Showing posts with label Zombies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Zombies. Show all posts
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Friday, October 14, 2011
The Headline Of The Day
Not so much people getting hurt, but....it speaks for itself:
16 zombie actors injured on 'Resident Evil' set | 6abc.com
16 zombie actors injured on 'Resident Evil' set | 6abc.com
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Video Of The Day
One of those songs I really enjoy singing along with. And it's a bazillion times better than that overplayed "My Body" (3 times a day in one shift, on average). Plus....it mentions zombies.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
The Awesome Of The Day
Sheer Awesomeness Halloween Edition: Iiiiiiiiii Dooooooooo - WEDINATOR - Funny Wedding Photos
WHAT IS THIS?! Wow. I....I am absolutely speechless.
Okay, now I can have my tween girl at a Justin Bieber concert moment.....*flaps hands excitedly* ZOMG! THAT IS THE MOST FUCKING AWESOME THING I HAVE EVER SEEN!
WHAT IS THIS?! Wow. I....I am absolutely speechless.
Okay, now I can have my tween girl at a Justin Bieber concert moment.....*flaps hands excitedly* ZOMG! THAT IS THE MOST FUCKING AWESOME THING I HAVE EVER SEEN!
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Random Thoughts
Good God, I cannot stand this fucking sexual frustration anymore. I casually mentioned it to my sister the other day. I never seen her laugh so hard. I am glad everyone finds this so funny!
I was in Target the other day and I was looking in the new issue of GQ (come on- like you really have to ask what I was looking at) and "You Shook Me All Night Long" by AC-DC came blasting on one of the display radios. I briefly contemplated knocking over the entire wall of radios.
I despise the show, but I did watch the last 5 minutes of Dancing With The Has Beens And The Why Am I Famous Agains last week and I have one question- who was that man that was eliminated? That man is nothing like the Neanderthal knuckle dragger I saw the few times I watched Durrrsey Shur. I think it was an alien. Shoot it in the back! Quick! While it's not looking!
NOOO! Wait! Why would we want to shoot the alien?! Shoot the real thing!
I watched a clip of him dancing on some Popeater article. He's a hideous dancer. He makes Carlton Banks look like Fred Astaire. He makes my dancing look good and I'm just about the worst dancer on Earth. Oh okay, I really didn't think he was that terrible. Call me a sucker, but I thought he was cute when he danced. He probably did better than I ever would. I can't even walk a crooked line. But that doesn't stop me from laughing hard at this picture. And this one. Awkward much?
Unpositive? For the love of....REALLY, Mike?
I lol'd at this picture, too. He looks rather....uh....glittery? And that shirt reminds me of one my sister just gave me. I'm sorry, I have to ask this....do straight guys wear shirts like this? Yes, I know someone else probably chose it, but why do I not see any other guys dressing like that?
Speaking of men, I saw a picture of Mark Masri for the first time and *opera sings*. Although I do not know his height, I finally have come to understand the appeal of tall, dark, and handsome. Fucking talented as hell too. That voice! And the best part? He's Cana-nadian. Oh my yes.
I also watched the "It's A Jersey Thing" episode of Southpark last week. Guffawed, I did. I almost passed out from laughing when Snookie started raping Cartman and he starts screaming "it's raping me! IT'S RAPING ME!". I also howled at Kyle turning into Kyley B.
The other day in work, it was just the start of my shift and this woman was in who made a big stink from the second she walked in the door. At one point, I heard her screaming at the top of her lungs about something being a sueable offence and she just kept going on and I was about to kick down the door and scream "Ma'am, it is 8AM on a Monday morning. I am tired, I am sexually frustrated, and I have not had an ounce of caffeine in my system yet. SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
I just finally finished my latest issue of Weird NJ and the last article was about something called a Zombie Walk, which is basically just what it sounds like (people dress up as zombies and moan and groan their way around cities and towns). I read the entire article and by the end, I was so ecstatic, I almost died of a heart attack. I want to join in one. We all know how much I fucking love zombies, so this would just be the ultimate thrill.
I was in Target the other day and I was looking in the new issue of GQ (come on- like you really have to ask what I was looking at) and "You Shook Me All Night Long" by AC-DC came blasting on one of the display radios. I briefly contemplated knocking over the entire wall of radios.
