Saturday, January 9, 2010

Super-Awsome Find of the Week, installment 2

This week's super-awesome find comes in the form of a play. Specifically, a play inspired by William Shakespeare and the Coen Brothers, aptly called "Two Gentlemen of Lebowski".


The entire script can be found here, but let me present to you a few choice moments:

JOSHUA: This Wednesday thou and I a-courting go!


WALTER: And wherefore 'fair', when ye be nihilists?


WALTER: This be what befalleth, Laurence! This be what befalleth, Laurence!


THE KNAVE: Beshrew me, who is this gentleman, Maude?

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Guess That Gun, Part 2

It seems the first round of Guess That Gun had a fairly good response. As there might be others who join late in the game, I am not going to reveal the answers to round one just yet. But here are the totals for those who have played. (I'm giving half a point to those who said that a movie was from a series, but didn't specify which movie in the series.)

  TheFormer786 - 6
  RedSteve - 5.5
  Rachel - 2.5
  Anonymous (I need to know who you actually are) - 6
  Tiff - 4.5

All in all, not bad guesses from many of you. Please, keep them coming and tell those you know who would want to play. Before round two starts, let me clarify a few things to help those playing. Firstly, all the screenshots are from movies I own. In other words, if the movie is still in theaters, you can toss it out. Second-of-ly, all the screenshots are from movies, so if you guess a video game, you can also toss it out. And thirdly, anyone can play at anytime. That means if you only discover the game on the last day, you can still guess for previous entries. And if you already guessed for a round, but an idea suddenly springs into your head as to one you missed, feel free to enter.

Guess That Gun
Round 2


One (1)

Two (2)

Three (3)

Four (4)

Five (5)

Six (6)

Seven (7)

Eight (8)

Nine (9)

Ten (10)

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Guess That Gun, Part 1

I have long said that if one wishes find out who a person really is, one simply needs to peruse their movie collection. Think about it: people like movies that match their personalities, and I can't think of a better way to "meet the man", as Xiang Yu said—or rather, as Firefly said that Xiang Yu said—than to search through the movies that person views as "good/sentimental/worthy/etc. enough to be owned".

After having that thought, I decided to go on a journey of self-discovery and document my movie collection. As they were already in alphabetical order [insert OCD comment here], it was simply a matter of going across the shelves and writing down each film in the collection. And what did I discover during this sojourn of mine? Many things. I discovered that, due to the nature of how my collection came to be—that is, some coming from my days at Blockbuster, some coming from the wife when we were married, some coming from presents from others—it is one of the more varied and eclectic collections I have come across. I also discovered that, had two of my movies not mysteriously disappeared, I would have exactly one movie for every day of the year—I'm looking at you, whoever has my copy of Three Amigos.


My collection, in 363/365ths its glory.
I also discovered that, of the 363 movies I own, just shy of half of them—172 by my count—have guns in them. Now, lest you fear that this is going to be a pro/anti-gun entry, you can sleep easy knowing that it is neither. While I do have feelings on guns, controlling them, and what they do/can do for society, I also love me some skeet shooting and appreciate what they have done in the past. In short, guns are what they are, and if you are looking for opinions on them, might I recommend searching elsewhere. Besides, as the old saying goes: "Guns don't kill people. Missionaries do."


Elder Killington
No, rather than take up arms on the gun issue (get it?), I propose a game: Guess That Gun. The rules are simple. I will show you a screenshot of a gun—as well as a bit of background, to aid the guessing process—from a movie in my collection, and you guess which movie it is from. If you think you know what movie(s) the gun(s) is(are) from, leave a comment(s) with your answer(s). (I am temporarily moderating comments to discourage any cheating.) As this is a game show, yes, there will be prizes* for those who get the most right—but in order to find out what they are, you have to play. The game will last for the next three or four entries, and each person who enters will have a running total for all the days. So, just because you think you don't know many on one day, doesn't mean you won't get every one the next time.


*This will probably not be one of the prizes.
And now, let me present to you...
Guess That Gun
Round 1


One (1)

Two (2)

Three (3)

Four (4)

Five (5)

Six (6)

Seven (7)

Eight (8)

Nine (9)

Ten (10)

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Super-Awsome Find of the Week, installment 1

As we enter the new year—but not the new decade, as was clearly pointed out by sixteen-year-old-me in the editorial I submitted to the Deseret News back in 1999—NU14 is going to undergo a change or two. For starters, you have my word that unless I am physically unable, there will be a new entry every Tuesday and Thursday. (Granted, this isn't so much a change as it is a confirmation as to the frequency of entries.)


