Headache of suckiness...

Well, I think I'm officially suffering from a migraine headache. Usually I'm fairly lucky in the sense that I only get headaches after a long and stupid night of drinking. In this case, I'm thinking its a mix of a really jacked up sleeping cycle and stress over my first pharmacology test.

You might be thinking, so Mr. Reset Button, how did you do on the test? I think this can be best summized by this simple graphic...

Boom-sha-lock-rock-boom

Unfortunately I mean that as the a verb "to bomb" as opposed to the adjective "da bomb". There were quite a few drugs, methods of actions, adverse effects, blah, blah, blah to remember and learn and I'm quite sure I didn't do very well on the test (atleast as well as I had hoped). I think I've tempered my expectations a bit when it comes to this class and would be happy with a "B" grade. Considering there is a requirement that you have to have at least a 70% average on all 4 tests, this indicates to me that this has become a "weedout" class.

Oh well, at least I now know how the professor likes to make her tests and hopefully I'll be better prepared for the next slew of exams. I just need to get into a little better routine on how I want to study the material.

I am happy that it is autumn again. I absolutely love fall weather. There's just something awesome about a clear, sunny fall afternoon and evening. It was a fantastic 70 degrees today with a slight breeze. It will soon be time to break out the light coats and scarves. Sweet!

Also, with the turning leaves comes the ole'pigskin. And thankfully, decent football is back in Missouri. With the KC Chiefs and Mizzou Tigers still undefeated, I'm in football hog heaven. I don't expect either team to remain undefeated for the whole season but it should be an entertaining one.

Oh, in regards to a previous post I did recognize another strange (though probably not uncommon) habit I have. I'm pretty sure I've been doing this one since early childhood so I'm sure there was something I could blame in my youth to cause me to do this. What is this you ask?

Well, I have the tendency to shed clothing like a snake. No, no, I don't mean in public for your voyeuristic pleasures, I mean when I get home. I tend to ease out of my "outdoor clothes" and get into something more comfortable. Often, I leave the dirty clothes on the floor, though they are corralled relatively neatly beside the hamper.

Ohh, is that snake wearing some designer Burberry scarf? Nah, its a knock off, you can tell the pattern is a little off.

I'll end this blog entry with a question that was posed to me by a friend on the West Coast.

Ques: "Reset Button, what do you do on your free time out in the Midwest?"

Answer: Demolition Derby!!!

Ok, so I really haven't been to a demolition derby yet, but it is on my bucket list. I don't know how much more awesomely descriptive this picture could be of the Midwest.

Guy missing some teeth? Check!

Guy rocking a mullet? Check!

Guy celebrating 2nd place finish? Check!

Naming your demolition car "Grandma Toot Toot? Check!

I must admit though, I wouldn't mind playing bumper cars with out those pesky rubber bumpers and with real vehicles.

Oh well, I'd better try to get some rest. I've been feeling a bit feverish so I should probably try and get a few more zzz's tonight.

SLTSFMM

Check yes Juliet, are you with me?
Rain is falling down on the sidewalk,
I won't go until you come outside.

"Check Yes Juliet" by We the Kings

Habits, not the nun kind either

Man, its been quite some time since I've written in the ole'blog. I'm actually killing a little time between studying and trivia night so I thought I plop some thoughts down. Wait, "trivia night" you ask? Well, every Tuesday night I've been going to a trivia contest night at one of the local watering holes. Its fun, interesting and cheap ($3) and I get to try and regurgitate some useless information.

I do like the format of the trivia night, the host keeps a random slew of topics and I usually help the team pretty well (ahem...I'm probably the MVP. My back usually get tired from CARRYING THE TEAM!). =)

Actually, we do decently most nights, though I really suck at the name that tune and music lyrics section. I would have to say that the music selection would fall under the category of "White People" music. Its a rare tune that he plays that I've actually heard more than once. But, I suppose its good that its somewhat obscure considering most of the patrons also fall under that category.

