, at it's core, is basically a revenge film. The plot is simple: Bad people rape and attempt to murder a young girl then end up unknowingly taking shelter with the girls parents. The daughter manages to return home and the parents extract an insanely brutal, vengeance-based assault... free of audience judgement because we've been exposed to their motivation in great depth.<br /><br />What I was hoping beyond hope was that this film would succeed for me this time... and I'll tell you why <span style="font-size:78%;">(did you ever doubt)</span><span style="font-size:100%;">: I gave too much credit to the human race. I really believed that in this day and age, a modern audience <em>does not </em>need to see a 10 minute rape scene on a 70' wide screen for any reason at any time to set the stage for any form of motivation. I really thought we were knowledgeable and compassionate enough at this stage of our evolution that just hinting at what had <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">occurred</span> would be enough to incite a theatre to riotous rage... but apparently I was wrong. And you know... With just the hint, I would watch the parents cut every person in a 10 mile radius into squishy bits with a butter knife and a blowtorch for 18 hours of real-time mayhem. But having to be exposed to it at length (and yes, I keep using that word for a reason... because I don't feel like I've watched a movie as much as I've been exposed to it)... while the girl watches her friend dying of stab wounds just out of arms reach, ejected me so completely out of the story that I could only focus on the rest as a technical exercise.</span><br /><br />So... I don't know. Lots of people have told me they liked the movie... but I think it's more just the thrill of revenge that they like. I pretty much wouldn't recommend this movie to anyone.<br /><br />The End.<br /><br />pPeter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-71236698869530010452009-08-31T19:52:00.018-07:002009-09-02T18:01:53.262-07:00You Blink When You Breathe And You Breathe When You Lie. You Blink When You Lie.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieHD3IpzoTSYvYg4byAjIG1ZzxuVtHIP80j3hNP5yYa0k-bqLQ0l69965srZubLYuHlI228V3yQRt0ocGKLycDtLsaD0Fxq4gyx1i-rpASoYUrjSPMAO6w1O12HWqjBDtrB9iLNBndvVO/s1600-h/thedeadweather.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376326940167749730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieHD3IpzoTSYvYg4byAjIG1ZzxuVtHIP80j3hNP5yYa0k-bqLQ0l69965srZubLYuHlI228V3yQRt0ocGKLycDtLsaD0Fxq4gyx1i-rpASoYUrjSPMAO6w1O12HWqjBDtrB9iLNBndvVO/s200/thedeadweather.jpg" border="0" /></a> Honestly, the life of a Man About Town such as myself can be a tiresome and time consuming venture. I've been so busy partying, socializing, mixing it up, if you will <span style="font-size:78%;">(by which I mean getting wasted and picking up girls almost half my age... What? Don't turn jealousy into hate. I'll treat her well... and if not her, probably her mom... and if I have my way, both!)</span> <span style="font-size:100%;">that I haven't had the time to uphold more serious responsibilities </span><span style="font-size:78%;">(like getting wasted and doing movie reviews for you ingrates).<span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">So, dear reader, though I'd love to be slobbering opinion about a movie I probably won't remember in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">the</span> morning, I have a special treat for you: Today I'm going to slobber opinion about a new album I've recently started rocking that's pretty much kicking the shit out of me harder than a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">fire hose</span> enema!</span><br /></span><br />The craftsmen (and woman) behind this masterpiece of pummeling poop projection perfection is the recently assembled band 'The Dead Weather'<br /><br />Forming in Nashville in March of 2009, the band wrote and recorded the impromptu album, 'Horehound' that was released the following July and debuted at number 6 on the Billboard charts largely based on the unique and talented members that pulled together from their already successful projects. The who's who of this superstar lineup includes Alison <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Mosshart</span> of The Kills, Dean <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Fertita</span> of Queens Of The Stone Age, Jack Lawrence of the Raconteurs, and Jack White of The White Stripes. Together this band has spewed forth a rocking, seething, hard hitting assembly of filthy-dirty tracks <span style="font-size:78%;">(with more fuzz than a women's prison)</span> that hit with a fresh vitality reminiscent of the power displayed in Rage Against The Machine's debut CD way back when. Yeah.... that kind of hard hitting...