Peaces!
Now here is Echo & The Bunnymen with "Lips Like Sugar".
nothing matters except life and the love you make
The 2008 Top 10 Idol contestants brought their 'A' game tonight. I've said it before and I'll say it again-- this season is the strongest season of Idol. It's getting really difficult to pick the bottom performer and you know I've been looking carefully at the performances. It's definitely going to go down, as usual, as a popularity contest rather than a singing competition; so the ones who stay have to have an extra edge in personality and likability. Let's start off in order (as best as I can remember). Disclaimer: I am awesome and therefore you should only read if you can handle awesome. Okay? Begin.
Like many people who grew up in the late 80s and most of the 90s (some of us have yet to grow up *ahem* moi *ahem*), I developed a liking to animated feature films. When you hear those three words, you might immediately associate those cartoon movies with Disney. Well, I do too. But there were a couple of movies that were not part of the Disney Canon, back in the day, that have fonder memories of than of big D's. I am referring to Don Bluth's movies of the 80s, specifically An American Tail and The Land Before Time (Ducky!).
But sure enough that's where An American Tale and The Land Before Time fit into my tan-line-imation. You see, after doing a quick Wikipedia search of those movies, I have discovered that the creator/animator of those films, Don Bluth, was an ex patriot of Disney. Those two films actually fared better than Disney's films in the 80s. Talk about a shift in power. I really do believe those films were and are on par with the 90s films of Disney. I do not remember much about An American Tale, but I have home video evidence that The Land Before Time was to me then what The Lion King/Finding Nemo is to me now. I do not think I can watch TLBT today because it would make me cry. It would make a grown man cry. I cannot express how much that film turns me back into a little kid. Every weekend or any slow afternoon, my brothers and I would be rolling around in the carpet with that tape on in the background. It's a small gem from my childhood.
If you enter any elementary school today and look at posters inside classrooms, you are more than likely to see posters and projects exalting the benefits of reading. Reading, reading, and more reading-- not to be confused with the three R's of environmentalism in my school: reduce, recycle, and reuse (I love those R's. I still try to live by them). However, it is has dawned on me how contradictory my elementary school operated. You see, when it was lunch time, my school had the option of letting the children play outside (recess) or have them sit down in the school auditorium for some random movie. Recess does wonders for school children. As a teacher, I love when I get my students back from recess because they are often closing in on a food coma. (That's almost a lie. My students go bonkers regardless of the time of day, except when they're still asleep in the morning.) You would think the school would let us play. And they did, but sometimes the weather would not cooperate, so we had to resort to the musty, rusty, and dusty auditorium.
First, a little background on myself. I am a college educated American who grew up in a devoutly Catholic family. Trust me. My Mom was and still is seriously devout. I happen to still follow certain practices but not everything by a long shot. You may say I was "enlightened" or that I have "strayed" depending on your viewpoint. In college, I studied the sciences, specifically, biology and chemistry. Though I may be really rusty, I believe I have a strong grip on the scientific way the world works (e.g. evolution). Of course, this post is biased, but that's just par for the course. Everyone has their point of view and I will try to defend why I still practice (some) parts of my religion.
Ah, the train never ceases to amaze me. I was coming home from class last night and saw someone who I think was my 5th grade classmate's hot sister. Well, back in the day, before I evan began to pubesce (wha?), I firmly remember her older sister. I think those were the first "strong" thoughts of a girl I ever had. But, my classmate wasn't half bad either. Actually, now that I think of it, I think my classmate was my first pseudo-crush. I say pseudo because I really didn't like her I just wanted to get in her pants. Of course I wasn't thinking those things exactly when I was in 5th grade, but I did feel that way about her. And wouldn't you know it, I happened to see her on my way home that same night. She probably didn't recognize me because of my long beautiful (read: ugly) locks, but I recognize her from the way my . . . [edit]. Hell, she probably wouldn't have recognized me even back in the day. She brings up those evil feelings. Not the feelings of wanting to date or get to know someone, but those other nice feelings.
It's been a while, but I almost cried watching a movie. That almost-honor goes to Gone Baby Gone. I'm too young to know what it's like to lose a child, but I seriously almost cried watching. I closed my mouth and it felt like someone was gently nudging my eyeballs from inside my head. I felt the stinging sensation around my nose. Really powerful stuff. My kudos goes out to Casey Affleck and especially Ben Affleck. Though everyone else hated Jersey Girl, I think Ben deserves some credit. He is actually quite talented. So, Ben, I can't hate you anymore. Just don't get too smug just cause you made an awesome film. Giving the lead to your brother could have been a bad move, but Casey is also awesome. I just don't know if I ever want to go to Boston, ever; what with this movie and Departed totally killing the mood.