Pictured: sixteen-year-old-me
Additionally, over each weekend, there will be a new segment: Super-Awesome Find of the Week, which is pretty much exactly what it sounds like. I will try and keep them as fresh and as unheardof as possible, with the goal being to introduce readers to some of teh internetz' ever-expanding awesomeness. Though this is a bit of an oldie-but-goldie, allow me to present to you the first entry:


Samuel "Great and Terrib"L. Jackson

Thursday, December 31, 2009

My Amazing Wife, part 2

I am sure that, after reading my previous entry, many of you are thinking the following: "Wowzers! Your wife is fantastic! I wish I had one just like her!" Well, my dear friends, I sadly must inform you that she is one-of-a-kind, not to be found elsewhere. Notice how I refrained from saying "one-in-a-million". The reason for this being that according to the US Census Bureau's World Population Clock, at the time of this writing there are just shy of 6.8 billion people on the planet. If I said my wife was one-in-a-million, that would mean there are 6,792 other people on the planet just like her. As this is not the case, I will stick to my original statement, but shall add a modifier: my wife is one-of-a-kind, or in other words, one-in-six-billion-seven-hundred-ninty-three-million-five-hundred-thirty-seven-thousand-two-hundred-ninety-eight.


Pictured: her
Arrested Development Button
As was mentioned earlier, my love for Arrested Development knows know bounds. Never has a show been so cleverly witty, hilariously slapstick, and amazingly amazing. It certainly changed the way I watch/judge TV shows, and to this day I still get jokes for the first time whenever I rewatch it. (I mean, the bar where Jewish lawyers go to on Friday nights is called Miss Temple's. Come on!) In one particular episode, Buster wears a pin with the following saying: "The only scary thing about a one-armed man trying to scare someone is the fact that he feels that his one arm is good for nothing but trying to scare someone." When I watched the episode with my wife, I noted that if I had my choice, the button would be probably the one piece of Arrested Development memorabilia I would ever want. In the words of GOB: "Ta-da!"


"And that's why you don't use a one-armed person to scare someone."
All Your Base Shirt
If you played video games in the late 80s, you might have come across a game called Zero Wing. In the opening cinematic, a very, very poorly-translated conversation ensues between the heroes and the villain. When the villain tries to explain that they have taken over all the military bases, he does so with the following phrase: "All your base are belong to us." Since that time, the "all your base" joke has become somewhat of a joke/meme in nerd circles and has gained worldwide notoriety. How much notoriety, you ask? Well, if you go to Google and type in "all y", the phrase shows up second in search popularity, just below "all you need is love". That being said, though I am sure my wife had no idea what the phrase meant when I first uttered it, she was only a few clicks away from finding a most excellent shirt.


Somebody set up us the bomb.
Jolly Roger Flag
While I am not into pirates as much as some people are (read: the whole pirates vs. ninjas debate), I have always enjoyed romanticizing a time that, in all actuality, was anything less than glamorous. When my wife visited an awesome store in Gardner Village called Anastasia's Attic, she brought back with her a super awesome jolly roger. And while the rest of the items on this list were presents that had an occasion (Christmas, birthday, etc.), this one was "just because". Although, in actuality, I think it was because she bought herself tons of stuff that night and wanted to lessen the blow by distracting me. Either way, it is a rad flag.


Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate flag for me
Steampunk Bag
  Reader: Steampunk? What's that?
  Me: It is a genre of fiction taking place in kind of an alternate history, where Victorian-era lifestyles also included futuristic technology.
  Reader: Sounds deliciously nerdy.
  Me: It is.
  Reader: I'm glad that I, being the non-nerdy type, have steered clear of such a strange movement.
  Me: Ah, I am not sure you have. Have you ever watched Wild Wild West, The Adventures of Brisco County Jr., or The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen?
  Reader: No. Those are all geeky things.
  Me: Fair enough. Have you ever read anything by Jules Verne or H.G. Wells?
  Reader: Sure. I love Around the World in Eighty Days.
  Me: Well then, my friend, you love steampunk.
  Reader: Oh... drat...
This most recent gift-from-my-wife is also hands-down the best. Not to be outdone by her previous gifts, she had this bag specially made by an artist in Seattle. That means that the bag, like its giver, is one-of-a-kind.


