http://lro.jhuapl.edu/NameToMoon/index.php
Pretty cool!!!!!
Monday, July 07, 2008
The one with the mystery sound scene from last night
So there ya go. Last nights mystery sound scene, that was 100% correctly identified by only one!
Also, this is post 800.
Sunday, July 06, 2008
Friday, July 04, 2008
The one with looks and personality
This date last year, we were at a Yankees game in Yankee stadium. Below is a shot I took at the game. This time next year, I'll be a few weeks away from being dragg....walked up the aisle. Currently, I'm sitting in the kitchen. Happy 4th of July to all the Americans. Anyway, enough of the whatever the above is.
Looks or Personality.....Well, let Google Image search help decide this little ol deeeebate.
I know who I'd be sending a birthday card too. But I wouldnt be sending one with a long, heartfelt message in it. Maybe a voucher for plastic surgery. Or a map to a desert island. I'd just send the other my number.
To be realistic about the whole thing, the majority of people first see the physical side of someone and then get to know the actual insides of the person. In more ways than one. Extremely good looking people hang out in packs and never venture too far away from one another. The average looking Joe soap also hangs out, but its in a herd as opposed to a pack. A mixture of the 2 species seems to be extremely rare, although stunning good looking women have been spotted around Cork, hanging onto ugly, rough looking men. I'm not sure whether its the attraction of "He's a dealer girl" or the "He'll knock you around the place luv" or what. But a mix of the 2 species has been found in Cork.
Personally, I find a certain amount of the beautiful people with their heads so far up their asses, its like the prison scene in Hancock. There as shallow as the Serengeti during the dry season. And when it comes to some luvin, forget about it. Ive found in the past and from various conversations over the years that the better looking the person, the worse they are in the sack. Its like your privileged to climb on top of them. "Hey, your fucking a good looking person. You want this. You do the work. Now hand me a mirror so I can look at myself"
In an ideal world, you should have both. Looks and Personality. But it never seems to work out like that. Someone, in my book, has to be able to hold an intelligent conversation. It doesn't have to about Nuclear Physics or the plight of the spear fishing monkeys in Borneo. But it has to be more than the "Ohhh my gooodddddd" "Hahahahahaha" shit that people can regurgitate. While, as Dave Mac said in the recorded piece last night, you'll give some good looking individual, who is a fool, a few goes. Theres not many people out there who would refuse a go on a stunning person. But when they barley flinch during the act(s) and can barley have a conversation, people go off and find someone, who can actually walk the walk and talk the talk!
All that said, the doorbell rang a minute ago. Someone flogging paintings. Someone from New York, flogging paintings. Normally, being the nice person I am, they get the door slammed in their face at hello. Kinda, the opposite of the "You had me at hello" in Jerry Maguire. But I listened to the spiel and even smiled a few times. Why? Because the person standing in the pissing rain, holding some dodgy art was absolutely stunning. Shit personality, probably.
I'm in Club Light (Mallow) Saturday night, which is now open until 2.30. So an extra half hour to shake your ass to some serious choonage!!!
Looks or Personality.....Well, let Google Image search help decide this little ol deeeebate.
To be realistic about the whole thing, the majority of people first see the physical side of someone and then get to know the actual insides of the person. In more ways than one. Extremely good looking people hang out in packs and never venture too far away from one another. The average looking Joe soap also hangs out, but its in a herd as opposed to a pack. A mixture of the 2 species seems to be extremely rare, although stunning good looking women have been spotted around Cork, hanging onto ugly, rough looking men. I'm not sure whether its the attraction of "He's a dealer girl" or the "He'll knock you around the place luv" or what. But a mix of the 2 species has been found in Cork.
Personally, I find a certain amount of the beautiful people with their heads so far up their asses, its like the prison scene in Hancock. There as shallow as the Serengeti during the dry season. And when it comes to some luvin, forget about it. Ive found in the past and from various conversations over the years that the better looking the person, the worse they are in the sack. Its like your privileged to climb on top of them. "Hey, your fucking a good looking person. You want this. You do the work. Now hand me a mirror so I can look at myself"
In an ideal world, you should have both. Looks and Personality. But it never seems to work out like that. Someone, in my book, has to be able to hold an intelligent conversation. It doesn't have to about Nuclear Physics or the plight of the spear fishing monkeys in Borneo. But it has to be more than the "Ohhh my gooodddddd" "Hahahahahaha" shit that people can regurgitate. While, as Dave Mac said in the recorded piece last night, you'll give some good looking individual, who is a fool, a few goes. Theres not many people out there who would refuse a go on a stunning person. But when they barley flinch during the act(s) and can barley have a conversation, people go off and find someone, who can actually walk the walk and talk the talk!
