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Thursday, 16 August 2007

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    A Game of Thrones (A Song of Ice and Fire, Book 1)
    By George R.R. Martin
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    I'm pissed!!  OK, this doesn't count as a normal entry so I won't be doing my normal entry procedures.   All my Xanga pals seem to have moved on to the Facebook revolution (that sauce is weak) so I decided to get me a  Facebook.  When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a way to import my Xanga blog into  my Facebook notes page.  Brilliant!!  EXCEPT it JACKED UP all my Xanga posts.  Literally thousands of various punctuation marks have been changed into random question marks.  I am not happy about this.  If anyone knows how to fix it, give me a heads up.

Thursday, 09 August 2007

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    Go
    By Vertical Horizon
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         Hopefully this old dog can learn some new tricks because this whole Xanga thing seems to have upgraded since the last time I paid it a visit.  Even if I can't, no matter.  I highly doubt anyone is visiting all this noise anymore anyway. 

         So, needless to say, it has been awhile.  Quite the hiatus I headed off on.  So here's the skinny.  Recently I took myself a bit of a writing course and loved it.  It reminded me of the good ol' days of ranting and raving about whatever I wanted to on my Xanga page.  Throughout the course I was hoping an opportunity would come up to write the entry I was working on while dissecting Disney movies.  While this did not happen the desire to write the entry did not go away.  Now, you’ll have to bear with me.  On some levels this entry will be a bit outdated as it was intended to have been written some number of months ago (possibly years, but who’s counting?).  Anyway, here goes:

         Well, you killed it.  You may not have realized at the time that you were killing it, but you definitely killed it.  Please understand, I’ve never exactly been “hip” or “with it” (of particular note, my use of the phrases “hip” and “with it”) but I do find myself intrigued by the various things that find their way in and out of pop culture.  For example, I am strangely fascinated by the fact that during the 90’s and early 2000’s, anyone sporting clothing resembling the fashions of the 80’s was openly mocked.  However, now in the midst of the first decade of the new millennia, these fashions seem to be getting recycled (i.e. Giant sunglasses for women and Aviator glasses for men).  This observance may or may not become entry-worth at a later date.  Stay tuned.  For the sake of this entry, however, I will be honing in on three particular trends that have become so abundantly popular they are, at this point, mere background noise and not the icons of uniqueness their perpetuators surely meant them to be. 

         OK.  Group activity.  Next time you are out and about (say a restaurant or a sporting event or the unique combination of both known as the “sports bar") take a look at the people around you.  Specifically, take a look at the wrists of the people around you.  How many of them are sporting a quarter inch wide, solid-colored, plain rubber bracelets with some random phrase “engraved” on it?  Take a look at you own wrist.  Did I getcha?  Now, I know, I know.  Yours isn’t yellow, it is pink; and it doesn’t say “Livestrong” it reads, “Sexy,” but honestly, do you think anyone noticed?  Probably not.  Do I think you’re sexy because your bracelet says so?  Probably not.  Even if I thought you were sexy because your bracelet said so, would you want this to be my only clue?  Say it with me now: probably not.  OK, for the sake of brevity (Ha!) and my general lack of knowledge/care, I’m going to go ahead and ignore the Lance Armstrong personal like fiasco.  My understanding: the man leaves his loving wife and children who supported him through his bout with cancer and after winning the Tour de France several times, runs off with Cheryl Crow (Bluhg, poor choice).  Personal life aside, you gotta give the man props for his cameo in Dodgeball and for making the sport of cycling news-worthy (don’t think me a hater, I am, after all, a cyclist).  Anyway, the dude initializes a cancer foundation known as Livestrong and creates a national craze.  Who knew that the cheapest piece of jewelry would become the world’s most fashionable overnight?  Originally designed to promote cancer-awareness (the whole Livestrong part) and the sport of cycling (the current leader of the le Tour always wears a yellow jersey), these colorful bracelets now promote anything from fruits of the spirit (hope, joy, love, peace) to sports teams (Go Bucks!) to general self-advertisement (see “sexy” above).  Say what you will against Lance Armstrong, the battle against cancer is very real and painful.  It is sad to see a trend that was originated from such a noble cause be lost in the seas of pop culture obscurity. 