Professor Pfefferneussen's Contraptions and Haberdashery
So when it comes down to it, I think my wife is amazing. Would I love her just as much if she never got me an awesome present again? Absolutely. Do I think that she will constantly embrace my inner-nerd and get me awesome stuff? Definitely. Are all of you super-jealous? Extremely.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

My Amazing Wife, part 1

My whole life, I have been taught that buying people things is not a good way of showing them you love them. This makes sense for many reasons, as it can cause a myriad of problems in the mind of the givee:
  1) If the gifts stop or drop in quality, that means your love does is well.
  2) If you give someone else a better gift, it means you love them more.
  3) If the gift breaks, then your love is equally as fleeting.
This was told to me time and time again throughout my youth, including the Full House episode where Uncle Jesse buys DJ a drum set to apologize—presumably because sexiest men alive lack qualities in the "caring for children" department.


Pictured: the sexiest man alive
I bring this up because for the next two blog posts, I am going to share with you one particular aspect in which my wife rocks: the presents she gets me. Now, do not get me wrong: there are many ways in which she shows her love for me, and there are many ways in which I think she is amazing. However, many of those would probably rank too high on the Lovey-Dovey Scale—a scaled algorithm discovered in 1921 by Doctors Aloysius Lovey and Leopold Dovey—and would not make for good reading. And so, without further ado, allow me to present the following gifts. (Get it? Present... gifts... ah, never mind.)


Dr. Lovey and Dr. Dovey would rank this a 9.34 on the L-D Scale.
The Fifth Element: Ultimate Edition
A few years back, my girlfriend (as she was, at the time) and I were at a friend's house. As we were looking through his DVD collection—I find that you can tell the most about a person from his/her movies—I saw The Fifth Element: Ultimate Edition. Now, those who know me know I have a deep-rooted affinity for The Fifth Element; one might even say my love for it is super green. Seeing the two-disc special edition before me mustered up all sorts of feelings inside of me, and I turned to the not-quite-yet-Mrs. and told her that if she loved me, she could get me it as a present. Granted, I could not have been more overt had I had taken a cue from Monty Python and said, "Wink wink, nudge nudge, say no more"; but sure enough, a few days later, she came to my house bearing a DVD-sized gift in her hands.


We were engaged just a few weeks later.
Volt for Steve Holt shirt
It took probably an hour from meeting the wife before she realized that I was and to this day am slightly obsessed with Arrested Development. And by "slightly obsessed", I mean that if I go 24 hours without referencing/quoting from the show, it is a bad day. (If you do not know what Arrested Development is, stop reading immediately and go to Hulu.com, as it will change your life.) Imagine my surprise, then, when I opened up a birthday present from the Mrs. and found a shirt featuring one of the show's most memorable puns: Volt for Holt.


Four more years! Four more years!
DuckTales Quilt
Anyone who denies that DuckTales is not only one of the most amazing cartoons ever made, but also saved/molded cartoons as we know them today is either uninformed, a hermit, or a communist. Aside from being one of the only outlets of fiction that takes place in a made up state (Calisota, but that is for another entry), DuckTales pretty much served as manna from heaven for me while I was growing up. Knowing my love for all things DuckTalean, my wife got a crew of quilters together and handmade me a DuckTales quilt, complete with fabric that has been out of production for the better part of two decades.


D-d-d-danger walks behind you...
Soylent Green shirt
**SPOILER ALERT** Soylent Green is people. To be a bit more specific, Green, the latest addition to the Soylent Corporation's food ration line—which includes other such favorites as Yellow and Red—is composed primarily of the euthanized elderly members of an overcrowded, underfed society. If none of this makes any sense to you, you just must not be a big enough nerd... or you have not seen the movie. My wife falls in both of these categories, but that did not stop her from finding me an amazing, spoiler-filled shirt.


Remember: Tuesday is Soylent Green day.
Coming up next time: the presents get even cooler...

Thursday, December 24, 2009

It's Christmas Eve (and these shoes are just her size)

With Christmas virtually upon us, no doubt many of you—myself especially—have been flooded with Christmas music at all turns. As the number of days before Christmas have become shorter, an inverse proportion of Christmas songs has risen both in number and ubiquitousness, starting as simple musak instrumentals playing over the PA in the mall and culminating in the 100 Hours of Christmas on 100.3 FM, "Utah's Official Christmas Radio Station"—a claim that is as perplexing as it is unfounded, as I doubt FM100 has endorsement from either the state of Utah or the holiday of Christmas. How one even gets an endorsement from a holiday is beyond me.

Utah's Official Arbor Day Stud
During the barrage of Christmas music, we are occasionally exposed to a legitimately good tune. The Ukranian Bell Carol is probably the coolest thing to come out of eastern Europe, and Handel's Messiah is phenomenal—especially when given the fact that it was written in 24 days. Sadly, for every good Christmas song out there, there are a bevy of horrible ones. And while discussing songs such as Have a Funky, Funky Christmas by New Kids on the Block would be fun, the real problem is not songs like it; for they come and are forgotten quickly. Nay, dear readers, the problem lies in the songs that are absolutely wretched, but are still played every year.