There are a sizable number of folks that play each week, I'd say roughly 50 to 60 with about 8-9 teams a night. We usually finish in the top half, coming in 3rd was our best showing. I consider this good seeing as our goal was just not to finish last. There are a couple teams that always finish at the top. Its teams made up of scientists and faculty. The best team harbors a gentleman with a handlebar mustache. I would put forth evidence that its very difficult to beat handlebar mustached man in a contest of trivial wit.

Shoot, doesn't this guy look like he knows what city Napoleon captured in the autumn of 1812. FYI, the answer is Moscow. Sadly, I knew that as well.

Oh well, hopefully we do well tonight again. Back to Habits...

So I was noticing the other day that I have a really bad habit of leaving cabinets and drawers open after I use them. This applies mainly to kitchen cabinets and drawers. Whenever I get a spoon or go and grab my peanut butter I tend to leave the drawer at least partially open. I have no idea when I developed this habit, since I'm sure there was a point in my life in the past where I actually would close the drawer fully.

I went into my kitchen and I had the whole six sense thing going on with a majority of the cabinetry open. I suppose now that I have really identified the problem I should be able to correct it. Hmm, may I'm just trying to be extremely efficient and by leaving the drawers open I can make it easier access for later. Does that explanation work for you folks?

Shoot, maybe it is a six sense thing...hmm, maybe if I keep doing it Mischa Barton will show up...

No, not that Mischa Barton...

That Mischa Barton...er, well without the longhaired douchebag in the trucker hat. Unless I was the longhaired douchebag.

But, I'm not really a fan of Mischa Barton, or think she's particularly hot or anything. I just couldn't think of any other ghost type lady right now.

Ok, I'd better get going, I don't want to the to start worrying without their star player. I'm sure you all appreiciate my modest and humility (truth be told, I'm only usually good for one or two answers).

More about habits when I get back...

Ding! Did you hear that? I leveled up!

Sadly, it looks like I'm only Level 2...

Man, I've really fallen off the blog'o'sphere lately. I suppose consider it a mix of laziness, apathy and general lack of anything entertaining or pertinent to say. I'm thinking things will start picking up a bit as the summer winds down since I'll be back to school at the end of August. I'll be taking two final pre-requisite courses at Mizzou and reapplying for the accelerated bachelor's of nursing program for next year.

I'll be taking a Diet and Nutrition course, which should be the lighter of the two courses as well as a Pharmocology class. I'll be taking the Pharm class with Pre-Med students so I anticipate a high degree of competitiveness and general snobbery. Honestly, I'm not even sure why we need a Pharmocology class, I mean, isn't the whole class pretty much teaching us how to count out pills? (Wink Wink Jenee!)

I'm looking forward to classes again. I've gotten in somewhat of a good groove with work. Though my body and sleeping schedule are still pretty jacked up by working the overnight shift, I definitely don't mind it. Honestly, the only thing I don't really like about working weekend nights is the looming possibility of missing weekend football games (I should join the 21st century and get a TIVO or something).

As many of you probably know (or may have forgotten already) I just recently gained another year of earthly experience...or more commonly referred to as "celebrated my birthday". I would wager that most of you feel like I do, that as we age, the celebratory milestones become further and further apart.

When you're young there are many birthdays to look forward to:

Age 1: You're peeing all over the place and trying to make cute sounds, you probably sleep a lot

Age 2: You have teeth and are probably babbling incoherently...still peeing all over the place.

Age 5: Congrats you've lasted longer than most marriages in the US! More than likely you have a pretty crappy haircut at this juncture

Age 10: You've officially survived a decade on Earth and you should be potty trained by now...sadly, some of you aren't

Age 12: The last year of childhood before you turn into a teenager, you had no real responsibilities or cares...and you wasted it. Good job.

