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October 1, 2009

Start Choppin'


Zombieland comes out tomorrow and I am psyched. The Nomad clan will be seeing the matinee on Saturday and we can't wait!

It can't be as good as the two greatest "funny" zombie movies ever (Shaun Of The Dead and The Passion Of The Christ), but I am sure it will be kick ass. The zombies in Zombieland don't follow the "Romero rules" (ie- slow, shuffling ambulatory sacks of meat). On the other hand, Woody fucking Harrelson is the star. And unless you're gonna get Kurt fucking Russell as Snake fucking Plisskin to kill zombies, old Woody is a great pick! If he's half as bad ass as he was in Natural Born Killers, than Zombieland is gonna rule.


In other walking dead news, imma gonna see Bruce Springsteen Friday nite at Giants Stadium. The Boss in New Joisey. I feel 30 IQ points dumber already!

Toonage:

May 14, 2008

Groundhog Day


One of those days in which everything felt the exact same way as the day before. Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged the brush across my head, etc. The bullshit commute, complete with the usual subway hassles. The dead zone of work. Another loss by these guys. More crap from this shrew. It's not even 10 am and I'm ready bail out, hit a beer distributor and head to the beach.

Toonage:

October 18, 2007

The Siren Calls


"At sea once more we had to pass the Sirens,
whose sweet singing lures sailors to their doom.
I had stopped up the ears of my crew with wax,
and I alone listened while lashed to the mast,
powerless to steer toward shipwreck.

Rock n roll is full of women with voices that would certainly lure Odysseus and his men to their doom. Here are some of my favorites from over the years. These voices ooze pure sex. I defy any man out there to listen to these without getting that weird tingley kinda feelin'.
Toonage:
Aimee Mann - I Was Thinking I Could Clean Up For Christmas