All that said, the doorbell rang a minute ago. Someone flogging paintings. Someone from New York, flogging paintings. Normally, being the nice person I am, they get the door slammed in their face at hello. Kinda, the opposite of the "You had me at hello" in Jerry Maguire. But I listened to the spiel and even smiled a few times. Why? Because the person standing in the pissing rain, holding some dodgy art was absolutely stunning. Shit personality, probably.
I'm in Club Light (Mallow) Saturday night, which is now open until 2.30. So an extra half hour to shake your ass to some serious choonage!!!
Thursday, July 03, 2008
The one with a whole load of Dark Knight clips
Im still undecided whether the huge amount of clips that are coming online for the Dark Knight are a good idea. Either way, Im after taking off my pants for these! If I were wearing knickers, they'd be pulled to one side!
The one with cinema etiquette
I went to see Hancock yesterday. I left Hancock feeling a bit disappointed. I also left Hancock barely with my life intact. Well.....
Does anybody know how to remotely conduct themselves in a, what some would call, intimate public place. The majority of younger audience members either stunk of farts or piss with a high selection of the adult audience trying to conduct huge conversations on the phone. The ones who weren't busy telling someone in their phonebook, that they were in the cinema, were busy sneezing with all their might. At one point I thought something had happened in the cinema as there seemed to be a large mist forming. But it only turned out to be a spray of snot and mucus.
"Yeah, I'm in the cinema" " No, the cinema" "The new Will Smith flick" "I think its called Hancock" "Yeah" "Hmmmm" "Yeah" "Yeah, that's the one, where he tosses the whale" "Yeah". Shut the fuck up! Turn off your phone. You don't need to have a conversation on the phone during the movie. If its really important, they'll call back. Its 90 minutes of your life. None of us are that important. And speaking of important, if they cant get hold of you, they'll fuckin text you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Maybe some of these savages are proud of the fact that they can sneeze and have to show the rest of us how its done. God help the poor girl that ends up snogging one of these piss reeking young fellas. Now I'm not getting on my high horse or anything, I sneeze and fart like the rest of you. But at least I'll try and keep my nostril projectiles until theres not a full audience of people around. And if I do sneeze around a group of lookers on, I'll put my hand over my fuckin mouth. Its not that hard! I'm sure these neanderthals use their hands for other things, such as pulling bananas down off trees and killing fish with spears.
I know its not everybody, but a good few people, would really want to wake up and take a shower. And put your hand over your mouth when you sneeze. You know, your hand. You spend enough time grooming your mates looking for bugs!
Does anybody know how to remotely conduct themselves in a, what some would call, intimate public place. The majority of younger audience members either stunk of farts or piss with a high selection of the adult audience trying to conduct huge conversations on the phone. The ones who weren't busy telling someone in their phonebook, that they were in the cinema, were busy sneezing with all their might. At one point I thought something had happened in the cinema as there seemed to be a large mist forming. But it only turned out to be a spray of snot and mucus.
"Yeah, I'm in the cinema" " No, the cinema" "The new Will Smith flick" "I think its called Hancock" "Yeah" "Hmmmm" "Yeah" "Yeah, that's the one, where he tosses the whale" "Yeah". Shut the fuck up! Turn off your phone. You don't need to have a conversation on the phone during the movie. If its really important, they'll call back. Its 90 minutes of your life. None of us are that important. And speaking of important, if they cant get hold of you, they'll fuckin text you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Maybe some of these savages are proud of the fact that they can sneeze and have to show the rest of us how its done. God help the poor girl that ends up snogging one of these piss reeking young fellas. Now I'm not getting on my high horse or anything, I sneeze and fart like the rest of you. But at least I'll try and keep my nostril projectiles until theres not a full audience of people around. And if I do sneeze around a group of lookers on, I'll put my hand over my fuckin mouth. Its not that hard! I'm sure these neanderthals use their hands for other things, such as pulling bananas down off trees and killing fish with spears.
I know its not everybody, but a good few people, would really want to wake up and take a shower. And put your hand over your mouth when you sneeze. You know, your hand. You spend enough time grooming your mates looking for bugs!
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
The one with Hancock
Will Smith's latest movie opens today and I expected Hancock to be the sleeper hit of the summer. Something, nobody really saw coming. It slipped under the radar. For those of you who have drooled at the trailers, all which included many of the major scenes from the opening half of the movie, train stopping, whale tossing and so on. No doubt; you, like me, were thinking about removing your pants on the basis of the trailers alone. The trailers set the movie up and I wondered what amazing scenes were left out of the trailers. Not too many to be honest.