Age 13: Your first year as a teenager...and maybe some pubes! Hormones start kicking in, some of you turn into whores

Age 16: You're probably learning how to drive and how to run stuff over (hopefully not people). Some of you are even bigger whores by now (and I mean the guys too).

Age 18: You're an adult! Well, according the government you are, but you're probably still a dumbass/whorish/irresponsible/self-centered child. But its OK, because you know everything at this point

Age 21: You can now legally do what you've been doing for a long time already...yes, I'm talking about masturbating (you sick, sick puppy). Interestingly, you are also still peeing all over the place and trying to make cute sounds and you probably sleep a lot

Age 25: You probably have a job that you hate going to by now and you still want to party, though some of you have married and/or have children and still want to party

Age 30: Well, its down hill from here...wait dammit, 30 is the new 20! Or at least that's what 30 year olds say. Ideally, you've matured past the dumbass/whorish/irresponsible/self-centered child that you were...but odds are, if you're just like me, then you haven't. Cheers!


Well, I really can't go much further than that. It would be inappropriate for me to comment on the 40's since I'm years, YEARS, away from hitting that mark. If you don't know how old I am I'll give you a little clue. I was born in the year of the Snake. Since there are a finite number of possibilities I'm sure you'll be able to figure out the date.

My birthday itself was quite tame compared to years past. I worked all weekend so going out to celebrate wasn't much of an option. My brother did come down and visit so we were able to go get some sushi before my Sunday shift. Speaking of sushi...I've really been on a huge fish eating kick for a while. Since I don't really buy "land meat" (as my brother calls it), I don't eat much of it anymore. Its not that I'm against meat or turning pescaterian (sp?), I just don't have it as much...though I am craving a burger right now.

I was quite surprised by the women from work though. When I came in Saturday night they had brought in a large amount of food and CAKE! There was even a sign up wishing me a happy 21st birthday. It's kind of a running gag that they ask nearly every single patient to guess my age. Thanks to my Asian blood I typically get labeled a 24 year old. I'll rarely get 18 and some more astute (ie. less drugged up) patients correctly guess I'm over the hill.

Well, its morning again and I'm heading out to the driving range. I've yet to play an actual round of golf but I'm slowly getting a good feel for my swing. My goal is to just be able to finish a round without completely destroying my clubs or the grounds.

Keep on truckin folks! Level up!

SLTSFMM

I can go anywhere
But you are not
The one who's led astray
I watch with half-closed eyes
While you just seem
To drift so far away

"Stone" by Sepiamusic

I'm freaking cold!

Ok, so this is the first time I've ever blogged during a work shift. I'm working on a Tuesday night for the girl who helped me by taking my shift last Saturday so I could go attend a bachelor party. Why am I blogging and not out helping patients? Well, techinically I am helping a patient.

I'm in a "Patient Observer" room. Essentially this means I'm babysitting right now. Usually I loathe sitting. Time usually crawls and I feel much added pressure and sometimes I really feel for the patients safety. Tonight would be considered a very easy "sit". The patient pretty much sleeps all day and even when up, he's very friendly and talk-a-tive. I've had some nights where I've had to physically restrain patients going through alcohol or drug withdrawal, so this is a good change of pace.

I believe I'll get to be back on the floor at 11 when another tech goes on shift, and usually the nurses like having a male tech on the floor. I'm essentially a packmule or general beast of burden.

So, you may be curious about the bachelor party. I was actually quite excited that I was able to find someone willing to switch shifts with me. Usually, a 12 hour overnight weekend shift is not high on people's desirability list. The bachelor party was for a friend who I've known since High School. I got to see some folks that I hadn't seen in some years and met a few new faces.

It was a fairly prototypical bachelor party. One of the groomsmen's parents catered the affair with very, very tasty barbeque ribs and meat with all the fixin's. I think my brother even caved on his ban off "land meat" to eat some BBQ.

