I swear going to the gym sucks balls especially when you have to wait on a bunch of chatty meatheads who would rather hog a piece of equipment and yap about some inane crap like a bunch of little girls. Seriously, I halfway expect them to start doing each others' hair and gossip about boys or some crap.
Asking to work in with them usually doesn't do any good when there's about five of them and you have to wait until each of them EVENTUALLY gets done doing their set and in the meantime they're yapping about muscle cars, wife/girlfriend drama and lord knows what else.
I like manly man talk as much as the next guy and there's nothing wrong with yucking it up with your buddies in the gym, but if you do more talking than lifting then you should go on over to the designated non lifting areas of the gym or just hang out at the cardio machines with the other women.
Friday, January 26, 2007
Friday, January 19, 2007
Fucking 3d movies.
Everyone just jumped on the bandwagon. "OMG! KIDS LIKE CUMPOOTER ANIMATED DOG POO! WE'LL MAKE MILLIONZ! AMIRITE!?". And the sad thing is that it's true. Kids will love anything cartoony. Heck, think about the good times you had watching Pee Wee's Playhouse. Now think about how you felt when you saw an episode last month on Adult Swim. Next thing you know you're wondering if the producers were on LSD.
Besides that it's cheaper and faster to have a couple of people at a computer building models than to have an entire studio hand drawing, inking, and paneling. Hand drawn animation (outside of Asia) is dead. Cheap bastards.
Seems like there's a new 3d movie out every fucking week and most of them are fucking forgettable. I can count on one freakin' hand the number of movies out of hundreds that didn't suck complete and total uterus... well the ones I even bothered to watch. The premise of most of them makes me want to throw a puppy through my television:
It deals with some crazy group of animals that learn some stupid ass life lesson, The end, roll credits and I die inside just a little bit more.
Fuuuck.
Besides that it's cheaper and faster to have a couple of people at a computer building models than to have an entire studio hand drawing, inking, and paneling. Hand drawn animation (outside of Asia) is dead. Cheap bastards.
Seems like there's a new 3d movie out every fucking week and most of them are fucking forgettable. I can count on one freakin' hand the number of movies out of hundreds that didn't suck complete and total uterus... well the ones I even bothered to watch. The premise of most of them makes me want to throw a puppy through my television:
It deals with some crazy group of animals that learn some stupid ass life lesson, The end, roll credits and I die inside just a little bit more.
Fuuuck.
Big ASS trucks.
Why do people drive them? I'm not talking about your mid sized or even full sized trucks, I'm talking about the HUGE trucks that are slightly smaller than I semi.
I can't understand why people drive them in everyday life. (I'll refrain from making the obligatory over compensation for a small penis quip.)
No, I won't go on and on about how bad they are for the enviroment and other tree hugging hippie bullshit. The fact is, I like the big trucks and I wouldn't mind driving one either. However, I would drive it when I needed it. Like when I need to
move furniture or pull out tree stumps or haul a small house across town, etc.
For everything else I'll drive a regular sized car.
Driving a huge 500 horsepower diesel monster truck to go grocery shopping doesn't make any damn sense. It just seems like a waste... it's like driving a bulldozer to go to work.
But I guess there are people out there who don't mind spending a small fortune fueling up their giant artificial penis mobiles (okay, I couldn't resist).
Anyway, like I said, I don't have anything against oversized trucks. I believe they serve a purpose and there are some things that only they can do and admittedly they are fun to drive, but, like a bulldozer (I've driven both), once you're done with the job you leave it in the garage until you need it again.
In the meantime drive something more sensible and stop worrying about your painfully average dick.
I can't understand why people drive them in everyday life. (I'll refrain from making the obligatory over compensation for a small penis quip.)
No, I won't go on and on about how bad they are for the enviroment and other tree hugging hippie bullshit. The fact is, I like the big trucks and I wouldn't mind driving one either. However, I would drive it when I needed it. Like when I need to
move furniture or pull out tree stumps or haul a small house across town, etc.
For everything else I'll drive a regular sized car.
Driving a huge 500 horsepower diesel monster truck to go grocery shopping doesn't make any damn sense. It just seems like a waste... it's like driving a bulldozer to go to work.
But I guess there are people out there who don't mind spending a small fortune fueling up their giant artificial penis mobiles (okay, I couldn't resist).
Anyway, like I said, I don't have anything against oversized trucks. I believe they serve a purpose and there are some things that only they can do and admittedly they are fun to drive, but, like a bulldozer (I've driven both), once you're done with the job you leave it in the garage until you need it again.
In the meantime drive something more sensible and stop worrying about your painfully average dick.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
You're mine now, bitch
FINALLY after almost 2 months and hundreds of design sketches, I finally came up with a mothership design for my sci-fi animated piece. I mean you can't create an ass kickin' interstellar cyber babe without having a ridiculously over the top massive alien mother ship to fight now can you?
