Señor Grumblecakes (jervo) wrote,
Señor Grumblecakes

1. I've more or less beaten my cold, thanks to Zicam. Do me a favor and click on that link, will you? Ok. See how it has this brand-new "Easy To Open" packaging? See, also, that this "Easy To Open" packaging requires 5 steps before you actually get to stuff the thing up your nose? The only thing that's easier about this new packaging is the ability to get the goo all over your hands.

Also, using Zicam can apparently result in the loss of the sense of smell. Or, at least, that's what the lawyers would have you believe.

2. I suppose I'd be angier about the Giambi thing if he'd actually been a productive 1st baseman that hadn't been chronically injured over the last few seasons; as it is, I'd sorta gotten used to him sitting on the bench, striking out in big-pressure pinch hitting situations, and I'll admit that I even preferred seeing Olerud at the end of last season. Where have you gone, Nick Johnson? (And will you come back?)

3. The Untouchables was on last night. Kath had never seen it, but I'd seen it quite a bit and remember liking it a lot. Boy, was I insane. First of all - it has, by far, the worst soundtrack in the history of cinema. Secondly, Kevin Costner is atrocious, and yet only he could say a line like "Let's do some good" and have it sound just as stupid as it's supposed to. Thirdly - did David Mamet really write this screenplay? I'm guessing that De Palma deleted a ton of scenes, because there's about a zillion continuity errors that render a lot of the film incomprehensible, or at least just plain silly (i.e., when the hell was Costner's wife 9 months pregnant in the first half of the movie?) Fourth, there's nothing quite like seeing two old Irish guys trying to beat the crap out of each other in an alley in the middle of a storm. Fifth.. well, the whole Potemkin homage at the end is horrifically contrived... What else, what else... did I mention the worst soundtrack in motion picture history? Honestly. Kath and I had great fun during the final confrontation between Elliot Ness and Frank Nitti, singing "chicken shit" over the main theme.

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    Oh, Onion.

  • the day after yesterday

    1. It's still a bit surreal, to be sure. I have my flash recorder on me, which we used to record yesterday's songwriting session, and I listened to…

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    You can thank me later. For I now present to you, FINALLY, the trailer for my most anticipated movie of the year. For Your Consideration.

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