There was food, plenty of drink, and of course some adult entertainment arrived - for future reference (in case any of my future groomsmen read this), I'd rather not have this type of bachelor's party. I've never really liked or enjoyed the idea of strippers. I've been to a strip club a handful of times (probably literally 5 times), and I just can't let go of the reality of the situation. You gotta assume that those girls really don't want to be there - other than the monetary incentive of course - and they probably pity the men who go in there.

Oh well enough about that rant...

So, after the entertainment portion we headed downtown and hit up a couple bars. Unfortunately, the social crowd during the summertime in a college town gets somewhat scarce. However, we made the best of it and I believe we achieved the goal of any bachelor party: assuring the groom that there ain't no better alternatives out there for him. =)

Not much else new to relate. I was given a nice set of golf clubs but still haven't made it out to the driving range. I was planning to go this week, so maybe tomorrow after I get a few hours of sleep after work, I'll go brown my skin a little bit at the driving range.

I kinda surprised myself when I stepped on the scale today. I weighed in at 152, a weight I haven't been at since college I think. Oddly, I'm much lighter than I've been in years, but I still don't feel like I'm in very good shape. Actually going running outside is my next goal, but I'm still afraid of the sun and humidity.

I am excited for next week. I'm picking up my sister and her daughter then making the 6 hours trek west to deposit them at my parents house. The last time I saw my neice was over christmas so I'm excited to visit with her again. I hope to mow the lawn while I'm back at my parents house as well.

Till next time...hopefully I'll have more interesting things to say. Oh, I've been in a throwback mood with my music lately. Lots of 90's hip hop and R&B, thus the SLTSFMM this week...

SLTSFMM

She had a tattoo she only wanted boo to see,
But first dim the lights and turn up the Jodeci,
I'm like whatever shorty rock,
We can swing it like that,
Cause on the real this is where its at.

"Renee" by Lost Boyz

Monikers from Old Ladies...

Well, it's been quite some time since I've posted. I guess it's been a strange mix of boredom and lack of anything exciting to blog about. I've been meaning to post, but just haven't made the time. But, I did get a nice reminder to post something again (thanks for that by the way).

You may have noticed that the background of the blog has changed. The site has an easy and new design tool so I thought I'd play around with it for a bit. So, don't be surprised if the background and layouts change up from time to time. I'll mess with it when I'm bored again. I'll try to make it suck less next time.

I had been wanting to blog about a funny little tally that I've decided to keep at work. This new tallying system keeps me somewhat entertained as I work the graveyard shift (oops, I wanted to stop using the term "graveyard" since I now work in a place where death is a distinct possibility). I should say, I work the "red-eye" or overnight shift.

So what has Boy Gaga been doing to pass the time during the lull periods at into the night? I've decided to keep count of the different nicknames the patients (and nurses for that matter) decide to call me throughout the night. Stupid you say? Yes, I agree, but hell, it sometimes gets kinda boring around 3 am.

Seeing as the patients do meet several healthcare workers each day from the changing shifts, I don't mind at all that they sometimes forget my name. Shoot, I always try and look up the patients name prior to entering each room, but sometimes I do go with the generic "Hey there!" when I go in.

Thus, I make a mental note of the different nicknames I get called. Before your imagination gets a hold of you, I'm talking about the little petnames or terms of endearment that older folks usually dole out to younger (or in my case, younger looking) people.

Its usually fairly easy to remember and seeing as I always have a pen and paper in my pocket, keeping track is a breeze. I'll put together a nice pie chart for you in the next blog so you can visualize it (Why don't I do it now? Well, I'm being lazy).

As you probably guessed, "Sweetie" and "Dear" are near the top of the list and frequently used. I do get "Hon" and the occasional "Babe" (and that's an old lady saying "babe", not some hottie purring babeeee cutely into my ear).

Some of the more infrequent but still mentioned petnames include "sweetpea" and "love".

Male patients typically use "man" (which I don't really keep track of), but will use "guy" and "bud" quite a bit.