         Wow.  We’re running long already.  Tell you what.  I’m gonna go ahead and finish this off, but for those who complain that my posts are too “long,” I’m gonna break it up into chunks and post them over the next few days.  Peace out!!


     

    Things that are awesome:

    #34: My Wife.

     

    Things that are not awesome:

    #12: Whoever introduced my wife to Facebook.

     

    Quote of the Entry:

    “It does not do well to dwell on dreams and forget to live.” –Professor Dumbledore

     

    Song lyric of the Entry:

    “Echo, Echo… We come and we go.  No I don’t want to be just another… Echo, echo…” –Vertical Horizon

     

    Random thought of the Entry:

    If something happens bimonthly, does it happen twice a month or once every two months?

Tuesday, 10 May 2005

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    Hotel Paper
    By Michelle Branch
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                I’m bored… really bored.  This is, quite possibly, the explanation for why I am updating my Xanga for the second time in so short an amount of time, which should be a record.  Anyway, so today I was going through my old Xangas and noticed that at one point in time I got 28 eKudos in one entry.  ONE!!  That’s ridiculous.  That’s almost as many as my last 3 entries combined.  Whoa!!  However, prepare for an epic.  This is it, folks.  The entry.  I don’t know if any of you have ever experienced this sensation before but I am fully cognizant of the fact that I am about to compose an entry that could change the history of the world as we know it.  And that is a heavy burden to have on my shoulders.  Whew.  Give me a moment to take a breather here.  *inhales deeply* ………………. *exhales deeply*  (Repeat)
                Anyway, as I was saying before, if you have never had the experience of composing a world-changing Xanga I suggest you find a way to do so as quickly as possible as it is quite exhilarating.  Stressful, yes.  But exhilarating.
               
    So, in an effort to remind you all that The Lion King, although second, was a great movie, I shall make reference to it quickly because, as I feared, that entry only received 8 eKudos, which I feel is a darn shame.  Simba deserves better than that, as does Billy Shake.  Do you all remember the scene at the end of El Rey Leon where Rafiki (the ninja monkey) is all like, “It is time,” and it’s raining and Simba meanders out to the precipice of Pride Rock and roars for all of the Pride Lands to hear?  Then all the Lionesses echo his roar with a uniquely combined sense of regret for the past but simultaneous hope for the future.  Maybe only those of you who saw this film in the theatres will be able to relate to me when I ask this but do you remember how glorious that scene felt?  How majestic?  Try to stay with me here, but this feels similar.  I am quite literally roaring out load at my keyboard… and it feels good, I mean, real good.  Hey everyone, come and see how good this feels!!  And I expect, after reading this, that you too shall roar in triumph and mourning as we celebrate the announcement of the proverbial King of Disney movies (and, yes, I did have to look up how to spell “proverbial” on Webster.com) whilst jointly remembering those that were unable to attend the glorious celebration because of ever so slight glitches in their plot… or because they were thrown off a cliff into a herd of stampeding wildebeests while their sons look helplessly on.  Either way works.  Whichever visual works better for you.  The only differences here is I am in Ohio, not Africa; it is not raining outside, but it is cold which I think generates a similar effect; and I’m the one roaring but I’m not so much in the role of Simba taking the position of King but more in the role of Rafiki, announcing and preparing the way for the new King.  Other than that it is identical.  ROAR!!
                And you know those scenes in Monty Python and the Holy Grail where a particular scene is kinda dragging on longer than it really should and the camera will cut away to a group of people who shout in unison, “Get on with it!!”  Right now I would imagine you guys are feeling like that.  So, without too much more delay, I shall, in fact, get on with it.
                So, as you have probably guessed by now, the number one Disney movie of all time is Aladdin.  But do you know why?  Probably not.  Which is why I am about to tell you, and the reasons are numerous.
               
