Saturday, November 24, 2007

Three little things...

1). Beowulf in 3-d is freaking awesome.

And even though comic book guy in row 6 would vehemently disagree it is certainly not because of Angelina Jolie's tig ole CG bitties. Rather it is makes good use of a long over looked medium, the CG is so good that there are points you forget you are not looking at real peeps and Beowulf throws a wicked good rabbit punch right in Grendle's freakish swollen external ear drum. Good stuff.
Some might ask, is the movie scary?
But not so much for the Beowulf content as much as the previews which feature Brendan Frasier in 3-D. The world has yet to know such terror.
2). Why aren't plumbers in better shape?

In the last week I did the following:
A. Fixed the toilet
B. Removed all of the fallen leaves on our property with the B&D Bush Hog Vac
C. Ran for 45 minutes on the elliptical (ok technically it isn't running, but I don't think the word Elliping has been coined yet)

Which of these activities resulted in walking funny and wicked muscle soreness?
The toilet repair.
Christ I felt like I ran a marathon the next day. So why are plumbers all stereotypical chunky monkeys? They should be freaking Hulk Hogans if that is what they do on a daily basis.

3) Saving the best (*or possibly worst) for last...
Seeing as my birthday is right around the corner, presents have already started to arrive.
If you wonder what kinds of things T-15 gets as presents, today is your lucky day. Before we get to the gift, let's start with the paper.
What in the world kind of early birthday present for a 32 year old comes wrapped in paper like this?

According to my mother, one that matches the tone of the gift it hides, more in terms of how disturbing it is, than its colorfulness.

As I peeled back the clown jack-in-the-box laden paper, much to my surprise and delight, I found this...

Yessiree, The Terror of Tiny Town DVD, an all little person western starring Jed Buell's midgets...

Look, I swear I am not making this up.
Even better is the blurb on the back of the box....
The Terror of Tiny Town was produced by Jed Buell after the success of his 1937 novely/exploitation picture, Harlem on the Range, the first all-black western.
A sequel little-person western, Hang 'em Not so High was announced but sadly abandoned before it was ever put to cameras.
Hot damn!
If this is any indication how year 32 goes down in the book of T-15, I am not gonna complain.

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