I suppose I could get quite insane and begin tracking the incidence rates for each name sorted out by gender, age and hospital visit reason, etc. etc. but that would be way too much work. Not too mention that type of tracking may impede the work I'm supposed to be doing. =)

I'm really hoping that one name starts making a hard charge to the top of the list. For some very strange reason, the mother of one of our younger patients referred to me as "Studs McGee". I found this to be extremely hilarious and it was somewhat fitting since I have a lot of Irish blood running through my veins (that is false). Here's to hoping that I get called Studs McGee more often.

SIDE NOTE: I have no idea where the whole "McGee" thing came from. I often heard my younger cousin saying "McGee" as a thing. For example, if there was a weird looking boy looking over at her and her friends, she would refer to that boy as a "Creepers McGee". Hmm, did that just make any sense? Have you heard this "McGee" phenomenon as well or am I just insane again?

Otherwise, I do like the petname "Sweetpea".

I never did know if Sweetpea was Popeye's son, nephew, little brother or just some random child that Olive Oil abducted. Don't put kidnapping past her, she was one super waifish crazy women.

Oh well...

To be honest, nothing much new to report on my end. Just work and finishing up another slew of applications for the different nursing programs. I haven't done anything exciting thus far this summer. I am debating joining a local gym though. The P90X program is good for aerobic activity, but I feel that I need to lift some actual weights to help me turn some of this flab into muscle.

I've also tried to be a little more conscious about what I'm eating, more specifically I'm debating whether to start counting my caloric intake. My brother has gotten uncannily freakish about his calorie count. He's using fitday.com to help track his intake. I'm note sure if i want to get that obsessed about it, but I suppose it is the only way to get really ripped (its working for him by the way).

That's all for me right now, hopefully I'll have a little more insightful and entertaining to share next time. Oh, I hadn't updated The Cerulean in a while as well, but there is a new part up. Until then...

SLTSFFM

If you got it I need it and I'ma put it down
Buckle up; I'ma give it to ya stronger
Hands up; we could go a little longer
Tonight I'ma get a little crazy, get a little crazy, baby

"Rude Boy" by Rihanna

May-day May-day!

Don't let the blog title fool you, I'm not in any sort of trouble of sinking or anything. I actually weigh the lightest I have in 4 or 5 years. I'm down to 155 lbs. without really working out much; I haven't been to a gym and don't really do any cardio. I guess the new night schedule has jacked up my eating habits enough that I'm able to lose some weight. I did get P90X from my brother so I hope to start it up soon...maybe later today if my shoulder isn't acting up anymore.

So 155 lbs., this means I've lost over 25 lbs since moving from California. I know this won't qualify me for America's Biggest Loser or anything but DAMN, could ya'll have told me that I had gotten so fat!!! It's hard to figure that I've shed that much but looking back on some old pictures I can really see how round my face was. Such as sad, sad situation. Oh well, this means I can start engorging on some Jamocha Almond Fudge ice cream again!

I'll let you know how the whole P90X thing goes. It will be a bitch to do on the weekends though, since I work 12 hr (sometimes 16 hr) night shifts. But, I suppose if I wanted to get "cut up" for the summer I should start now. Actually, had I started yesterday I would have ended exactly on my birthday...which is August 1st (not so subtle reminder for ya'll out there).

Not too much new going on here. Work is going very well. I'm really enjoying myself and can't wait to get started back to classes in earnest. It's too bad that I didn't have this motivation to get going early, but I guess everything happens for a reason and its all a journey we must take for ourselves. I've already gotten written kudos from some patients and my coworkers seem to tolerate me.

Also, its nearly two months and I haven't fainted or even come close to throwing up so I think I may be home free. The strangest thing though, I can take gaping open wounds, but IV lines still bug me. I think its just the thought of something INSIDE your vein or artery that still gets to me. Oh well, just more desensitization I suppose. Thankfully, the nurses are keenly aware of my "IV" phobia so they call me into a room whenever they have to start a new IV line or have to draw some blood.