<br /><br />If you like good music... and, let's face it, if you're reading this blog, you're clearly an intelligent, classy and compassionate individual who's ensconced themselves in culture and worldly cares and therefore hasn't got enough common sense to realize I would steal your wallet from your pants pocket by reaching under the public toilet stall <em>just </em>so I could get the 9 piece nuggets instead of the 6... and women, I'm talking to you... then you'd probably listen to the recorded sounds of wolverine intercourse if I told you it was hip... which I wouldn't because "hipsters" have stolen what was "hip" about the word "hip" <span style="font-size:78%;">(apparently "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">douchebag</span>" didn't sound as good)</span> but I digress... seriously... what the hell was I talking about??? I heart <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Vicodin</span>! <span style="font-size:78%;">(just kidding! relax! I meant Tylenol with Codeine... number 4's!) </span><span style="font-size:100%;">Oh yeah! The Dead Weather! Damn! Bad Ass band! Here's a video. It's BAD ASS TOO!!! seriously one of the most kinetic videos I've seen since Duran Duran's 'Wild Boys'... except it's nothing like that........ watch it. Buy the CD. Tell me I was right </span><span style="font-size:78%;">(or tell me I was wrong... and I'll introduce you to the back of my hand!) </span><br /><br /><p><span style="font-size:78%;"></p></span>p<br /><br /><p><object height="252" width="406"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M7QSkI6My1g&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M7QSkI6My1g&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="406" height="252"></embed></object></p>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-68015930297158864112009-08-21T22:46:00.002-07:002009-08-21T22:49:46.520-07:00Thirty4Point5 Presents: Uuuuuuughhhhh!So... I'm 30 minutes into The Last House On The Left and I've officially pushed too far. I'm <em>WAYYYYYYYY</em> too wasted to continue (17 shots = retarded)<br /><br />I'll let you know what I think of this film ASAP...<br /><br />wow...<br /><br />pPeter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-41857811139526276232009-08-21T20:27:00.012-07:002009-09-02T18:02:50.234-07:00Thirty4Point5 Presents: Totally Wasted Movie Reviews - The Sub-Plot (AKA Dexter)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT250CYVOS8f-lT9L3KvSeXMnZBfsaD_-YobLZstNx3j4w5oC8zHZk6o8SvajAtSs0O2gAN3RoncSjAjQ6XePHxc3hrz1tOCfF_8CaEbiuirk2Ljb7wpwfHoxtzLFmQmF9xVN83XvQge6L/s1600-h/dexter_season_2_poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372632391040186434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT250CYVOS8f-lT9L3KvSeXMnZBfsaD_-YobLZstNx3j4w5oC8zHZk6o8SvajAtSs0O2gAN3RoncSjAjQ6XePHxc3hrz1tOCfF_8CaEbiuirk2Ljb7wpwfHoxtzLFmQmF9xVN83XvQge6L/s200/dexter_season_2_poster.jpg" border="0" /></a> Always thirsty for entertainment, I've recently taken on the series 'Dexter' to see if it holds up to some of the amazing things I've seen come out of serialized drama in the past few years (i.e. Six Feet Under, Lost, Rome, True Blood, Generation Kill, Etc.) and I have been <em>far </em>from <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">disappointed</span>.<br /><div><br /><div>So, to warm up for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">tonight's</span> Thirty4Point5 Presents: Totally Wasted Movie Reviews - The Last House On The Left, I've been watching the most recent (for me) episode of Dexter (which happens to be Season 2 Episode 2). And, WOW. This series hasn't let me down for a second... and, maybe it's the tequila (that I'm 10 shots into), or maybe it's true... but this has been one of the most focused episodes on everything that I've come to love about this series.</div><br /><div>I did take some notes... but first, this commercial announcement...