I despise the show, but I did watch the last 5 minutes of Dancing With The Has Beens And The Why Am I Famous Agains last week and I have one question- who was that man that was eliminated? That man is nothing like the Neanderthal knuckle dragger I saw the few times I watched Durrrsey Shur. I think it was an alien. Shoot it in the back! Quick! While it's not looking!
NOOO! Wait! Why would we want to shoot the alien?! Shoot the real thing!
I watched a clip of him dancing on some Popeater article. He's a hideous dancer. He makes Carlton Banks look like Fred Astaire. He makes my dancing look good and I'm just about the worst dancer on Earth. Oh okay, I really didn't think he was that terrible. Call me a sucker, but I thought he was cute when he danced. He probably did better than I ever would. I can't even walk a crooked line. But that doesn't stop me from laughing hard at this picture. And this one. Awkward much?
Unpositive? For the love of....REALLY, Mike?
I lol'd at this picture, too. He looks rather....uh....glittery? And that shirt reminds me of one my sister just gave me. I'm sorry, I have to ask this....do straight guys wear shirts like this? Yes, I know someone else probably chose it, but why do I not see any other guys dressing like that?
Speaking of men, I saw a picture of Mark Masri for the first time and *opera sings*. Although I do not know his height, I finally have come to understand the appeal of tall, dark, and handsome. Fucking talented as hell too. That voice! And the best part? He's Cana-nadian. Oh my yes.
I also watched the "It's A Jersey Thing" episode of Southpark last week. Guffawed, I did. I almost passed out from laughing when Snookie started raping Cartman and he starts screaming "it's raping me! IT'S RAPING ME!". I also howled at Kyle turning into Kyley B.
The other day in work, it was just the start of my shift and this woman was in who made a big stink from the second she walked in the door. At one point, I heard her screaming at the top of her lungs about something being a sueable offence and she just kept going on and I was about to kick down the door and scream "Ma'am, it is 8AM on a Monday morning. I am tired, I am sexually frustrated, and I have not had an ounce of caffeine in my system yet. SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
I just finally finished my latest issue of Weird NJ and the last article was about something called a Zombie Walk, which is basically just what it sounds like (people dress up as zombies and moan and groan their way around cities and towns). I read the entire article and by the end, I was so ecstatic, I almost died of a heart attack. I want to join in one. We all know how much I fucking love zombies, so this would just be the ultimate thrill.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Random Thoughts
Heavens. Sarah is supposedly already planning to run in 2012. God save us all. Obama, if this does not give you ammunition to do a hell of a good job, I don't know what would. The good news is, though, by 2012, no one can say that Obama has no "executive experience".
The other good news, of course, is just because she enters the race doesn't mean she will actually make candidate. Hopefully some potential candidate will come along and squash her like a bug. Which probably wouldn't take much. One could sit down in a chair, lean back, and snore their head off and would still be better than her. Shit, you could put a zombie up on stage to debate her that just stands there and moans "BRAINS!" and it would still be better and make infinitely more sense than her. But then again.... zombies just make everything better.
I really wish ALL movies and shows would be required to have closed-caption. Between years of blowing the little hairs in my ears to bits with blasting music and eustachian tube trouble, my hearing is not great. It kind of sucks, actually. And one day last week, I had some British movie on- I think it was called Go Now or something- and it was not closed captioned and I could barely understand anything anyone was saying. But I think a lot of it had to do with the British accents, which normally I can understand with no problem, but in this movie, everyone's seemed exceptionally harsh. They all sounded like they were talking with mouths full of shit.
If I do not get a Geno's cheesesteak soon, I am going to scratch someone's eyeballs out.
Since I have no health insurance, I obviously have no dental insurance. Thankfully, though, one of my local community colleges has a dental clinic and I can get my teeth cleaned for next to nothing. It's pretty frickin sweet. Unfortunately, though, due to area (a lot of people with low incomes and people that shouldn't, um, be here) and now probably due to so many people losing health insurance, the clinic is booked up. I can't get an appointment until March 5th, which isn't far away really, but I have to find a job so I will probably run into some conflict.