Those words were actually said in last night's American Idol episode and were not in fact said by any of the contestants. Leave it to the three caballeros Randy, Paula, and Simon to make a singing competition into a sitcom. The judges were so all over the place most especially Paula. Although I liked how Seacrest noticed how quickly things were getting out of hand and reminded the judges and the audience that the show is about the performers.
My iPod is getting old. Lemme explain. Usually my posts on this blog are premeditated. But I have increasingly been really lazy. (I'm not even going to check whether my adverbs were placed correctly in the previous sentence. Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma?) So I'm going to go on a nice little rant in hopes of getting inspired into writing a review about tv's Dexter.
So I've tried joining Last.fm, but it hasn't turned out as awesome as I had hoped. It's more of a social networking site that uses music to get people together. I don't know about you, but I don't really like social networking sites (I think I might not even like people?). I just wish that Last.fm would just let me know what's good to listen to. I guess I could always just go rely on good ol' Pandora. At least they showed me all about We Are Scientists. By the way, I cannot frickin' wait for their upcoming album this March. It's sad though that only the Brits get it while us Yanks have to wait (Down with the Queen!). I predict WAS's new album will be for 2008 what Bloc Party's was for 2007.
Let's talk about the American Idol Top 24 of 2008. I would like to talk about my current favorites for the girls. (For the guys, there's only one I really like and he's an Aussie. There's also another one, but it's too early to tell.) First off, with the exception of that one guy, the girls really have a strong bunch this year. They're all pretty much, well, pretty. That's nice, but can they sang? Most can sing and that's good enough for me.
Make up your mind! Brooke or Ramiele! Easy. (Pikachu, I choose you!) Alaina Whitaker, I choose you, but you're only 16 so I choose Kady Malloy instead. I was pleasantly surprised by her performance her vocal ability. I thought she would be your typical good-looking-but-average singer. Turns out her performance was more than above average. Judges didn't like it one bit, but who cares. Malloy did have a killer Britney Spears impersonation, my friends. (Is there anyone else?)
Maybe I was just really sleepy, but I could not fall asleep in my own bed last night. When I laid down to sleep, I heard this muffled thumping beat. It wasn't loud enough to wake up my brothers, but it was loud enough to annoy me. The weird part was I only heard it when I was in my bed. When I got up to search for the sound it stopped! I know what a vibrating phone sounds like and it was not that. Even that would have been better sleep music (like a trapped robot mouse trying to escape a desk drawer). Nor was it someone blasting "awesome" beats out of their pimped-out auto. I opened the window to give the owners a piece of my mind, but I didn't hear it.
Oh Em Gee. How good is this 4th (shortened) season of Lost?! Just finished watching the third episode when it aired tonight. All I have to say is, I feel bad for people who have not seen Lost from beginning all the way up to now. I don't think I've spoken much about Lost on Lips Like Asukal, but this third episode of the 4th season has pumped me up. The first two were great, but wow, the flash forwards elevate this show to another level.
Just some thoughts on the impending end of the writers strike: okay, can we get on with our real lives? I am 100% in support of unions, but I usually associate them with workers of the middle to working class. I am pretty sure these writers aren't struggling. The worst thing that can happen to them is writer's block. It's actually a little unfair that the writers guild of america gets all this publicity when real unions like the united federation of teachers (workers who matter?) do not get as much support. Sure I'm a little biased (as a former and future teacher), but in general, I just hope other unions will get the same support as the writers did. That's just in case I go on strike in the future for a little more cash-- I will have the future of America's youth in my hands. So pay up.
Just saw Cloverfield tonight. I have to say that I really enjoyed it, despite the huge drop in its second week earnings. (It can be expected for movies to drop 40 to 50%, which is pretty bad, but from some accounts, Cloverfield dropped in the 60% range.)
By the way, since this is Lips Like Asukal, I have to talk about a girl. While Cloverfield has no big-name stars (although I do know two actors, one of whom is from my sadly-cancelled The Black Donnellys), I have to mention Lizzy Caplan. You may know her from Mean Girls as Lohan's friend who was friends with that gay dude. Lizzy looks really good in Cloverfield. It would not be fair to call her an almost crush of mine, because I've always found her attractive even back in Mean Girls (when she was supposed to be the "ugly" friend). She also plays a sarcastic girl in Cloverfield, probably ups her hotness in it.
I know readers may think I may possibly be a chauvinist because of all the rebel yells of "she could get it!", but in reality I'm really the antithesis. Do not get me wrong. Some people can attest that I am a fully red-blooded American male. So it makes sense when I tell you that I do like to indulge in proclamations about the current cutie in my mind. Maybe in the future I will refrain from getting too racy (I don't think I have been too bad though).
My only wish is that my image of her doesn't get shattered. I hope she doesn't go all Hollywood and become tabloid fodder.