</div><br /><div>As mentioned, tonight's tequila is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Hornitos</span> - <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Resposado</span> from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Sauza</span>. As far as tequilas go, I've found it to be one of the smoothest, most floral tequilas I have tried. It goes down smooth from first taste to final palate and has an oddly fruity quality to it's flavour that makes the 15 plus shot count (so far) not seem like an exercise in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">tolerance</span>...</div><br /><div>Anyway, before I begin the official start of Totally Wasted Movie Reviews #3 - The Last House On The Left... here are some of the thoughts I've had about the incredibly enjoyable series, Dexter... as it's related to this episode and the series in general: </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSF2964UECEkHeEZjKFAga9OqYPMCPsI06NkC-598qKlfsKaCaXuCTqfzPvM70mX_0unjms73hE5A3fS8cRI_18Sxhkdqhu201r5YVycp6H9J4ohUkTnFmZqG2OeclFvUik6LVbwVVhxU1/s1600-h/jennifer-carpenter.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372633979368030482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSF2964UECEkHeEZjKFAga9OqYPMCPsI06NkC-598qKlfsKaCaXuCTqfzPvM70mX_0unjms73hE5A3fS8cRI_18Sxhkdqhu201r5YVycp6H9J4ohUkTnFmZqG2OeclFvUik6LVbwVVhxU1/s200/jennifer-carpenter.jpg" border="0" /></a>First... for a unique and uncharacteristically cast character, Dexter's sister Deb, played by actress <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Jennifer</span> Carpenter, is so hot it hurts! She's very unique looking and pretty far outside the realm of typical Hollywood beauty, but <em>damn </em>is her <em>character </em>ever hot!!! I say "character" because maybe she's a twat in real life (I'm officially bringing back the word "twat"... isn't it great?)... either way... whether real or fiction, that girl is someone I just want to put my arms around and love... <span style="font-size:78%;">and do dirty, <em>dirty</em> things to...</span></div><br /><div>Second... the characters are amazing in this series! I'm totally into each and every one of them. What a spectacular cast and equally well written characters!</div><br /><div>The writing on this series is superb. I'm all about the one liners, and I've taken note on a couple that I'll post below...</div><br /><div>"I'm not human"</div><br /><div>"No. Just Fucked up"</div><br /><div>Great!</div><br /><div>"Where do I put Chino when I'm done with him?"</div><br /><div>This line is officially BRUTAL because it so very casually exposes the monstrosity that is our Hero... but, to the credit of the writers, they stepped it up tenfold by making this the next line...</div><br /><div>"So, this is the man that stands between me and Death Row"</div><br /><div>Trust me... these lines are out of context... but borne of the weight of the first season, these lines are heavy-ass shit! The writing on this series is absolutely <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">unbelievable</span>! Though, I admit, I wasn't 100% sold at first... but once these characters become clear to you... it's a little staggering how well they're written...</div><br /><div>Anyway... this episode knocked my socks off! Can't wait to get into the next one! But, for now, it's time to get the main event underway! Check back soon for some totally incoherent babble about the film, Last House On The Left...</div><br /><div>Until then, Happy Drinking!</div><br /><div>p</div><br /><div></div></div>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-14437064833993179252009-08-21T17:49:00.013-07:002009-08-21T18:57:33.375-07:00Inglorious Quick Note<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhke8nA6BO7wVfxw549SgPZNhLczZwFSuFBccfI9O0bbLDPHhkwM2IoPyFiaMkkILxmqJ8uL4l8oLczvCNRUaMxA89A8cppiQVyoZ2NBEZ7HRVulF6DhQ6I2E4ZmU4vzri1fqPDJCCcCBXV/s1600-h/inglorious-basterds-1-477x699.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372590284300155218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhke8nA6BO7wVfxw549SgPZNhLczZwFSuFBccfI9O0bbLDPHhkwM2IoPyFiaMkkILxmqJ8uL4l8oLczvCNRUaMxA89A8cppiQVyoZ2NBEZ7HRVulF6DhQ6I2E4ZmU4vzri1fqPDJCCcCBXV/s200/inglorious-basterds-1-477x699.jpg" border="0" /></a> Saw the midnight showing of the new film by Quentin <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Tarantino</span>, 'Inglorious <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Basterds</span>,' last night. I'd really love to provide you with a solid review of this film, but I'm not so sure I can. See... I wake up for work at 4:30am <span style="font-size:78%;">(I'm a Vampire Hunter and it's always best to catch them just before sunrise... 