Four Months and No Posts? Kevin Smith Is Here to Remedy That...

Once again I promise myself to post more on my blog and another four months goes by.

So the year is 3/4 over with now and I honestly cannot find one amusing news story to comment on right now. News is kinda slow in the national spotlight as well as on a local level. Seems the summer heat comes in and slows everyone down, so news takes a nose dive as well.

I did get some good stuff in the mail today however. I got Kevin Smith's An Evening With Kevin Smith 2 - Evening Harder which I have wanted to see since it came out, but never took the time to buy it. As I was searching on Amazon for the DVD, I also found this.

Another book in which I purchased but must wait for it to be released on Sept. 25 is My Boring Ass Life. I am sure both will be similar in context and overall feel, but seeing as how Kevin Smith is really the only director I actually follow and care what his next movie is going to be, I thought I should at least be the good fan and fork over a few more dollars for the man.

I know he has a kid and I am sure Clerks II didn't exactly make him enough money to buy the kid a golden replica of Mooby. Not saying Clerks II wasn't a good movie, seeing as how I love it so much that I it sits on my PC so that I can pop it in and watch chapters that amuse me on my lunch break, but I don't think it made Spiderman II money.

So I also see that Smith is next directing an episode of the crap show Heroes, but they are going with the 'Origins' spin this time (very original) and that he has another Mewes movie coming out, which is cool, but he is working with Rosario Dawson again, which was really the only thing wrong with Clerks II (that and not enough Ben Affleck- Phantoms like a motherfucker!).

Hopefully his first foray into true horror will pay off with Red State.

Saving Face and Knight Rider

So to start things off, Keith Richards is recanting his admission of snorting his dead father's ashes in a blend of cocaine, saying that it was an April Fool's Joke. I have a hard time believing that he made that up, seeing as how he has snorted all of the drugs out there, making it painfully difficult for all those other fine-upstanding drug addicted rock stars to find anything left to snort, shoot or smoke.

On a cooler note, Knight Rider's KITT is up for sale. Now how kick-ass would it be to own your very own authentic KITT TransAM? Granted, by today's standards, TransAMs look like complete shit. There is no aerodynamic design to them, and to top it off, the car doesn't even talk to you. The asking price on the car is around $150,000, but none of the buttons work, so you can't even create oil slicks as you drive 100mph down the highway. For that much money for a used 1980's style "sports" car, I think they should throw in Mr. Feeney to talk to you. He can just sit in the back seat and call you Michael. Hell, for that price, go ahead and throw in the Hoff so he can drive the car while you pour oil out onto the road from the passenger side window.

Breaking Promises to Yourself

When I created this new blog (I had one years ago), I said I would update it often. However, as one can easily see, that didn't happen. I think I am averaging about one post every month and a half or so, and that's at least a little better than with my previous blog.

So, onto my latest thought.

KEITH RICHARDS SNORTED HIS FATHER

What? Seriously? How do you snort a human being? Ok, so it is not that hard to believe that a hard core drug addict could technically snort a human being by mixing their cremated ashes in with a nice pile of cocaine, but this is just sick.

Richards was quoted in an interview by NME Magazine, stating, "The strangest thing I've tried to snort? My father. I snorted my father."

He continued, saying, "He was cremated and I couldn't resist grinding him up with a little bit of blow. My dad wouldn't have cared," he said. "... It went down pretty well, and I'm still alive."

From the looks of it, snorting a corpse does not add years to your life or act as an anti-aging drug, because Richards still looks like shit. And not fresh shit either. More like the kind of shit that has been sitting in your lawn for a few weeks and dried up with flies crawling over it. When I get old, I will have to remember this lesson and not try to consume the body of a dead person to maintain my youthful complexion.

For all my non-readers out there, here are my political views as told to me by a "non-partisan" website.

Your Political Profile:

Overall: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal

Social Issues: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal

Personal Responsibility: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

Fiscal Issues: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal

Ethics: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

Defense and Crime: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal

How Liberal Or Conservative Are You?

Falling Awake

Normally, I am not one for getting teary eyed during a television show, but my wife got into Grey's Anatomy last year and since then, we have both taken the emotional rollercoaster that is the lives of those at Seattle Grace Hospital. Sadly, we did not get into the show on the ground floor; in fact, we caught up by watching the first and second seasons entirely on dvd in about a week. Those got over about a week before the third season began, so we now know all of the lurid details of Meredith, Yang, Izzie, Karev, George, McDreamy, McSteamy and Preston. I hate that I know all that.