Those of you who know me and are in the loop know what I'm talking about, those of you don't, forgeddaboutit.
Those of you who know me and are in the loop know what I'm talking about, those of you don't, forgeddaboutit.
Tuesday, January 9, 2007
Scooby fucking Doo
Well I heard the creator of Scooby Doo recently died. I also found out that he was japanese (who knew?)
So in honor of Mr. Iwao Takamoto I thought I bash his legacy simply because I can.
I realized long ago that whenever I watched Scooby Doo as a kid, I'd just sit there and wait for something funny/entertaining to happen.
It never fucking happened.
Ever.
There was a fucking laugh track and EVERYTHING. BUT NOTHING FUNNY EVER HAPPENED ON THAT SHOW. As a kid it was just sorta uninteresting. As an adult, the show is literally unwatchable.
Here's the Scooby Doo breakdown:
Scooby is a coward who eats sandwiches, and later Scooby Snacks.
Shaggy is just sort of dishevled and out of it. I don't know what his deal was, really. Obviously based after some stoner hippie, so all he really did was act high and eat big sandwiches. He was also a coward.
Freddy was the rich white boy who nobody liked, sorta like Freddie Prinze Jr. who plays him in the movies.
Daphne was rich and pretty; so, much like in real life, she didn't do fucking ANYTHING, and nobody really pointed this fact out. She was just there because they needed a pretty girl on the show.
Velma, considering the above, was dissed by Daphne's very existence, and she does all the work. But, much like in real life, nobody likes her because Daphne jacks all of her attention. She always wore a sweater, regardless of where they were. And she wore glasses- that means she's SMART.
They traveled around in a fucked up old van called...get ready, this will blow your mind...The Mystery Machine. OH SHIT! Because they solved MYSTERIES, get it? Yeah. Genius.
There would be some crazy shit going on, but instead of having actual detectives check things out, they let the stoner and his dog (lazy cowardly dog who does nothing but eat and speak unintelligibly. Funny how that works out), along with the pretty girl who serves no purpose and The Girl who could be a Lesbian But Nobody Really Wants To Ask.
Of course, everyone, including the police if they actually showed up, figured the problem was ghosts or something. I mean, that's the natural conclusion to jump to...A bunch of money is missing from the bank? Oh, must be ghosts! Point me in the direction of that dumb ass town so I can rob them blind!
So they do nothing for 20 minutes (the laugh track goes off at random intervals at shit that wasn't even funny), and then Velma figures out it's not a fucking ghost or an alien, but the infinitely-more-likely "guy wearing a mask." No shit?
Then the guy in the mask says "...and I would have gotten away with it, if it wasn't for you darned kids!!"
This was every episode of the series. And there were like seventy-nine thousand of them!
It would be so fucking sweet to see Velma just go the fuck OFF on the rest of the crew for like 10 minutes straight. And then end that shit with "I'VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH YOU STUPID MOTHERFUCKERS, JINKIES GOD DAMN FUCK!!!"
There was an early 90s cartoon called A Pup Named Scooby Doo, which was actually pretty good because it didn't take itself too seriously and it constantly mocked the stupidity of the original show.
Such a terrible show. I would literally rather watch an old man jack off while Creed played in the background for 30 minutes than watch old Scooby Doo episodes. Terrible. Fucking terrible.
Don't get me started about Scrappy.
Oh yeah, RIP, Iwao Takamoto
So in honor of Mr. Iwao Takamoto I thought I bash his legacy simply because I can.
I realized long ago that whenever I watched Scooby Doo as a kid, I'd just sit there and wait for something funny/entertaining to happen.
It never fucking happened.
Ever.
There was a fucking laugh track and EVERYTHING. BUT NOTHING FUNNY EVER HAPPENED ON THAT SHOW. As a kid it was just sorta uninteresting. As an adult, the show is literally unwatchable.
Here's the Scooby Doo breakdown:
Scooby is a coward who eats sandwiches, and later Scooby Snacks.
Shaggy is just sort of dishevled and out of it. I don't know what his deal was, really. Obviously based after some stoner hippie, so all he really did was act high and eat big sandwiches. He was also a coward.
Freddy was the rich white boy who nobody liked, sorta like Freddie Prinze Jr. who plays him in the movies.
Daphne was rich and pretty; so, much like in real life, she didn't do fucking ANYTHING, and nobody really pointed this fact out. She was just there because they needed a pretty girl on the show.
Velma, considering the above, was dissed by Daphne's very existence, and she does all the work. But, much like in real life, nobody likes her because Daphne jacks all of her attention. She always wore a sweater, regardless of where they were. And she wore glasses- that means she's SMART.