'cause they look so damn pretty in that light. What? I said "hunter" not "slayer"... can't a guy have a vampire fetish? Ashley?) </span><span style="font-size:100%;">and by the time the movie started, I was well on my way to sleepy-sleepy land, where Ninjas ride gorillas into battle against robot-pirate-zombies... with laser boobies. But, here are a few of the impressions that I got when my eyes opened:</span><br /><br /><div>Nerds love Quentin <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Tarantino</span> </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">QT's</span> films have gotten better with every effort<br /></div><br /><div>2.5 hours is a long time to read a subtitled film that isn't Seven Samurai<br /></div><br /><div>The acting in this film is exceptional with a capital X... no wait... that's not right......<br /></div><br /><div>Movies without popcorn sucks<br /></div><br /><div>I wish the guy next to me had brought gum to cover up the rotting carrion death stench of his damn gaping gob<br /></div><br /><div>The violence in this film is as visceral and realistic as I've ever seen<br /></div><br /><div>Although I slept through all the punchlines, I woke up every time the audience laughed... so, apparently there's some good <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ol</span>' QT humour in it...<br /></div><br /><div>This film is beautifully tragic<br /></div><br /><div>I really have to see this movie again... perhaps when it comes out on DVD <span style="font-size:78%;">(by which I mean "after my download of the screen-shot video from Pirate Bay is complete"... p.s. I kid. I would never do that! ...I always download from Mini Nova now that Pirate Bay is such a legal heat score)</span></div><br /><div></div><div>I wouldn't be surprised to see this movie get an Academy Award nod in some way... it's a pretty solid, quality film </div><br /><div>Quentin <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Tarantino</span> never went to history class<br /></div><br /><div>That's pretty much all I've got. I would recommend seeing this film if you don't mind subtitles and can handle <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">viddying</span> a bit of the old Ultra-Violence. I will definitely be checking it out again... perhaps as a future Totally Wasted Movie Review... which, by the by, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">gets</span> rolling again in a couple of hours.<br /><br /><p></p></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372590595503119810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghbinfsM-6MBSCSABGF7OfmXTlocezEiN5tyuBg90FqpAyhaVdsOcnppW72IXvonYFK1YXcnLJtbqfDCrejdRpzOf7uNDdDZv0cLdyeaoTEZwegYrxxD7JvWSyPTt_YZhx4-Ihf7p-zMP9/s200/Sauza-Hornitos-Reposado-Tequila-lg.jpg" border="0" />Tonight's tequila, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Hornitos</span> - <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Resposado</span>, is brought to you by the fine people at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Sauza</span>, Brewery Creek Beer & Wine on Main Street in Vancouver, the Number Drunk, and the Letter Pizza... I'll let you know what I think of it after the 15<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">th</span> shot :)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Be Awesome!</div><div></div><br /><div>p</div>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-57204353461650048002009-08-20T19:14:00.012-07:002009-09-01T07:45:16.067-07:00Alright Suckas! Jump The Hell On Back!So... This move and summer and work and heat and poor and movies and bikes and a whole shit load of other excuses have really put the Ju Ju on my Mojo for the past couple of months. I tell you, I've been like a fat kid at Lazy Camp <span style="font-size:78%;">(sponsored by the fine people at McDonald's).</span> I'm generally pretty neurotic <span style="font-size:78%;">(and a little neurotically pretty... ladies?)</span> but lately my brain's been funkier than Kimbo Slice's jock... or so I've heard (right mom?) <span style="font-size:78%;">(what? I always call your sister mom... she thinks it makes her sound older)...</span> anyway, where was I? Oh yeah... Thirty4Point5 <span style="font-size:78%;">(brought to you by the obese, lazy, Big Mac eatin', illegal sister porkin', somehow knowin' how Kimbo's jock smells people of... well... me) <span style="font-size:100%;">!