Pictured: the best version of Carol of the Bells
Wonderful Christmastime
Paul McCartney, 1979
While it is a well-known fact that the Beatles are dying in reverse-coolness order—and, as such, Paul McCartney will live forever, as he never had even an ounce of cool—there are some things that Sir Paul has done that are beyond reproach. While the project known as Wings was quite possibly one of the worst "bands" ever, McCartney performed the ultimate sin against mankind when he released Wonderful Christmastime. I understand that synthesizers were getting big in the late 70s, but Wonderful Christmastime has more synth than the Main Street Electrical Parade.

Paul, Paul, Paul... even The Simpsons couldn't make you cool.
Last Christmas
Wham!, 1984
Wham!, the band made of George Michael and the other guy, have a very interesting song repertoire. They have released some really good music (Careless Whisper comes to mind), and they have released some really bad music (Bad Boys, I am looking in your direction). But they took the plunge in 1984 with Last Christmas, a song that is not only one of the most annoying songs of all time—a statement proven by the fact that anyone, anywhere can hum the melody, even if they hate it—but being a completely vindictive and harsh song with the theme of "You are a cheating ho and I am the one who is too good for you!", it completely detracts from the Christmas spirit.

"Maybe it was the other George Michael. You know, the singer/songwriter."
Do They Know It's Christmas?
Band Aid, 1984
Imagine you gathered all of Britain's greatest musicians of the 70s and 80s into one room. Who would you have? Amongst the ranks you would find Freddie Mercury, Phil Collins, Sting, and Jareth the Goblin King himself—David Bowie. If you had all these greats gathered together, what would you do with your never-before-been-topped concentration of talent? Well, if you were the creators of Band Aid, you would write one of the most horrible—and horribly depressing—songs ever and have them sing it. Yes, Band Aid was created to help raise money for a famine in Ethiopia, and yes, famines in Ethiopia are by definition not very funny; but that is no excuse for the travesty of a song that not only uses such great holiday words as "dread", "fear", "bitter", and "doom", but that also suggests that while eliminating the problem would be good, it is equally good to "thank God it's them instead of you". While I think I understand what is trying to be said, something tells me Jesus does not want the celebration of his birth spent by a bunch of privileged white people thanking him that there are the less-fortunate in the world... so that they do not have to be the less-fortunate.

"So two Ethiopian famines walk into a bar..."
The Christmas Shoes
NewSong, 1999
The Christmas Shoes is the worst of the worst. It is specifically written to be as emotionally exploiting as possible, complete with the little-kid-choir singing the refrain at the end. And, believe it or not, the worst part of the song is not when the poor child reaches into his pocket and finds that his meager savings are not enough to buy his sick mother some shoes—or, you know, medicine, which probably would have been a better purchase. No, the worst part comes near the end:
  "I knew I'd caught a glimpse of heaven’s love/
  As he thanked me and ran out/
  I knew that God had sent that little boy/
  To remind me just what Christmas is all about."
That is right: the narrator of the song is actually so full of himself, he assumes he is so special that God would set a huge chain of events in motion to teach him the small and easily-teachable-in-other-ways lesson of the true meaning of Christmas... a chain of events which, if you did not catch it, ends with the little kid's mother more-than-likely dying.

The Christmas Shoes, a bad movie based on an even worse book based on the absolutely worst song in existence
There are also a few honorable mentions the deserve a bit of attention:

Baby It's Cold Outside
Frank Loesser, 1944
Do me a favor and read the lyrics of this song really quick. Notice anything amiss? Perhaps the fact that the entire song is about a guy trying to get a girl drunk, despite her pleas to go back to her parents? And to think: it won an Academy Award... the first song about statutory to do so, to my knowledge.

Here Come Santa Claus
Gene Autry, 1947
The song ends with the following lyrics:
  "Peace on earth will come to all/
  If we just follow the light/
  So let’s give thanks to the Lord above/
  That Santa Claus comes tonight."
Not to presume what the Savior’s likes and dislikes are, but I am fairly certain he would not appreciate it if people thanked him for the existence of a fictional character whose presence has led to people forgetting why they celebrate Christmas in the first place. And on a similar topic, it is probably not a good idea to blur the line between Santa and Jesus, unless you want your child's faith utterly destroyed when they find out the truth about the former.

Please Daddy (Don't Get Drunk This Christmas)
John Denver
Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas. Oh my goodness.

You know you are in a bad way when "Please Santa, don't get drunk this Christmas" is the better alternative.
That being said, Merry Christmas to everyone!