Hancock, is basically an alcoholic superhero and resides in LA. He causes bank loads of damage to the city and decides (on the advice of his new found PR person) to go to jail as there are 6 million subpoenas for him. His time in the slammer equates into plenty of bad guys running riot and low and behold the chief of police needs Hancocks assistance. Enter the new and improved Hancock. Enter the tightly fitting leather, superhero outfit. Enter the second half of the film.
After a more or less flawless first half, Hancock takes a turn for the worse. The story veers off in a bizarre turn of events, even though part of these events are predictable. There is no end of the world scenario for Hancock to get his mits on, so they drag the whole thing out, which inevitably involves Charlize Theron. Nothing wrong with that, but the majority of the second half of the movie. Come fuckin on!!!! You get to hear some of the back story about where Hancock comes from and....well, you'll see. I don't want to give away any spoilers. Other than the second half being a bit "What were they on?" the effects look good and big Will delivers great line after great line. There is hilarious laugh out loud and cough up your lungs scenes. The kid hurling, the opening car chase and of course the prison scene. Theres even a "Fuck word" in there. Which for a 12's movie, is great...for the adults watching it. And, of course, its set up for a sequel.
I think if Hancock, was at least a 15's movie with less of the second half and more of the heads up asses, we could have had a movie which the trailers led us to believe. I thought the movie was restraining itself at times, both in content and swearing. No doubt, its the studio shouting to capitalise on the young teen audience. Here's hoping there is a directors cut or an unrated cut that will arrive on Blu-Ray and DVD.
Great first half, let down by a WTF second half. In some of the trailers, there is a great scene where Hancock wakes up and attempts to grab some woman's ass as she walks by. He's too slow and misses the opportunity. Just like the movie, a missed opportunity. It could have been amazing. Either way - 7/10
Hancock, is basically an alcoholic superhero and resides in LA. He causes bank loads of damage to the city and decides (on the advice of his new found PR person) to go to jail as there are 6 million subpoenas for him. His time in the slammer equates into plenty of bad guys running riot and low and behold the chief of police needs Hancocks assistance. Enter the new and improved Hancock. Enter the tightly fitting leather, superhero outfit. Enter the second half of the film.
After a more or less flawless first half, Hancock takes a turn for the worse. The story veers off in a bizarre turn of events, even though part of these events are predictable. There is no end of the world scenario for Hancock to get his mits on, so they drag the whole thing out, which inevitably involves Charlize Theron. Nothing wrong with that, but the majority of the second half of the movie. Come fuckin on!!!! You get to hear some of the back story about where Hancock comes from and....well, you'll see. I don't want to give away any spoilers. Other than the second half being a bit "What were they on?" the effects look good and big Will delivers great line after great line. There is hilarious laugh out loud and cough up your lungs scenes. The kid hurling, the opening car chase and of course the prison scene. Theres even a "Fuck word" in there. Which for a 12's movie, is great...for the adults watching it. And, of course, its set up for a sequel.
I think if Hancock, was at least a 15's movie with less of the second half and more of the heads up asses, we could have had a movie which the trailers led us to believe. I thought the movie was restraining itself at times, both in content and swearing. No doubt, its the studio shouting to capitalise on the young teen audience. Here's hoping there is a directors cut or an unrated cut that will arrive on Blu-Ray and DVD.
Great first half, let down by a WTF second half. In some of the trailers, there is a great scene where Hancock wakes up and attempts to grab some woman's ass as she walks by. He's too slow and misses the opportunity. Just like the movie, a missed opportunity. It could have been amazing. Either way - 7/10
The one with a forthcoming lowdown
Time permitting, I'll be giving my take on Hancock on here after 5pm. Might be earlier, might be later, but keep checking!
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
The one with sickness...(again)
For the last week, Ive been moaning about a constant dose of headaches, then over the weekend I started feeling queesy. Looking pale and queesy I railroaded through the show on Sunday night and more or less the minute I got home, it was pukeamania. It only stopped late last night and I feel like I've gone through a few rounds with Ricky Hatton, Mike Tyson and a mad, escaped donkey. I've never had any form of vomiting bug before, well not like the constant stream of a puke fest I experienced yesterday.
Either way, I'l be back on air tonight. As of now, Im around 16 hours puke free.
Either way, I'l be back on air tonight. As of now, Im around 16 hours puke free.
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