Tuesday, July 31, 2007
It really was only a matter of time. Our favorite midget actor in Utah County, after making commercials for payday loan companies and starring in low budget and low quality LDS mainstream movies has finally run into the long arm of the law.
It's certainly not as bad of a situation as old Super Dell Schanze ran into when he got in an altercation with some people, what with the pulling of the gun and all, but it's not something that he needs I'm sure.
Now for my semi-interesting Gary Coleman story. I was pulling up to my office and I saw this little short guy getting into a Saturn Sky roadster. I didn't want to look too closely as a) he was awfully short and b) I've heard that if indeed it was Gary Coleman, he was as curmudgeonly as Wilford Brimley. Anyway, through a couple of sideways glances, I determined it was him. I walked in to the office and a couple of people asked if I had seen Gary Coleman. I said "yes, and he drives a Saturn." He didn't visit our company, so he either was using the bathroom downstairs, lost, or visiting the corporate offices of the scrapbook company below us. Whatever the case, we don't know why he was here, it was just our brush with a former child star and gubernatorial candidate.
Monday, July 30, 2007
Thursday, July 26, 2007
What will come of this? The death of the album probably won't happen, although I think the US market will become a lot more like Japan's. You see albums, but each album has 4-5 singles that come out before the album does. Then those singles get slapped on the album and it gets shipped out the door. Album sales aren't as important as the Maxi Single and everything is geared towards it.
What will come of this? After all, why buy an album at 10 bucks when I can get the 3 songs I like at 3 bucks. I think that at the end of the day the record companies could be done with as we know them. Songs will still be around as usual, but I think we'll see fewer songs, perhaps smaller albums (after all, they used to be ~10 songs - 5 per side of the record. The CD is what opened it up), and more using them to drive concert sales. With today's technology I don't know why people don't open things up and have burning stations at concerts. You have a soundboard recording of the concert recorded real-time and as people leave they can go to a burning station and pay 20 bucks to have a 2 disc copy of the concert they were just at. The record companies own at least a part of the IP of those songs. Wouldn't it be in their best interest to partner with the group on it? Columbia and Journey could hook up and Columbia would allow Journey to do this, but they would get $x per concert album sold as a part of their rights. It's win win. U2 has looked at this a bit with their Vertigo tour, but it didn't come to fruition. I can't see how that wouldn't work. I think we may also see more greatest hits style albums, where everything is a single and there isn't a bunch of filler to complete it. Maybe the return of the EP - a 4 song mini-album of singles - would also be in the cards.
I know there have been loads of articles speculating on what will end up happening, and we are still at the start of this cycle, but there will be a change. The only question is how much of one and how fast will it hit?
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Monday, July 23, 2007
and now: Daddy Day Camp.
Ugh, this movie looks worse than the original (Daddy Day Care). If you don't believe me, take a look at the trailer:
When did he decide either that he was Keith Hernandez and it doesn't matter what he does or that he needed a paycheck so badly to slum it for money? This is just sad.
Friday, July 20, 2007
Thursday, July 19, 2007
A few years ago I was in a dance class, in which every day one of the students paused to feed her baby in the corner. That alone is disturbing to me, what might be even more disturbing to you is that she didn't even bother to cover her naked breast. I complained to a friend in class who immediatly scolding me for not being understanding of "a natural event". She was right I don't understand how popping your nipple out is wrong by itself, but popping it out with a baby attached is fine. I agree that it is a natural event, so is going to the bathroom. I submit that if I made a habit of urinating in the potted plants at Rumbi I'd promptly be tossed out.
The Godfather. What needs to be said about this book. While it has been made famous because of the movie, the book is just as good. It has more details about the periods in general as well as more references to the sexual prowess of Sonny (that's a bad thing). It just covers the time during The Godfather without really going into The Godfather Part II. I think it's one of those ultra-rare situations where the movie and the book are on the same level. The biggest difference for me as a result of seeing the movie before reading the book is that I pictured Al Pacino, James Caan, Marlon Brando, and so on as the characters in the novel even if Puzo's descriptions weren't exactly those actors. Such is the inherent problem with movie novels and so on. Nevertheless, it didn't distract from the book at all. If you can handle all the talk about Sonny during his time in the novel, pick this one up. It was a nonstop read for me - I started somewhere over the Atlantic and was about done when I arrived in Salt Lake, and this was with a 6 month old in my lap most of the time.
Ah Tom Clancy, how awesome a novelist you are. I think it's pretty safe to say that if there was only one author that I could read for the remainder of my days, it'd be Tom Clancy. I love my nonfiction and my Dan Brown and all, but Tom Clancy is the best. It had been a while since I last read his books, mainly because he hasn't written a novel for several years now, and I picked this off my shelf and flew through it. I'm in the middle of Red Rabbit right now, which is good, but not this good, and it's reminded me just how amazing vintage Clancy is. His characters pop, his writing crackles, and his Rice Krispies pop. I think that a lot of non-Irish/British people have forgotten just how heated "the troubles" were, but this is a blast from the past. It was realistic to have a splinter group of the IRA attack Prince Charles and Princess Di back in the day and it was also realistic that Charles wasn't a laughingstock and Di wasn't dead (admittedly, a bit of a low blow) but that they were instead a happy and heroic addition to the British royal family. I was hooked on this book from the opening page and lost quite a bit of sleep getting to the end. Because of the nature of Clancy's books, I would venture to say that this is the most action-packed book he's made (well, maybe not including Red Storm Rising). I'm rambling here, but if you're giving Clancy a try, read this first.