However, despite my hate for loving show that is this soap-opera-y, I have to admit that some of the topics really drag you in. The latest episode (I don't even know what night it is on since I DVR the thing) featured George's dad's death, which struck a chord with my wife and I.

Her father was diagnosed with cancer about a month or two into her pregnancy with our first (and so far, only) son, and her parents' first grandchild. The whole thing was kind of a slingshot back into reality, especially after the euphoric high you get when you first find out you are going to be parents. Thankfully, the cancer is currently in remission, but there is always that chance that it will come back.

The scene in which they pull the plug on George's dad was particularly rough, and makes you think about your own family. My father is not, nor ever has been, sick. However, you never know when your time is up. It makes you think about how even though they are just a few miles away, you never really talk all that often.

My dad lives one mile from me and we talk about twice a month, maybe a little more sometimes, but there is some safety in knowing that he is there, and that if I need to talk to him, I have that option. I guess, like so many other things in our lives, it is something that we take advantage of and don't fully appreciate until it is gone.

So, this is my all too-serious post. I promise the next one will be lighter.

Maybe something about the fact that CareerBuilder announced yesterday that they have decided to change marketing strategies and retire the corporate monkeys.

Snowy Monday and a Rocky Marathon Weekend

So technically it is not a snowy Monday as all of the snow fell over Saturday night and into Sunday, but this is actually the first day since the snowfall that I have ventured out of the house and onto the roads.

I had intentions of leaving on Sunday, but since my Rocky movies came in the mail on Friday, I had been itching to get them all watched, and what perfect excuse than a bad weather day? Of course, 6 inches was not enough for the town to close down or anything, and my wife still had to go to work, which means all schools are in session, but I didn't let that future fact ruin my final day of the weekend.

I have seen all of the Rocky movies many times, but since I got the Anniversary Edition of Rocky I, I felt the urge to get all of them. I updated my cart on bestbuy.com and quickly received all of my movies (Crank was included in that order, which turned out to be much better than I anticipated).

I forgot how long the intro to Rocky II was...kind of a let down on a two hour movie to blow your first seven minutes replaying the end of the first. However, story and quality wise, Rocky II is the closest one to the first. Rocky III is good, but it kind of takes a jump and makes the viewer ignore some key facts (why is Rocky smart all of a sudden? I mean he ain't no Einstein, but he seems more "aware"). Rocky IV of course is just a popcorn flick in which you get to see Dolph Lundgren (sp?) beat the hell out of Sly, and of course Carl Weather dies, which sucks, but I can't take him serious as an actor anymore after watching every episode of Arrested Development.

I did not get Rocky V for your clarification. I refuse to acknoledge it as a legitmate movie in the series because of the drastic break from the storyline it takes.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. There’s still plenty of meat on that bone. Now you take this home, throw it in a pot, add some broth, a potato. Baby, you’ve got a stew going"

A little introduction

Been blogging for a while under different names and different sites, but never committed to anything long enough to complete a thought. However, I thought it might be time to get more serious about it since I write everyday for money, and those writings are a bit watered down for the general public. This way, I can write on topics I find interesting and don't have to keep it tame since the average reader will not be in their 50's.

My name is Tony and I am the News Editor for a small, weekly paper. The great thing about my job is that I get complete freedom on topic choices, and I get to do every aspect of the newspaper job, which I would not have the opportunity to do with a larger publication. I take the photos, do the interviews, write the stories, layout the paper and stuff the sections together for mailing. Every aspect of the job is covered by myself and my co-worker.

I am married, have a son and own my home. I am an honest taxpayer who works 40-50 hours a week, depending on the sports schedule for the week and I am almost done with my Masters degree. All of this and I just turned 25.

Sometimes, I think I am still young, because I was living the college life less than a year ago (even though I had been out of college for a year by that time). Then, we had a kid and things slowed down real fast. We don't go out anymore and I am starting to find gray hairs. Most of my friends are still single doing the bar scenes, but I let all of that go.

I don't miss it entirely, but just thinking about the responsibilities that my wife and I have now, I start wondering if I am going to hit 50 and look back and not remember doing anything other than working and sleeping.

At least for now, I am still considered young enough to be nominated for best young writer in the state award by the Press Association. Life is good and I have no big complaints (so far), and as far as I know, the wheels are still spinning.