Holly decided to sign up for Netflix this weekend. She was looking through their listings to see what looked like it was worth watching and she found a few decent documentaries. Yesterday we watched I Think We’re alone now (trailer above), and Confessions of a Superhero (trailer below). Both were funny at times but also quite sad.
I Think We’re Alone Now, is about two different people who stalk Tiffany (80′s pop icon) and how nutty they are. The one has a Radionics lab in his basement where he uses a bicycle helmet with tubes attached to it as an amplifier for his telepathic connection to Tiffany. The other (a hermaphrodite) had an accident when he/she was younger and was in a coma. During her coma she had a vision of Tiffany (who she had never seen before) then when she awoke she saw a photo of Tiffany and decided they were meant to be together, and that Tiffany would remember her from her coma hallucinations.
Confessions of a Superhero was done by the Super Size Me douche. It was put together really nice and focuses on four people who live and work in Hollywood as superhero look-a-likes. They all had great quotes, but my favourite part about this film is listening to the guy who dresses as Batman talking about how he’s “…left a body count trying to get out of his old gang related activities with guys who have really long, really Italian last names…”.
I recommend watching both. Holly says Netflix is free this month, so if you can’t find it anywhere else, go there. So far I don’t see much else worth watching on there, so I’m refraining from actually linking to the site and endorsing them further.
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Also, if you’re ever in Hollywood and you get your photo taken with Batman, TIP HIM. Otherwise he might add you to the body count…
Some albums I’ve been listening to a lot lately.
And I’m about to get this album because I’m loving this song.
On top of celebrating last weekend, there was also some mourning of a friend lost. Anyone who knows the man above also knows his best friend and inseparable counterpart for the last decade or so was the world’s most impressive canine – Monty. I lived with Monty and Ryan for a little while, and I grew very attached to both.
Unfortunately Ryan was forced to make the decision last Saturday to go ahead and have Monty put down. I can’t imagine how hard that must have been. We waited to visit with him on Sunday, as I’m sure he wasn’t in the best of moods Saturday. Holly and I met him for breakfast at Chew Chews, then afterwards hung out for a little bit and chatted.
Before we left, Ryan was kind enough to demonstrate his new found skills on a penny farthing. He’s had this bike on loan from a friend who isn’t tall enough to ride it, for about a month or so. He offered to let me try it (as it’s meant for someone around our height), but I figured I’d probably fall off or hit one of the closely parked cars in front of his house.
Well mice actually. This morning around 2:30 am, I woke up to a noise I thought was something stuck in the fan (it was rhythmic, and seemed to be the same tone and length every time). I couldn’t see anything and decided to not bother Holly (who hasn’t been feeling well) by turning the light on. I tried to go back to sleep. After about fifteen minutes of lying there Holly sat up and I asked her if she knew what that sound was. She identified it right away as Oliver’s usual “Look what I caught!” noise, then put a pillow over her face (she can embalm a corpse that’s been rotting for days, but can’t bare to look at a mouse in her house?).
I jumped up, grabbed my camera and chased the cats down to the main floor. Oliver ran into Gage’s room and laid in a pile of his clothes. I got him to move into the kitchen, then opened the front door and picked him up (I would have grabbed him sooner, but I was worried that when I did, he’d drop it and it would take off). Usually when he goes outside he freezes and meows in terror. I set him down, turned on the camera and sure enough the little bastard tried to take off on me. I stopped recording and grabbed him. Once I had a hold of him, I shook him a little and he loosened his grip. I picked him up again and shook him a little more, and he dropped it. As soon as it hit the ground the mouse took off running. I wasn’t sure it was still alive, and it might not be anymore. I did notice however that the mouse pooped in Oliver’s mouth while I was picking him up. Gross.
…when the boys have to wait a minute and a half for other people to be ready.
That video right there, that’s my original 360 – the one that was given to me personally by Silicon Knights for being the best gamer in all of St Catharines (and for being one of the 4 actual fans of Too Human) which I then had modded by The Shawnz only to have it RROD a short time later and subsequently suffer a failed flash resulting in a bricked disc drive. After sitting on a shelf for nearly five years (wow, seems like it hasn’t been out nearly that long) it has been successfully repaired (minus the disc drive) and with any luck, it will have a Jtag installed before the weekend is over.