I'm lucky to have been hired on the floor that I got though, since I've gotten to see a lot of different procedures and different types of patients.

Oh, the only other thing that I still cringe a bit with is the insertion of a male catheter. If you're not aware of what a catheter is, here is a diagram:

In case you can't tell what that picture is...its a hose that is inserted into a male's yoohoo to drain out urine in the bladder. Thank god that the little balloon that holds the badboy in place in inflated after its inserted in the catheter.

It just hurts me to think about this...so I'll stop now.

OK, to quickly change the subject, my mom and brother were in town for the weekend for some business. I didn't get to see them much because of my hours and that I needed to sleep most of the day. However, it was pretty awesome to wake up and have all this food cooked. I still have a ton of leftovers so I'll be enjoying Filipino food for the next week or so.

It was an awesome day today, one of those "California-esque" spring days. It was around 80 degrees with a slight breeze. PERFECT. So I actually spent some time outside, got some Vietnamese food for lunch and topped it off with some frozen yogurt. An old college buddy opened up a fro-yo place here in town and I must say, it's right up there with YogurtLand. So at least I have that out here.

Tomorrow is supposed to be equally nice and even a bit cooler. I hope to get out there early again and get some more sun, as I'm quite pale these days. Maybe toss the old frisbee around and shoot some hoops...or maybe just sit my old ass on a park bench and watch other people do those things. Hey, at least I'm outside right?

That's it for me. Hope ya'll are doing well out there in cyberspace. Boy Gaga out!

Movie filled summer...

Man, the 2010 movie experience is about to get a whole lot crazy better. Did that last part of the previous sentence make sense grammatically, of course not, but when you have movies coming out like The Expendables, there is no need for f@cking grammatics! (I'm pretty sure that's not a real word but oh well).

EPIC, EPIC, EPIC! Watch the trailer here, I picked the You-Tube site because the comments are all hilarious. Its mostly dudes who keep saying they "creamed" after watching the trailer. OK, yes I admit, I also creamed.

Just click the link to see some of the actors in this movie, Stallone, Willis, Schwarzenegger (yes I had to Google how to spell that). This movie has the ultimate 80's action star trifecta. This movie is going to be spectacularly bad, but in an awesomely badass way.

If it was filmed in the 80's the movie budget would have been like 50 millions dollars - with inflation that would be about 2.1 billion today. All this movie is missing is a little JCVD.

I think he's showing us his "O" face. 10 points if you can name this movie. 50 points if you're a lady and can name this movie. BONUS POINTS: If you're a lady and can name the bad guy getting that very deep tissue massage I will marry you (no using Google).

So there are quite a few movies that are coming out this summer that I do intend to catch at the theaters. Usually, with the advent of "internet sharing" I wait till my brother finds a copy of a movie and watch it at home, saving only the movie with randy special effects to be viewed on the big screen. But, there seem to be a ton due out this summer that will require big screen watching.

Shoot, just off the top of my head I can think of Predators, Iron Man 2, Robin Hood and Prince of Persia. Wow, I think I just really geeked out right there huh? I guess it shouldn't be a wonder that I'm still single.

I do plan to catch a matinee of Kick Ass sometime next week. Hopefully I get to go out next week too. Since I work weekends, Thursday is really the only day left for me to go out. I was planning to go out last night (7 hrs ago) but I had tweeked my neck pretending to work out so I decided to chill.

UPDATE: My neck still hurts but at least I can turn it a little bit. I hope its close to 100% since I'll be moving "big" people around in their beds in about 12 hours.

OK, during the last blog I talked about watching a movie by myself. Well, it still didn't happen yet. I ended up going back to my parent's house all last week because it was my dad's birthday and my mom just got back from a 2 month trip to the Philippines. It was a good visit, very relaxed and unfortunately kinda short. It was basically a long weekend, unfortunately my weekend is Tuesday to Thursday so everyone is working.