They traveled around in a fucked up old van called...get ready, this will blow your mind...The Mystery Machine. OH SHIT! Because they solved MYSTERIES, get it? Yeah. Genius.
There would be some crazy shit going on, but instead of having actual detectives check things out, they let the stoner and his dog (lazy cowardly dog who does nothing but eat and speak unintelligibly. Funny how that works out), along with the pretty girl who serves no purpose and The Girl who could be a Lesbian But Nobody Really Wants To Ask.
Of course, everyone, including the police if they actually showed up, figured the problem was ghosts or something. I mean, that's the natural conclusion to jump to...A bunch of money is missing from the bank? Oh, must be ghosts! Point me in the direction of that dumb ass town so I can rob them blind!
So they do nothing for 20 minutes (the laugh track goes off at random intervals at shit that wasn't even funny), and then Velma figures out it's not a fucking ghost or an alien, but the infinitely-more-likely "guy wearing a mask." No shit?
Then the guy in the mask says "...and I would have gotten away with it, if it wasn't for you darned kids!!"
This was every episode of the series. And there were like seventy-nine thousand of them!
It would be so fucking sweet to see Velma just go the fuck OFF on the rest of the crew for like 10 minutes straight. And then end that shit with "I'VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH YOU STUPID MOTHERFUCKERS, JINKIES GOD DAMN FUCK!!!"
There was an early 90s cartoon called A Pup Named Scooby Doo, which was actually pretty good because it didn't take itself too seriously and it constantly mocked the stupidity of the original show.
Such a terrible show. I would literally rather watch an old man jack off while Creed played in the background for 30 minutes than watch old Scooby Doo episodes. Terrible. Fucking terrible.
Don't get me started about Scrappy.
Oh yeah, RIP, Iwao Takamoto
Friday, January 5, 2007
I don't get it.
Why is it when some people break up with someone they deny ever having feelings for them?
Now I understand the therapeutic benefits of trash talking the ex and ridiculing everything about them from how much of a lousy cook they were to how horribly bad they are in bed and blah blah blah.
I don't have a problem with that, in fact it's kind of fun. What I do have a problem with is when they deny caring about the person in the first place.
Give me a break... it never fails to make me laugh when I hear these people go on and on and on about how they weren't really "into" the person in the first place when only a month ago, I'm being bored to tears about how "wonderful" he/she was and how their shit smelled like fucking daffodils.
Who are they trying to kid? Don't they realize how stupid they sound? I understand wanting to salvage their wounded pride, but denial isn't the answer.
The only thing worse than being lied to is lying to yourself.
Personally, I've had my share of shitty relationships, but never once, no matter how much I hate the person now, did I ever take back or deny all the loving things I said and felt for them. Hell, I got invovled with them for SOME reason after all and since I'm not one of those types that actively seeks out abusive realationships, that means I really (GASP) liked the person at one point.
I'll give anyone credit when they deserve it even if they're a lowly piece of shit who isn't worthy to be in the same zipcode as me.
I know it may be a hard thing to do, espcially if the person really did you wrong, but admitting any good things about them doesn't make you a weak person or gives them power over you. Quite the opposite. You can tell your friends how much of a cool person your ex was as you hack into his/her bank account and ruin their lives.
*evil laugh*
Now I understand the therapeutic benefits of trash talking the ex and ridiculing everything about them from how much of a lousy cook they were to how horribly bad they are in bed and blah blah blah.
I don't have a problem with that, in fact it's kind of fun. What I do have a problem with is when they deny caring about the person in the first place.
Give me a break... it never fails to make me laugh when I hear these people go on and on and on about how they weren't really "into" the person in the first place when only a month ago, I'm being bored to tears about how "wonderful" he/she was and how their shit smelled like fucking daffodils.
Who are they trying to kid? Don't they realize how stupid they sound? I understand wanting to salvage their wounded pride, but denial isn't the answer.
The only thing worse than being lied to is lying to yourself.
Personally, I've had my share of shitty relationships, but never once, no matter how much I hate the person now, did I ever take back or deny all the loving things I said and felt for them. Hell, I got invovled with them for SOME reason after all and since I'm not one of those types that actively seeks out abusive realationships, that means I really (GASP) liked the person at one point.
I'll give anyone credit when they deserve it even if they're a lowly piece of shit who isn't worthy to be in the same zipcode as me.
I know it may be a hard thing to do, espcially if the person really did you wrong, but admitting any good things about them doesn't make you a weak person or gives them power over you. Quite the opposite. You can tell your friends how much of a cool person your ex was as you hack into his/her bank account and ruin their lives.
*evil laugh*
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