    Let’s start with the leading stud-muffin, the film’s namesake, Aladdin.  OK, let’s face it, the guy’s a beast; a true diamond in the rough.  Now, one could content that he too possesses his own tragic flaw in his tendency to fib from time to time.  This may be but if he were truly perfect we wouldn’t really have a story, and in the end we are able to see him as a dynamic character who has changed for the better.  This determination to correct the errors of his ways is admirable.  He shows himself to be a man of action as he risks life and limb to rescue Abu and Carpet from the frozen tundra.  Where was Ariel when Sebastien found himself in the clutches of the French chef?  Dining with Prince What’s-his-face hoping for a late night make-out session.  “But Alex,” you say, “When Eric realized he was making the mistake marrying Ursula instead of Ariel didn’t he show himself to be a man of action by running her through with a boat?”  True, but let’s not forget that up until this point, we barely even knew Eric.  Besides, which is more epic?  Stabbing an oversized octopus in the gut with an old, old wooden ship, or the freakin’ sweet money jump onto the giant ruby into the gem-slide, swipe the sword off the ground, leap into the air, and stab giant snake-form Jafar in the side.  Now, one might contend that the final showdown in Beauty and the Beast can compete with this but let’s not forget that Gaston was never given a chance to repent for his crimes.  We’ll never get to see the film Beauty and the Beast 2: The Return of Gaston because Gaston was carelessly flung from the rooftops whereas Aladdin was merciful enough to contain Jafar’s powers so that he would have a chance to reform.  And this, too, is why we love Aladdin.  We love him for his mercy.  He has no money for food so he risks his neck to steal a loaf of bread and what does he do with it?  He gives it to the orphan children.  Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat, otherwise we’d get along.
                You can also tell a lot about a man by the caliber of his friends.  Think about it.  Eric didn’t even have friends.  Well, unless you count that creepy old servant guy and he was worthless.  One thing we can say we like about Eric is he doesn’t seem to be too self-absorbed.  But what does his creepy old servant guy buy him for his birthday?  A huge statue of himself (which later gets blown up by Titan, which was awesome) so Eric’s one "friend" barely even knows him.  Now Beast’s servants (and right off the bat we start off on a sour note because they aren’t friends, they are servants) do know him a little better.  But what do they know?  They know he’s a jerkface.  One could content that they are loyal, but why are they loyal?  Two reasons: The first being that the fear him.  They obey him out of fear of his wrath.  The second reason being that there is something in it for them.  Unless they want to be stoves/teacups/candlestick-holders/clocks for the rest of their existences, they need to help this dude out because he is too much of a jerkface to help himself out.  Simba did have some good friends.  Nala, Zazu, Rafiki (the ninja monkey)… all good friends.  Timon and Pumba started off with ulterior motives but I believe their true friendship is demonstrated at the end when they show up to Pride Rock, dress in drag, and do the hula to distract the hyenas.  But remember, The Lion King was only number two because of its stolen plot.  Now, Aladdin has some loyal friends.  Carpet only knew him for a few moments but was loyal enough to risk thread and tassel to protect him from the collapsing Cave of Wonders.  Abu is not only loyal and a good friend, he follows Aladdin’s good leadership; when Aladdin gives up his loaf of bread, so does Abu.  Genie only has one spurt of disloyalty and I hardly think that is fair given the whole “phenomenal cosmic powers, itty-bitty living space” thing where he is mandated to obey whoever rubs his lamp.  And even then he apologizes to Aladdin for what he is being forced to do.
               
    The second reason Aladdin is number one?  Jasmine.  OK, let’s forget for a moment that she is the hottiest of all Disney hotties.  Here we have a strong leading lady.  Jasmine is no damsel in distress waiting to be rescued.  She wants to take part in Aladdin’s adventure.  I mean, she freakin’ learned how to pole vault in one try.  Have you ever tried pole vaulting?  It’s freakin’ hard!!  Now, while she can certainly keep up with Aladdin, she does not overpower him.  I mean, if there were snow in Agraba, and Aladdin and Jasmine got in a snowball fight, he would smoke her... er, “ice” her… or whatever you do to people in snowball fights when you beat them.
                I could go on and on.  The soundtrack, amazing.  Robin Williams as genie, brilliant!  Iago, Jafar, Raja… all great characters.  The Special Edition 2-Disc DVD set of Aladdin is some of the finest merchandise this side of the river Jordan, on sale today, come on down.
                The number one Disney Movie of all time?  Aladdin.