</span><br /></span><br />Now, because I love you all, and some of you more than others <span style="font-size:78%;">(Ashley, I'm still waiting... I know you're busy and shit but sooner or later I'm just gonna have to move on... I hear my left hand is back in town too and looking for some kicks... by which I mean masturbation... get it? me neither)</span> I'm going to kick off the relaunch of this Awesome-Awesome <span style="font-size:78%;">(that's like almost the same as Really Really <em>Really </em>cool)</span> Blog<span style="font-size:78%;"> (which, lets face it, is really more like a receptacle of rad),</span> with the official return to, with and of... Thirty4Point5 Presents: Totally Wasted Movie Reviews #3 - The Last House On The Left <em>THIS FRIDAY NIGHT!!! </em><br /><br />Now, a little history lesson... no... wait! Come back... I don't mean stupid history like with facts and junk... I mean <em>my </em>history as it relates to this film! No? Still not coming back? What if I promised you hookers? No? Still going, heh? You'll be back... <em>Anyway, </em>when I was pretty young I saw the original Wes Craven version of this movie. If you've seen it you probably know that it's pretty harsh... and to a 12 year old boy, it was almost as brutal as that same boy at 9 years old seeing the rape scene in Clockwork Orange <span style="font-size:78%;">(starting to get an idea of my formative years?). </span>I've been a horror movie buff my whole life, but I never wanted to see that film a second time. A couple of years ago they re-released it on a special edition DVD. The day it was released, I went to the store on my lunch break, tracked it down, snatched it off the shelf, turned it over to see what special features were included and spotted the few images on the back of the case. Those few images were like a kick in the nuts... without the actual kick... or the pain associated with kicks to the nuts... so I guess it wasn't really anything like that at all... but it did affect me enough that I turned the case around, put it back on the shelf and went back to work without it. It affected me that much.<br /><br />Fortunately, since Hollywood has officially run out of new ideas, Last House on the Left has received the generally awful modernization remake... except, I hear this one is pretty good. So good, in fact, that we're gonna put it to the test to see how it holds up against <em>way </em>too much tequila! Arriba! Until then, here's the trailer:<br /><br /><object width="315" height="202"><param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/8141"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/8141" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" width="315" height="202" allowFullScreen="true"></embed></object><br /><br />See you Friday!<br /><br />p<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">p.s.... we </span><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">still</span> </em><span style="color:#ff0000;"><3</span> <span style="color:#ffff33;">Ashley Greene!</span>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-17758970115561700602009-07-26T23:06:00.006-07:002009-07-26T23:27:24.173-07:00Jaded: Part 2, Confessions<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDgy2vB-gU13UIfwXoN0EpEnHWbqSOg7XbN-9KGX-Umxir-uXw2nzn8j60v5RFZzLtk8IbaiyaolgEP5q5h9Ai0vnoad0toJkSPWQwpyyt-2SKNMzZGKbyQ_Lgz5fZmYZAdFIzaxEgruCg/s1600-h/angry.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363019414345777474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDgy2vB-gU13UIfwXoN0EpEnHWbqSOg7XbN-9KGX-Umxir-uXw2nzn8j60v5RFZzLtk8IbaiyaolgEP5q5h9Ai0vnoad0toJkSPWQwpyyt-2SKNMzZGKbyQ_Lgz5fZmYZAdFIzaxEgruCg/s200/angry.jpg" border="0" /></a> I guess, dear reader, that I should just come out and say what it is I'm trying to say with this little project, then we can get down to explaining how it is we got from Point A to Point B... well... almost to point B. Almost. See, I'm not who you think I am. Sure the person you see at work or at shows or on the street is every bit the person who's actions have defined whatever our relationship is, but I am not Peter Ashworth. I never have been. Unfortunately, what my real name is I can't say at this time. See, there's this Point B thing looming on the horizon... and by "looming" I mean "waiting to destroy me"... the real me... whomever that may be. And, although every moment of my life is drawing me toward that conclusion, if you know anything about me, you know my brain is running rampant with schemes on how to come out on top of this situation. Also if you know anything about me, you know you're just going to have to trust that I can't risk exposing how close I am to seeing my plans come to pass.