Shawn was recently motivated to get his 360 back up and running due to the upcoming release of Dead Rising 2, and he decided while he was in there fiddling he might as well look into installing a Jtag. Luckily for me, he’s super handy and always willing to share his skills with me. He called and asked if I still had my box (which I recently almost tossed – thank god I didn’t) and said he wanted to try fixing it. If it works, the boys will be stoked. They’re constantly going nuts when they get into a hacked game. I’m confident Shawn can get it working (as is he) but that doesn’t mean we’ll be able to modify games. It will mean we can do some other fun things though, and we’ll have a second working xbox.
Tomorrow morning I want to go look for the 2 diodes Shawn needs to finish the install, then I’m off to look at MDF at the Home Depot because someone hates me.
Last night while at Heather’s Roan got a little bored, so he picked up a watering can and started pretending it was a gun. Gage and I had some questions about the design/mechanics of the pretend weapon, and all of it was captured in the video above. Enjoy!
…and if you’re reading this from an enemy air patrol, be warned! Those 100 cal. watering cans are capable of locking on from over 10 000 kilometers away. Bitch!
Last week, when Gage went to his friends cottage for a few days, I lent him my old camera (the one that has no flash and constantly flashes an error code on screen) which still works for videos and photos in bright places. When he got home the other day, I asked to see his photos. He said he had forgotten all about it, and had only taken “two really cool videos” with it. I was excited to see these “really cool videos” so I turned the camera on and hit play. Both videos were about 35 seconds long, and both were videos of him and Mac playing Call of Duty. Neither was “really cool”, and it seemed like a waste of taking a camera up north for a week.
Later, Holly and I were watching tv, and Gage came to ask if he could use the camera to film Roan. I said sure, then forgot all about it. Yesterday I woke up miserable, and stayed that way for most of the day. Then I saw my camera sitting on the table and remembered that Gage was using it the night before. I hit the play button to see what he’d recorded and it instantly brought a smile to my face.
The first video is the best. It reminds me of me as a kid. I had a stuffed bear that was about the same height as me, and I would wrestle and toss him all over my parent’s house right up until I was probably Gage’s age. The video got even better when Roan started teabag’ing his stuffed animal and Gage chimes in – making his presence known for the first time – by saying “You go Tiger!” in his attempt at a lisp-y voice.
This second video is just Roan trying to convince Gage to make a funny video with him, but Gage isn’t willing. Roan then tries to get Gage to take a picture of him in a cool pose, which then turns into him smashing the chair with a broom handle repeatedly. Not as great as the first video, but it still makes me laugh.
I’m definitely going to have to let them use that camera more.
Rwn
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Here’s the second installment in my latest blog feature, the Cobra Inquisition. This is where I post videos of my best friend’s responses to my stupid questions. The first segment focused on asking questions about animals, and it was a lot of fun. This segment is focused on aliens and space.
Ladies and gentlemen prepare yourself for the Cobra Inquisition: Aliens
-Do you believe in aliens?
-Do you prefer the word alien, or xenomorph?
-Why?
-Who was the first person in space?
-Can you name all the planets in our solar system?
-What’s your favourite planet?
-Why?
-If aliens came to earth and asked you to show them a fun time, where would you take them, and what would you do?
-What would you tell an alien to convince him that humans are cool and that we should hang out more?
-Would you eat fruit from an alien planet?
-Would you eat an alien?
-Should we trust aliens?
Thanks again to Dallas and Jenna for their help and participation. Stay tuned for our next segment which I’ve already begun preparring the questions for.
Yesterday I was in the middle of playing some Borderlands while on my lunch break, when Roan turned around from his computer and asked me “Did you know there is a video of me on Youtube?”. I said “Yup, I’ve seen lots of you on there.”. He must have thought I meant I see him on there, using that website a lot. He said “No, I mean there’s actually a real video of me, playing drums, on youtube… it’s called 9 year old drummer.”.
After searching for 15 minutes he got pissed because there was ten million videos of nine year olds playing the drums, and his was nowhere to be found. I told him I would gladly record him playing, and upload it to youtube for him. He said “No, that’s okay.”, like he usually does, but then changed his mind moments later. He asked me to not start filming right away, so of course I had to (I didn’t want to miss anything good!), and then I faked like I wasn’t recording yet when he decided he was ready. Hopefully he’s not mad at me for recording him being embarassed. I think I’ll lie and tell him my camera is weird sometimes and I didn’t realize it was filming already.