    Things that are awesome:
    #33:  New cleats.

    Things that are not awesome:
    #11:  The matching blisters new cleats left on my heels.

    Quote of the Entry:
    “Oh, nevermind.  I just answered my own question.  He did all that stuff to let the Israelites know I’m the Big G up in this Mutha.”  -Jeff McCants

    Sony lyric of the entry:
    “So now I run to you,
    and I move from night to day,
    for to live, I must die
    and there’s still no other way.”  -Paul Colman Trio

    Random Thought of the Entry:
    The actual song I was listening to when I posted this was “Wild Night” by John Cougar Mellencamp but it is off the album “Dance Naked” which had a really messed up album cover I didn’t want to show on my Xanga, so I showed the next song that played on my list.

                       

Tuesday, 26 April 2005

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    What Are You Waiting For?
    By FM Static
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                So, here’s the deal:  I gotta go ahead and finish up this Disney mess because as of late I’ve been consistently getting Xanga ideas but have been unable to compose their respective Xangas because I am caught up in the midst of this Disney-a-thon thing and the process of science just cannot be interrupted.
               
    However, there is an issue I am dealing with as I compose this entry.  You must understand, reader, that 90% of any given entry of mine is actually composed long before I ever sit down at my keyboard.  Most of it is just floating around in my head and all I do at the keyboard is hammer out all the random thoughts I’ve been having over the past few days/weeks/months and, as the saying goes, git-er-done.  However, my dilemma is this: you know how in awards ceremonies where they start at the back of the line and proceed forward and once it gets to the last two you aren’t sure which one they are going to announce next?  You see, if they announce #2 first, well, then you automatically know who number one is and then #1 really gets to celebrate and kinda steals #2’s achievement of being #2.  But announcing #1 first doesn’t make much sense either because then you completely ignore the very existence of the #2.  So, in this regard it is almost as if no matter what I do, #4 and #3 will almost get more credit for their smaller achievements simply because they were not in closer proximity to the number one slot.  I cannot allow that yet simultaneously I cannot prevent it.  In addition, as I was hinting at earlier, the problem this dilemma has caused is that this entry has not been pre-written in my head.  I have, instead, spent the past few days/weeks/months toiling over which movie to announce first.  However, my mind has now been made up, and the entry needs to be written, so without too much further a-do, I present to you the #2 Disney movie of all time.
                But, of course, disclaimers must once again be made.  Understand that placing second is quite a significant achievement.  It is kinda like winning a silver medal in the Olympics.  True, you weren’t the best, but you still did way better than I did.  Very few athletes are disappointed with Silver.  As I have said before, though, in order to define what places the movie in second (as opposed to first) I must focus on the negative.  Also, in the midst of all this negativity, in accordance with the concern I expressed before, do not get caught up in the celebration of what movie actually won first, but spend some time giving the winner of second place its appropriate props.
                Let the announcement begin (drum roll please).
                And the winner of the number 2 slot on Disney’s all-time greatest movie list is… The Lion King, or, as they say in Spain, El Rey Leon.  Which, of course, translates to “A Lion Named Ray.”  The exact cause of why they changed the title in the Spanish version is unknown.  Scholars hold that the actual cause of the different translation was lost centuries ago.  And, by the way, let’s be clear, there is no shame in stealing lines from Anchorman to make your Xanga page funnier.  As I was saying… right, The Lion King.  Yeah, it is number two.  And for, really, only one primary reason (and probably a couple minor reasons which I will come up with as I write this).  The plot was stolen.
                Now, in real life when you tell people that the plot of The Lion King was stolen from ol’ Billy Shake’s Hamlet people are shocked at first, but it is fun to watch their expression change slowly as they begin to make the connections.  I’m allowed to call William Shakespeare that because he said I’m his ‘boy’ and I’m allowed to.  I wouldn’t recommend you do the same without permission.  Although, I am very pumped to have the question of, “Whose ‘boy’ am I?” answered.  You see, for month now I’ve known that Big Dane of Pimp My Ride is my boy because he tells me so ever week, but I never knew whose boy I was.  Apparently I’m Billy Shake’s boy.  And I am so down with that.  Thou art fo’ shizzle.
               