<br /><br />Now, I may not be able to tell you my real name, but I can tell you this; after the death of my father... my <em>real </em>father... I spent a few years in various foster homes. For the most part, this wasn't as bad as a lot of the stories make them out to be. A lot of the places I stayed were run by loving, caring people who just feel compelled to do something to quiet that voice in their head. Which, believe me, I understand all too well. And though the people running the homes were often kind hearted, what I brought into their homes was far from the same. I was a monster, to say the least. I was violent, angry, aggressive, argumentative, and scheming... but I was also intelligent, calculating, imaginative and tenacious. If there was something I wanted, you can believe I was planning ways to get it. Intricate ways. For instance, If I wanted a cookie from the pantry but was unable to reach where they were, I may, say, take the ex-lax from the bathroom, put some in the cats water dish, wait until one of the older children was sent to the pantry with the step ladder to remove the kitty litter from the top shelf, wait until he'd carried the bag out of sight and then used the ladder myself to not only win my prize, but, in all likelihood, place the blame squarely on the shoulders of the older child who was only doing as he was asked. Sorry Scotty :) Needless to say, my caregivers and I were often at odds... Scotty and I didn't get along too well either.Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-32992343800109638182009-06-29T17:25:00.005-07:002009-06-29T17:33:35.592-07:00Addendum<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352911584253299186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJheBUFBbwSqvELfa4wpJGYKr97eOO_wLeohGiCVvBKY3MU4hojUYQ_YXLbGcJXqP7PKJ2qhQh6QWGRmD4Sx7nJQgvfk0NGhTj4cEHp1vMKvS4IQZHQmKyVWkJqIgQIZGmTTRK7UVsJIIg/s400/RESCUE.jpg" border="0" />Turns out the new Thirty4Point5 Corpse Covers are also explosion proof. Case in point: this photograph depicting my harrowing escape after rescuing these two plastic jugs from the Los <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Juggalos</span> Criminal Compound, Dominican Republic. Now, I'm not telling you this to sell hats... I'm just <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">sayin</span>'... <em>EXPLOSION PROOF! </em><span style="font-size:78%;">They pretty much sell <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">themselves</span>. </span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br />pPeter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-54382084008294688652009-06-28T14:22:00.005-07:002009-09-02T18:03:24.466-07:00Get 'Em While They're Cold - New Corpse Covers!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-_Uuk9QjR8jRcHNXG4DmvzB2NZSyn_tyYqdmVh9a_tJRmLY8eISdrXMom-NVlpjemHt2Ga1KEGcyEMNmuQpPKFQiGXKHGL_WkwfFC9Mmws65l4zPaCAHNvYRmWvlioCcQTL6Qxmga0SZ/s1600-h/T4P5HAT.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352494894530460050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-_Uuk9QjR8jRcHNXG4DmvzB2NZSyn_tyYqdmVh9a_tJRmLY8eISdrXMom-NVlpjemHt2Ga1KEGcyEMNmuQpPKFQiGXKHGL_WkwfFC9Mmws65l4zPaCAHNvYRmWvlioCcQTL6Qxmga0SZ/s320/T4P5HAT.jpg" border="0" /></a> Afraid the police might notice your friend is just a severed head? Tired of being <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">asked</span> to buy an extra ticket when you take your decapitated buddy to the movies? Sick of always getting told the All-You-Can-Eat price only covers you and if that rotting head of yours plans on staying, he's gonna have to pay as well?<br /><div></div><br /><div>Me too! <span style="font-size:78%;">(See, Ashley Greene, how much we have in common? You should totally marry me!)</span></div><div></div><br /><div>So, since life seems to have a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">tendency</span> to be way too unfair, we (meaning me) at Thirty4Point5 have come up with a solution: Thirty4Point5 Presents: Corpse Covers!