June 30th, 2005
Neither Weak or Useless
Integrity without knowledge is weak and useless, and knowledge without integrity is dangerous and dreadful.
-Samuel Johnson
-Samuel Johnson
June 30th, 2005
This is your birthday song…
…it isn’t very long…and you can’t hear it because this site isn’t audio capable(yet) and because you don’t have full access to The Internet yet but here it is anyway.
That’s my replacement to the infamous Happy Birthday song.
I’m thinking it’ll make a mint.
Everyone say it with me, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Groonk’s mom!”
The thought still counts…right?
June 28th, 2005
Batman Begins: The Definitive Movie about a Guy who Steals all the Joker's Press
I saw Batman Begins a few Thursday’s ago. That was a damn good film. It kicks all the previous Batman films collective asses. Though I guess that’s not saying much when it comes to Schumacher’s idiotic visions. Funk his noise and his “boiling acid”.
Here are the rest of my two-cents in non-spoiler, random, easy to chew bits.
The Car
I sneak peeked the new batmobile a handful of months before the movie. I wasn’t totally impressed but I wasn’t dead set against it either. The movie shifted me to full-on liking the clunky thing. Maybe it’s because of the movie gave the car roots as a military prototype. Most likely it’s because it reminded me of the batmobile from Frank Miller’s Dark Knight Returns.
The Characters
That was a damn interesting interpretation of the mind and ways of Ra’s Al Ghul. The Scarecrow was definitely one of the better incarnations of a lame character. Detective Gordon was a damn gritty-city cop for once. Lucius Fox finally got some screen time and was well played by Morgan Freeman. I hate to say it but I dug Michael Caine’s Alfred better than Alfred Gough’s.
Thomas Wayne? Nice to meet ya, guy! Maybe now I’ll actually feel bad for Bruce when you and your wife get murdered-up Crime Alley.
The biggest surprise for me was how well Katie Holmes fit into the bat-universe. Christopher Nolan must have danced around that hat 10 extra times a night to make that fly.
The Story
It helps when you actually have one. There’s plot, character growth, and all the usual trappings. It’s like they actually hired a good writer and a good director to make a great production.
Funny how that works.
The Batman
If Christian Bale fell from the sky (or snatched me off the street) in full bat regalia and proceeded to yell point-blank in my face, I have to say that it would give me pause. Ok first, I would wonder why there are no breath mints in his utility belt. Then, there would definitely be pause. I shouldn’t have expected any less from the American Psycho.
You think Real Genius or Danny Ocean could have pulled that noise off?
It was also nice that we get to see The World’s Greatest Detective do some actual detecting. Four whole movies and the most detecting we got was a CD scratch mix live from the bat cave.
Christopher Nolan
I’ve always had faith in Nolan‘s director skills ever since I saw Memento. That man cannot only direct ants to a picnic; he can make the bastards dance.
June 27th, 2005
Groonkly Bits
It’s a two-fer!
Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can’t see where it keeps its brain.
-J.K. Rowling, “Dobby’s Reward,” Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, 1999, spoken by the character Arthur Weasley
-J.K. Rowling, “Dobby’s Reward,” Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, 1999, spoken by the character Arthur Weasley
Politicians should read science fiction, not westerns and detective stories.
–Arthur C. Clarke
–Arthur C. Clarke
June 24th, 2005
Tales from the Futurephone
Futurephone: a mobile phone with photo and/or video capabilities. (term first read on Matt Fraction, Warren Ellis and Kelly Sue‘s blog)
Images located on Groonk’s Blog space.
I’ve been fooling around with my futurephone-to-blog capabilities for some time now. Flickr proved itself worthy of groonkness. Here’s some stuff that’s happened.
Gnome Napped
So last Wednesday I’m called out to 3rd Base to grab a drink with Wes and to hear Mike Roberts sing a song or two. Visions of draft beer dance in my head during my journey.
I buy a rum and coke once there. My college powers must be returning.
Midway into the set a folder full of pictures begin to circulate. The pics finally reach our table and we’re let in on the story.
Earlier that week, a gnome the size of an annoying Chihuahua was stolen. That very night photos of the gnome in unseemly and precarious positions were dropped off via the bar’s backdoor. Lindsay(the owner) was very sad. The ransom said that she would receive instructions on Thursday on how to guarantee his safe return. Our table turned into junior detectives over the theft but Gnome Girl went that extra mile. Quicker than you can say Nancy Drew she was roaming each table in the bar looking for answers. That girl really loved her gnome.
I wonder if she got him back. If not, I’m figuring no gnome is safe.
Damn you Travelocity.
The Thursday before
I was in an evil place. Beer was being bought for me and forced down my gullet. The local color was in rare form. One lady was celebrating her, “20th birthday with 20 years experience.†Her words not mine. She was partying hard. So hard that she introduced her head to the metal pole she was dancing around. That dull, fleshy boing could not be mistaken. It reverberated throughout the bar.
She kept dancing.
I almost wanted to get her number so she could call me the next day and tell me how bad her fool head was hurting that morning. I’m glad I didn’t.
Several pitchers later, David showed his love for beer and after the ugly lights came on some girl flaunted her stripper moves by pulling a dollar bill from another girls pants… with her mouth(that was a hasty futurephone shot).
I’ve no idea what that was about.
June 22nd, 2005
That's it
If I can’t find a way to curtail the amount of spam I get through my comments, I’m gonna delete the bastard outright.
I just found my own url spamming… myself… and that shit just won’t fly.
It’s become a bother to go through and despam something that’s currently a hobby.
spam-hater groonk
June 20th, 2005
If I were a military aircraft…
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F/A-22 Raptor You are an F/A-22. You are technologically inclined, and though you’ve never been tested in combat, your very name is feared. You like noise, but prefer not to pollute any more than you have to. And you can move with the best.
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June 20th, 2005
Happy Birthday Lauren
Our existence deforms the universe. That’s responsibility.
-Delirium,”The Kindly Ones”
Since I used a quote to greet Quinn, it’s only fair I repeat my actions.
Today ‘Lauren Alexis’ was born to the world. She’s healthy and happy(see bawling). Mother Karen rests comfortably while DT beams proud fatherlyness into the world.
Congratulations you crazy kids!
June 20th, 2005
Groonkly Bit
BOSS SHARK
Are you drunk?
Are you drunk?
OZ MO
(menacing whisper)
NOT drunk ENOUGH!
That’s from Adult Swims sneak peek of 12oz. Mouse. It’s got promise. Apparently I’m the only one who thinks so.
To that I say, ‘At least it’s not Tom Goes to the fucking Mayor.’