    …anyway.  OK, yeah, take Hamlet.  Remove the iambic pentameter (eat that one, fancy-pants English majors) and the random, senseless dying, and you have The Lion King.  OK, we have the dead father who was killed by the evil uncle who later tries to mack on the prince’s mother.  And, to further prove my point from the earlier post on The Little Mermaid, I think I should point out that while I cannot remember the name of the prince in The Little Mermaid (OK, his name was Eric, but whatever) I CAN remember that Simba’s mother’s name was Sarabi, further showing what a weak character Eric was.  We also have the misguided youth who is plagued by indecision over what to do about the death of his father.  Seriously, what do you need from me?  A character list?
                Simba = Hamlet
                Sarabi = Gertrude
                Scar = The Uncle.  (I couldn't remember his name so I had guessed Polonius... but special thanks to Molly Kennedy for reminding me his name was King Claudius)
                Timon and Pumba = Rosencrantz and freakin’ Guildenstern
                Nala = Ophelia           
                The Ghost of Mufasa = The Ghost of Dad
                Rafiki = Horatio
                Banzai, Shenzi, and Ed = Um, like, Laertes? 

                My only other real problem with The Lion King is that, once again, we have a weak sauce male role getting dominated by his rockingly hot female counterpart.  Every time Simba and Nala wrestle, she overpowers him.  Well, except the one last time at the end, but I’m pretty sure she let Simba win because she wanted to make-out.  Now, the point could be made that in the pride of lions the females do all the hunting and since Simba’s been eating nothing but bugs for the past few years, she might have the upper hand.  I think this is pure nonsense.  Go to the zoo.  Look at the male lions.  Lazy, yes.  But huge, you betcha!!
               
    Now, despite these concerns this movie did place number 2, and so I feel we should spend some time discussing the things that made it awesome.  First off, the soundtrack is kickin’.  I know when I think Africa, I think Elton John.  I do.  His name is the first thing that comes to mind.  And when I think Elton John, I think Gladiator.  That may seem completely unrelated, and it is, but when I think Gladiator, I also think Hanz Zimmer, the Beast.  Not “The Beast” as in the hairy oaf in Beauty and the Beast but “the Beast,” as in a kickin' nickname I’ve come up with for him since he composes amazing orchestrated soundtracks.  The connection?  Coincidentally, Hanz Zimmer also did The Lion King soundtrack.  Awesome thing number two?  4 words, baby.  Rafiki the ninja monkey.  Seriously, he owns.  Awesome thing number 3?  Probably the best word-play in a Disney movie ever.  “Im-peck-able timing, your majesty.”  “I’m going to be the mane event, like no king was before.”  “When it comes to brains, I got the lion’s share.”  “Make mine a cub sandwich.”  The entire morning report by Zazu.  Seriously, watch the movie and try to pick up on all the puns and word-plays.  It is incredible.  The list goes on and on but I will just leave you with those for now.
                The Lion King’s rank on the all-time list?  #2.

    Things that are awesome:
    #32:  Taco Bell.

    Things that are not awesome:
    #10:  The electrical wiring in our house.
      

    Quote of the Entry:
    “There’s only one way to bag a classy broad like that, and that’s to give her two tickets to the gun show… and see if she likes the goods.” -Will Ferrell Anchorman

    Song Lyric of the Entry:

    “One she makes me feel not
    Too much like anything
    That’s three time more than I’ve ever felt before
    And it’s one AM and I’m too sucked in, cuz it’s
    Three days later and I can’t stop thinking about you.”  -FM Static Three Days Later

    Random thought of the entry:
    Why in real life do we use files to store folders but on a computer we use folders to store files?        

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