</div><br /><div>Now you can take your decomposing head anywhere, anytime, without the hassles of having to accept the responsibility that comes along with it. Simply hide the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">questionable</span> cranium under one of these stylish chapeaus and you'll be sitting pretty... without all the unwanted questions. And it even prevents accelerated decomposition caused by the uncaring, uncompromising sun! Take that Sol!</div><div></div><br /><div>Where can you get one of these incredible devices? Simple! Right here! At Thirty4Point5, we have all your needs taken care of... usually before you even realize you have a need! We're <em>that </em>progressive!</div><div></div><br /><div>Hit me up if you can't live without one of these life saving devices... Quantities are limited (to however many I make up on the spot) so act fast... you'll be glad you did!</div><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;">* Note: Corpse Covers do not come with severed head... also, Thirty4Point5 and it's subsidiaries accepts no responsibility for the acquisition, use of, or criminal prosecution inherent with severed heads or the bodies to which they once belonged. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;">** Note 2: Thirty4Point5 DOES accept responsibility for Ashley Greene being as awesome as we (meaning I) say she is...</span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><div>p</div>Peter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-11062632475991644352009-06-27T23:12:00.004-07:002009-09-02T18:04:21.188-07:00'Got Fight?' - Reviewing Forrest Griffin's New Book<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeJESDickAY-VKDVzIvoGpb18vSi-DHsFtrFpOLAVkPgIm16LCktuslF1Swci58QljzIm-34I-dQuoNtcCulzNpv1VnBZ1pT6O98U2ZRERhouQTDWWMVHDQdqqRt6Q11mXG4eNfQ7a_4qv/s1600-h/fg.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352258009290112866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeJESDickAY-VKDVzIvoGpb18vSi-DHsFtrFpOLAVkPgIm16LCktuslF1Swci58QljzIm-34I-dQuoNtcCulzNpv1VnBZ1pT6O98U2ZRERhouQTDWWMVHDQdqqRt6Q11mXG4eNfQ7a_4qv/s320/fg.gif" border="0" /></a> Just finished reading Forrest Griffin's book, 'Got Fight?' and was thoroughly entertained. It's funny, insightful, scary and an all around good read. Now... it is intentionally overt in it's machismo and kind of homophobic... although I read it as not being serious and instead being part of the intentional overtness 'cause, for the most part, the context tends to be him making fun of himself. Also, there's a whole lot of space at the end dedicated to basic fight techniques. If you know anything about fighting or do any training yourself... it's a little redundant. Sure there's comical aspects to the writing in this section, but I found myself just giving up on reading through them.<br /><br />If you're an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">MMA</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">UFC</span>, or Forrest Griffin fan, it's definitely worth a read... and even if you're not, it's pretty damn funny. Forrest is definitely a character and though not incredibly long, this book gives you a pretty healthy dose of his personality.<br /><br />Check out Forrest's site for more info: <a href="http://www.forrestgriffin.net/news/">http://www.forrestgriffin.net/news/</a><br /><br />pPeter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941624295522851984.post-40360932003694768102009-06-01T22:55:00.004-07:002009-06-01T22:59:30.285-07:00See, Told You So!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidDG2wAEUnpdY2DjbXqxQIcr0L8EmZi_DQERBi7qi-Cmnew6ytFUrVEEkyFN5yIyftDlVOj3x1Tc8dH3tQ21pFxRBtxDkgBOWsMr1ZoijQFuYqtovIlwwGhYIGRnXaIUjBW1GAYkIyLgA2/s1600-h/boobs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342605474432627826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidDG2wAEUnpdY2DjbXqxQIcr0L8EmZi_DQERBi7qi-Cmnew6ytFUrVEEkyFN5yIyftDlVOj3x1Tc8dH3tQ21pFxRBtxDkgBOWsMr1ZoijQFuYqtovIlwwGhYIGRnXaIUjBW1GAYkIyLgA2/s320/boobs.jpg" border="0" /></a> Long time listener, first time caller Barb inspired me to make another spectacular edition to add to my multitude of (AKA two) motivational posters. So I thought I'd throw this one up here as well. This is the world premier folks! Get 'em while they're hot <span style="font-size:78%;">* can also be taken home and microwaved later... in a microwave safe bowl.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br />pPeter Ashworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17678105917087827885noreply@blogger.com0