I have very mixed feelings about The Cobra Event. On the one hand, it's compellingly written and a pretty good mix of thriller, non-fiction, and prophetic semi-warning. On the other hand, it's extremely disturbing. The long and the short of it is that there's a madman who wants to wipe out a good part of humanity using a bio-engineered virus that is pretty darn gruesome. It replicates the effects of Lesch-Nyhan syndrome in the infected people. Some things seem somewhat tacked on, like a good solid token romance, pivotal in all novels for some reason or another, but there's some solid historical research that serves to put the present of the novel in context with our actual past. While the vast majority of the novel isn't too disturbing, once you get past the fact that people eat themselves, there is one section that really kind of sent me over the edge, and that has to do with something (and I don't want to truly spoil it here) involving an autopsy. It still sends chills down my spine just thinking about it. Take a gander if you like a good read and won't suffer from the glavin! reflex.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Problem the first: the roads make no sense. They are one way streets in large part, however that can be overlooked because of the same mulligan that all older cities get: cars weren't around when they were first built. Tokyo, of course, doesn't get that mulligan because it was only burnt to the ground back during World War II and they chose to rebuild the streets and buildings exactly where they were. That is idiocy whether it was MacArthur's fault or random Japanese city planner's fault. Anyway, back to Boston. They have a lot of one-way streets that end for no apparent reason. They're going, nice and normal, and suddenly they hit a building. Then you have the mess of freeway that they routed underground. The path's still above ground, although they have routed a lot of roads over the newly created greenery making it much less annoying than it had the potential to be. In addition, I haven't seen any speed limit signs and the markings on the road appear and disappear at random. I don't know if it's the result of gnomes or just lazy road work, but sometimes you have 5 lanes of traffic in 1 lane of marked traffic.
Add to this that the drivers are crazy and that pedestrians don't have a care in the world and you have a bad driving experience. The pedestrians just meander across traffic as though they're at BYU. They don't pay attention to lights or anything else. Fortunately they don't get hit, but they do serve to make traffic far worse. Give me New York traffic any day. Sure, every cabbie in the city has a death wish, but you know exactly what's needed. If you're a pedestrian, cross wherever you want as long as a car's not coming. The rules are clear, as are the penalties. Cross all you want, but the car will win every time. Forget it and you become a cabbie's hood ornament. Bottom line for Boston so far? It's great, but only rent a car if you're a very patient person (or if you're going to Cape Cod, you can't walk or take the T there).
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
My wife and I were helping my sister-in-law move to Salt Lake this past weekend and her apartment is actually quite nice. I was very impressed by the quality of the interior and by the price she was paying. I wasn't as impressed by the neighbors nor by the neighborhood. It seemed a little rough around the edges, with the possibility of a burglary of domestic dispute happening at any moment, but it'll be good. That's not the reason for this post however. Instead, this is because just a mile from her house we passed the Ho Ho Gourmet on 33rd South. I've never been there, and have no idea if it's any good or not, but I have to say I love the name of it. I wonder what their clientele is like?
I think that the Cheeth has already pilloried me for this particular guilty pleasure, but what can I say, it's right up there with...other things...that aren't coming to mind...right now. Anyway, I am quite a big fan of the J-Pop. I think that you could probably blame my living in Japan during the beginning of the Utada Hikaru (see her music video for Final Distance above) era as part of it. Of course, there's other reasons, from stores playing it to the internet facilitating it through the wonders of getting J-Pop without living in Japan. I know that it's looked down upon by a good part of the population, and I'll give them that. Nevertheless, there's nothing like a little B'z, Glay, Ayumi Hamasaki, or Kuraki Mai to give me a bit of that Japanese music fix.
Kuraki Mai - Never Gonna Give You Up
Ayumi Hamasaki - Endless Sorrow
Glay - Yuuwaku (this particular song from their catalogue is in honor of Ishii kun)
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Here's one that's just the song with pictures in front of it. I would put this ("The Night Chicago Died" by Paper Lace) up against anything else as the worst song ever made. You can rest assured that Satan has this in Hell's Jukebox on permanent rotation.
Sunday, July 08, 2007
Friday, July 06, 2007
One of the worst trends that I can think of in fashion is the pants that women wear that have a word written across the butt. I can only assume that it is fashionable for one of two reasons: advertising or "notice my butt." On the Juicy Couture line, as they write Juicy on the butt, it could be advertising. However, with other sayings like "Pink" or "Notice these Cheeks," it's just annoying. Nevertheless, in the spirit of men and women should be just alike, men need these too. Not across their butts, as that's not really something that people look at. Rather, it should be on the front of swimsuits and/or velour shorts. That way it draws attention to men in just the way they want it and it's annoying and/or humorous at the same time. Give these mockups an idea. Then, if you see the Gap or Eddie Bauer come out with them (I'm thinking that (Project) Red could use them - Sha(red) or Bla(red) could both work well on them), know that Sorro should be getting 15% of all sales on those bad boys.
Monday, July 02, 2007
I wish this was at a 7-11 here. If I was them, I'd be tempted to keep it around permanently, albeit a bit tuned down for a more everyday use. Nevertheless, this has Simpsons products of all kinds including Krusty-Os and Squishees as well as your more mundane Pepsi and Coke. It's all a stunt to promote the Simpsons movie, which should be quite good (it better be!), and a better promo I can't think of.