We did end up seeing Clash of the Titans together which was cool. I don't think my mom had a great time, this really isn't her type of movie, but it was fun.

Uh-oh, looks like my Chipotle burrito remnant is chasing some dude on a flying horse. BONUS POINTS: If you can name the mechanical owl from this movie I will worship you as my Nerd Goddess and will beg you to have my babies.

So I decided to use the movie poster from the original movie from 1981. This is to show my disappointment in the new film. I would say I liked the movie, but I wanted to like it more. It felt way too short to be an epic (I don't even think it was 2 hours long). Movies like this need to be nearly 3 hours to get all the story in. I think my brother nailed it when he commented to me that he didn't really connect with anyone in the film. Which is basically the kiss-of-death for any type of story.

So, unfortunately, as much as I love Greek mythology and I'm a sucker for swords and hot women in togas, I'm only giving the movie 1 Strictor Head.

Speaking of Strictor Heads, lets go ahead and do some movie ratings. I haven't done this for a while and you look like you need to kill a little more time. Shall we? OK. We'll kinda go reverse order and start with the lower rated movies I've seen lately.

Men Who Stare at Goats


This movie had its moments but was just kinda whatevers. A very interesting premise, but again, I really couldn't get that into it. The acting is good, but I wouldn't go out of my way to watch it again. Don't worry, it will be on Starz soon so you'll be able to watch it while you're folding your laundry or something.

The Wackness


I actually liked this movie but I probably wouldn't recommend it to most of you out there reading. Its a pretty interesting tale and it has its funny moments, but is also kinda depressing. However, I do think this movie did an awesome job at portraying a young boy's first taste of heart break. And, it did have a lot of the early Biggie Smalls music, which is a definite plus. It's a good "indie" movie so if you want to watch a movie about weed and unrequited young love, then go ahead and check it out.

Marley & Me


Ok, I probably shouldn't be tell you all this, but I did tear up during this movie. I dare you to watch it and not tear up. If you don't cry then you are a heartless (douchenozzle/hooker <= please select the appropriate moniker for your gender).
Law Abiding Citizen


Admittedly I had very low expectations for this movie after I saw the trailers, however I was pleasantly surprised and I think most of you out there would actually like the film. Its a little bit cheesy but it does have an interesting premise. I'm not normally a fan of Jamie Foxx (other than in Ray and his stand-up) but the acting all around was good.

Pirate Radio


This was a fun and quite enjoyable movie. We did make a part of it a drinking game where we drank whenever someone says the name of a rock band in the movie. So, maybe it was the vodka that was telling me I liked the movie. But again I had lower expectation so the movie exceeded them well.

Watching Pirate Radio got me thinking about the cyclical nature of fashion and hair styles. Many of the hair cuts the guys were rocking in the movie, set in the 60's, are popular again today.

Seriously, I can't be the only one waiting for this hair style to come back...

All I need is some peroxide, volumizing hair spray, a straight razor to make those sweet lines, and a patriotic American flag blouse. Word to yo mutha! BONUS POINTS: If you can name Vanilla Ice's movie from the 90's...I probably won't talk to you again.

Only one movie gets the coveted triple Strictor Heads salute this time.

Princes and Princesses


This is a really well made movie. It's a cartoon and it's in French, but I really want you to give it a shot. Its a silhouette style animation that makes it look really old but you cease to remember the styling of the animation after a few minutes. There are several vignettes so you'll have to let me know which one you liked if you end up watching it. I really liked the "kissing" one, you'll know what I'm talking about if you watch it.

Ok, that's it for me. I need to try and stretch out my neck some and then get some shut eye. Oh, The Cerulean is up to Part 13, catch up if you haven't had a chance to read it yet. =) I decided that I needed to get the main plot moving so hopefully it gets a little more interesting.

Hope ya'll have a good weekend, its my Monday. SCORE!