I just posted the new Still Life With Interview. Actually, there are two new ones because apparently I never pressed the publish button for the french fry one. D’oh! So go have fun!
Month: March 2005
The Sox on QEFTSG
Mr. Dump sent me a link to an article that said five of the Red Sox just taped an episode of Queer Eye. I cannot tell you how much I am looking forward to seeing this. And no, before some of you start to hyperventilate, they didn’t make Damon cut his hair.
So I sent him back a link to a humorous article about how any piece of classic literature can be made better by adding Kevin Millar.
And so, I share with all of you, too.
We saw Robots Sunday night and I enjoyed all the previews. Everyone in our group turned to look at Mr. Dump when they showed the preview for the Jimmy Fallon/Drew Barrymore movie Fever Pitch about the obsessed Red Sox fan. Actually, because a lot of it was filmed during actual games last season, the cameramen would always show us when they were filming in the stands, so I feel more connected to that movie. Plus it includes the road to the World Series. Hey, it’s about the Red Sox, so it has to be good, right?
We are also now looking forward to seeing the new Herbie movie. It actually looks really perfect for seven year old boys. And of course, the new Star Wars Trailer. So far, so good.
Oh, my thoughts on Robots: Amazing to look at. You forget it’s animation half the time. But I just can’t give it more than a B, and I can’t even put my finger on why. Maybe the story was a little too thin, and the script a little too light on jokes and heavy on Robin Williams. Wayyyy too heavy on Robin Williams. I love the guy, but I didn’t know he’d have every other line in the movie. So yes, see it. There are two scenes that will make you say “wow” and I actually preferred the one that they aren’t hawking as The Greatest Animated Scene Ever Filmed (or whatever they are saying. Sheesh.). If you’ve seen it, I’m talking about the scene at Bigwell’s house. I thought THAT was the coolest scene in the movie.
One last thought: my son doesn’t want to wear the gloves that make his hands “smell like boots.” I totally agree with him.
Spunky the Cat
Spunky the Cat
A Bates Township, Mich., man cooking in his kitchen was shot after one of his cats knocked his 9mm handgun onto the floor, discharging the weapon. The Daily Probe was fortunate to get the first post-shooting interview with the alleged perp, Spunky the cat.
Joan: Welcome, Spunky! My oh my, aren’t you the cat about town these days?!
Spunky: Thanks for having me, Joan.
Joan: Let’s cut out the furballs and get to the point: Did you do it on purpose?
Spunky: Yes.
Joan: Wait, you admit you shot your owner on purpose?
Spunky: I did. I did it on purpose and I’d do it again.
Joan: He deserved it?
Spunky: Absolutely. According to CatCode 5 article B, my owner is supposed to take care of my needs. He does not put my needs first, second or even third.
Joan: No?
Spunky: Would it kill him to buy me a can of moist catfood once in a while? This Friskies dried crap has to go. I’m not a kitten any more. I shouldn’t have to work that hard for a decent meal.
Joan: So you figured shooting him would solve the problem?
Spunky: Yes. Yes I did. The cold shoulder wasn’t working at all.
Joan: It seems extreme, though.
Spunky: And leaving a loaded handgun on the kitchen counter wasn’t extreme? The guy was no Rhodes Scholar. He couldn’t take a hint if it scratched up his hand.
Joan: Do you think you’ll get canned food now?
Spunky: I’m guessing canned food and some new cat toys. And maybe one of those rug-covered climbing thingies. I think I have him running scared.
Joan: Well, good luck to you then.
Spunky: Thanks. And I just want to give a shout-out to my cat homies: Stinky, Foo-Foo, Chester and Blackie. I’m on my way home with a big bag of catnip, dawgs! It’s party time!
Blue Review
Of all the Blue things in my life, Blue Man Group is right up there on the list. We had a GREAT night on Friday, and the kids were all thrilled.
Now I’m not a formal reviewer, and I don’t know them well enough to even comment on that particular show, but I laughed through the whole thing, thought it was a great performance (with no flaws that I could see). Having one of the Blue Men stand next to me shining a flashlight in my face and then having one climb on the back of Junior’s chair didn’t hurt one bit.
We have a DirecTV freeview of The Complex stored on the TiVo from last year, and we have watched it a LOT of times. We bought the soundtrack and have worn the sucker out. All the kids love it. So if they had just played music the whole time, I would have been thrilled. I told Mr. Dump if you want to create the absolute perfect show for me, it will be equal parts drumming and tap dancing. Riverstomp. Luckily, the non-musical parts of the show are captivating, and family-friendly. (Junior was thrilled to find the Blue Men waiting at the bottom of the stairs as we left, because “he touched my ear!”)
Talking about it at a dinner party on Saturday (with my BIL, who had the pleasure of being the guy chosen to be the human paintbrush/guy with head in gelatin a few years ago) I guess much of what we saw was “old” stuff, even though the radio commercials for the show said it was new. Well, it was new to me, but if you’ve seen them before, it sounds like you shouldn’t expect all new stuff. I’d say what’s the same, but that would spoil it for folks who’ve never been.
Anyway, I’d go again in a minute. Loved it. (And Mr. Dump got a great parking space so bang-zoom, we were on our way and home by 10pm. Not bad.)
ceeeerazy!
Okay, so there’s a new DumpMobile in the old driveway these days – a Saturn Vue. It came with 3 months of free XM radio, which we are enjoying more than you can imagine.
Interesting XM stuff from this evening:
– listening to Orlando traffic and weather while tooling around the pules of snow from yesterday’s storm is damned depressing.
– I had no idea they made a real song out of “Smelly Cat”. Thanks, XM Kids! (116)
Additionally, I want to show you pictures from yesterday to show exactly why the Orlando weather thing is sad. Here I present the Pillsbury Snow Boy, followed by his sister taking a hit.
