Boob Job

This reminds me of the ubiquitous bar game system, the touch screen multi-game console, and it's Erotic Photo Hunt game. It's my favorite!!!

Clubber Lang? Clubber Baron!!!

Game 5
Golden State 111
Dallas 86

Golden State Warriors have pulled off the biggest upset in NBA Playoff history!
What a series!!!

Ookla the Mok Will Own You

You know, I love the apocalypse. I love the images it invokes, and the renegade stories that can be told. It's like ground zero for the human race.
Some of my favorite literature and cinema as a kid was derived from this concept, starting with the bible. Noah and the ark? one giant apocalyptic rainstorm wiped out all life on earth, and that makes us all Noah's children (coincidentally, he was the first person to grow grapes, make wine, and become a wino when he discovered land again*). In movies, it's quite a common theme, and, if you've noticed the link, one that i've built my blog around. The last shot of the Planet of the Apes has the hero pounding the surf in despair when he sees the toppled statue of liberty (a scene in which you can view by clicking on the beach-looking movie clip to the left). It's one of my all-time favorite scenes, btw, and not because of the gun-totin', over-emotin' Charlton Heston, but because of the vibrant contrast between the past and present displayed so well by Lady Liberty.
Here is a link to a good list of other movies set in a post-apocalyptic world.
Of note, I tend to go towards the type where technology is wiped out and the surviving humans fight over resources, like Mad Max, and the anime classic Fist of the North Star. In the above picture, Thundarr (from one of my favorite 80's Saturday morning cartoons, Thundarr the Barbarian) and his posse roam the world beating up wizards and monsters, but couldn't last more than 2 seasons. Ookla, supposedly, was modeled after Star Wars fan-favorite Chewbacca in the same way that neither speaks English and is a furry sidekick to the hero. But in my 5 year old estimation, he should have been the title of the show.
Ookla the Mok ...and Friends.







*It's been recently reported that one of Darren Aronofsky's next projects is based on this fool.

Sports

I suck at sports.
Even running, which i did with 100% effort in high school, wasn't supported by skill, so much as putting in the miles on the road. Nothing amazed me more than seeing guys who smoked in their camaros after school, join the team, and proceed to coast by on skill. Even so, I'm competitive and love the feeling of standing on a platform to receive some cheap medal bought in bulk, and engraved by my local pastor's nephew. In fact, i tried every sport i could.
Even the ones where i didn't know the rules. Like football. When I joined the team, all i wanted was to be that guy... the one who marched the team down the field on the strength of his leadership. Then the practices started, and i had to settle for just getting a hand on the ball and hiking it to that guy. Then the real practices started the ones with full pads, and I was lined up against my best friend... who was in my former position and apathetic. So, I put my helmeted head low and speared him where it counts as soon as his hands left the ball. I don't know why, but no one wore cups to protect themselves in 7th grade, i suppose it's equivalent to not wearing deodorant yet, and my best buddy was howling pissed. Tears on his jersey, he chased me all over the field only to finally catch me when the wicked 8th graders tackled me and I got one hell of a gut-busting jam pile. My coach must have seen some sort of potential because i suddenly became a kick returner who specialized in running and getting smashed and piled on by opposing teams. Even though the 8th grade jerseys were brand new and being on the team was almost as cool as that '84 Playboy hidden in my locker, I would not return for a second year.
Wrestling, though... that had promise.