I may have mentioned this before, but back in high school, I was a band geek. And I complained about band a lot, so why did I stay in it? I don't know. It wasn't marching band I hated in particular. Oh, no. I loved going to competitions and parades and all that jiggery pokery. No. Rather, it was the people I couldn't stand. The members, the teachers, instructors, assistants, etc....all were 100% certified grade-A asshole. My band teacher had a personal vendetta for me from day one. I have no idea what his problem was with me because I never was a trouble maker in school. Far from it. I barely made a peep in class. My teachers- well, most of them anyway- were hounding me to speak up in class because they certainly knew I had the brains to not make an ass out of myself. Maybe that was the problem- I was such NOT a trouble maker, they assumed I must have had something up my sleeve and would rebel.
Goddamn, I am bored.
The other good news, of course, is just because she enters the race doesn't mean she will actually make candidate. Hopefully some potential candidate will come along and squash her like a bug. Which probably wouldn't take much. One could sit down in a chair, lean back, and snore their head off and would still be better than her. Shit, you could put a zombie up on stage to debate her that just stands there and moans "BRAINS!" and it would still be better and make infinitely more sense than her. But then again.... zombies just make everything better.
I really wish ALL movies and shows would be required to have closed-caption. Between years of blowing the little hairs in my ears to bits with blasting music and eustachian tube trouble, my hearing is not great. It kind of sucks, actually. And one day last week, I had some British movie on- I think it was called Go Now or something- and it was not closed captioned and I could barely understand anything anyone was saying. But I think a lot of it had to do with the British accents, which normally I can understand with no problem, but in this movie, everyone's seemed exceptionally harsh. They all sounded like they were talking with mouths full of shit.
If I do not get a Geno's cheesesteak soon, I am going to scratch someone's eyeballs out.
Since I have no health insurance, I obviously have no dental insurance. Thankfully, though, one of my local community colleges has a dental clinic and I can get my teeth cleaned for next to nothing. It's pretty frickin sweet. Unfortunately, though, due to area (a lot of people with low incomes and people that shouldn't, um, be here) and now probably due to so many people losing health insurance, the clinic is booked up. I can't get an appointment until March 5th, which isn't far away really, but I have to find a job so I will probably run into some conflict.
I may have mentioned this before, but back in high school, I was a band geek. And I complained about band a lot, so why did I stay in it? I don't know. It wasn't marching band I hated in particular. Oh, no. I loved going to competitions and parades and all that jiggery pokery. No. Rather, it was the people I couldn't stand. The members, the teachers, instructors, assistants, etc....all were 100% certified grade-A asshole. My band teacher had a personal vendetta for me from day one. I have no idea what his problem was with me because I never was a trouble maker in school. Far from it. I barely made a peep in class. My teachers- well, most of them anyway- were hounding me to speak up in class because they certainly knew I had the brains to not make an ass out of myself. Maybe that was the problem- I was such NOT a trouble maker, they assumed I must have had something up my sleeve and would rebel.
Goddamn, I am bored.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Quote Of The Day
Though I haven't heard a formal statement on what the meaning is behind the song and despite the fact that I am not a fan of most music today, "Disturbia" by Rihanna has become my best friend this week. Reading through the lyrics, the song could definitely represent certain mental illnesses, although I certainly do not feel like I am in "the city of wonder". I found this gem from songmeanings.net by user Scissorkick on the meaning of it:
Wrong! You guy's are all idiots. "Disturbia" is obviously a song about being stalked by homeless zombies.
It opens up with Rihanna counting bums by singing "Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum". She's walking down the street and pepper spraying them to keep the bums off. But then they start following her like the living dead in the "Thriller" video. It then escalates into a nightmarish tale thats frightenly delicious. Ghouls and Goblins of every which way, track Rihanna to snack on her soul with Ghoulish delight.
All in all, "Disturbia" is a tale that documents TRUE-Zombie crime stories and is a wake up call to America that ghosts and goblins do exist, and are not just harmless cereal characters. Just ask my great grandpa, Draculas kick in his windows every night and try to steal his babe ruth rookie cards, that he keeps in a coffee can under his bed. But thats why gramp's keeps a mannequin in his bed and sleeps the whole night standing up in the closet with a shotgun. So whenever one of those damn dracula's thinks hes got ol' gramps... "BLAM!"
Gramp's says the only thing that really keeps the Dracs away is playing "Disturbia" on repeat and standing in his front lawn in his underwear, holding his shotgun (it also keeps the neighbors away).
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