Office chatter

Tonight's episode of "The Office": "Chair Model"

Michael begins a fascination with a woman modeling a chair in an office supply catalog while Kevin and Andy are determined to win back stolen parking spaces.

Discuss.

Crush of the Week: Natalie from "Big Brother 9"

This week's Crush is reality show contestant/bikini barista Natalie from "Big Brother 9." Okay, admittedly, I'm phoning my selection in this week, but I know that at least a couple of MW readers will get a kick out of this.



For some reason, the local CBS affiliate abrubtly cut to a Hummer dealership commercial right after her eviction last night, which was pretty funny considering her nocturnal shenanigans.

Why do I know this crap? Thanks a lot, spydrz.

All these years I've been overpaying for sex.

That's it. I'm moving to Montana. Bargains galore!

"Honest to blog."

That line almost makes me not want to see Juno.

Disturbing celebrity trend of the week

Pictures of a glasses-free Tina Fey. I got this week's issue of Entertainment Weekly in the mail this weekend and the cover, as well as the story's pictures feature Fey without her specs. And she ditched her glasses for the duration of last week's "30 Rock." Sure, she's a lovely woman without her signature accessory, but why can't Fey continue to cater to my fetish? C'MON!

Or I just could've said, "I walked on the moon."

I had been dreading this past weekend's 10 year college reunion for some time, mainly because I didn't want to have to repeatedly answer "What are you doing now?" questions. Well, with a little help from some friends in town for the festivities, I brainstormed a good backstory that would be interesting enough to be somewhat impressive (or, at least, not as depressing as my current state of wasted potential), yet not so out there as to be unbelievable. Mostly. There are a few nuggets of truth underneath the piles of exaggeration and outright lies.

My tight-knit circle of good friends at school was pretty insular and there were only a handful of folks outside of that group that I hung out or associated with much. But those people didn't show up at the reunion and I pretty much hung back at the weekend's events. So I never got to try out my lie. Here is what we came up with:

"So, what do you do?"

"I did the political thing in DC until I got burned out and went to law school. But I didn't really have the zeal that my classmates had, so I didn't really choose to go into the legal field after graduation. Nowadays I spend my time doing some freelance writing. Nothing huge - mostly pop culture stuff for web sites like PopMatters, Relevant, and the late Stylus, among other smaller sites and entertainment blogs. Music, TV, and movie reviews and stuff like that. I've done a few magazine pieces here and there. It's not much, but it pays the bills."

"Are you married?"

"Well, I was. My wife passed away. She got an IUD and died in a car crash. In Iraq. During childbirth. I'm a stay at home dad now."

Okay, that last part is ridiculous and I wouldn't have said that. When throwing out ideas, Shamrock misspoke about my "wife's" cause of death and meant to say IED, but this was funnier. If things don't pan out in the next few years, I'll at least have something to use at the 15 year reunion.

Also, note to the Reunion Committee: in the future, please provide "divorced/frustradedly still single" designations on people's nametags. It'd make my job that more efficient.

Earl Weaver in "The Best Baseball Interview Ever"

The audio of this interview with the legendary Orioles manager is hilarious enough on its own; the animation just puts a cherry (tomato) on top. My favorite part is the parade of meat behind Earl towards the end.

Due to colorful language, this video is very NSFW. Just so's you know.

This video is kind of old and has no doubt made the rounds several times, but it's new to me.

Reunion, Shmeunion

I swear, just thinking about the barrage of people asking me "so, what are you doing now?" this weekend has me curled up in the fetal position in the corner of my cube.

30 Rock tumbler

Tonight's episode of "30 Rock": "MILF Island"

Jack, riding high on the success of a new reality show, "MILF Island," is blindsided by a newspaper item revealing disparaging comments one of his employees made.

Discuss.

Office chatter

Tonight's episode of "The Office": "Dinner Party"

Pam and Jim find they have run out of excuses and are forced to go to Jan and Michael's house for dinner. When Andy and Angela are also invited to dinner, Dwight's jealousy gets the best of him.

Discuss.

Crush of the Week: Alicia Witt

This week's Crush is actress Alicia Witt. I was flipping channels the other day and saw that she is now a part of the cast of "Law & Order: Criminal Intent."



And, according to her Wikipedia entry, when she was five she recited Romeo & Juliet on "That's Incredible!" How cool is that?

Nasty.

This past weekend I tried International Delight Cinnamon Caramel Custard coffee creamer and it's disgusting. Thinking my initial experience may have been a fluke, I gave it another shot. Ugh. Gross. No wonder Food Lion had it marked down to $1.

In other coffee news, this morning a co-worker gave me a couple of vouchers for Starbucks' new Pike Place coffee. The free cups are valid only on Wednesdays, which puts me in a pickle. Usually, coffee is my "weekend treat", but I'm not adverse to drinking it during the week. But there aren't any convenient Starbucks to stop at on the way to work and I'm not going to go out on my lunch break because caffeine really affects me and I try to limit my consumption of it after noon. I guess my best option is to have an after-work cup of decaf, if they offer it.

Micah World Top 25

Here they are, the top 25 songs burning up my iPod (as of 4.08.08):

1. "Serve Me My Food" - Steve Poltz
2. "This Is For Real" - Motion City Soundtrack
3. "Rains" - Steve Poltz
4. "Street Fighters Face" - Steve Poltz
5. Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa" - Vampire Weekend
6. "The Temptation of Adam" - Josh Ritter
7. "Open Doors" - Josh Ritter
8. "California Girls" - The Magnetic Fields
9. "What Would Ghandi Do?" - Steve Poltz
10. "Haters' Union" - Steve Poltz
11. "Brief History Of My Life" - Steve Poltz
12. "Oxford Comma" - Vampire Weekend
13. "A-Punk" - Vampire Weekend
14. "Head Over Feet" - Alanis Morissette
15. "Starman" - Dewey Cox
16. "Falling Slowly" - Glen Hansard & Market Irglova
17. "One On One" - Hall & Oates
18. "My Guitar" - Jump, Little Children
19. "Dead End Street" - The Kinks
20. "Why Don't You Get A Job" - The Offspring
21. "Money Back Guarantee" - Pigeon John
22. "Man-Sized Wreath" - R.E.M.
23. "Me In Honey" - R.E.M.
24. "Sentimental Heart" - She & Him
25. "Why Do You Let Me Stay Here?" - She & Him

Lots of changes since the last chart, as this is the first one since I got a new iPod in January and the playcounts were reset. Yes, I like that new Steve Poltz album.

How's that for a slice of fried gold?

Simon Pegg and Edgar Wright confirmed that they'll be making a third movie together, which will be titled The World's End. No plot details were divulged except that the flavor of Cornetto in the new film will be mint chocolate chip.

In the meantime, those "Spaced" DVDs can't hit Stateside fast enough (but we'll have to wait until July).

Requiem for an advocate against damn dirty apes

R.I.P. Charlton Heston, 1924-2008.



Somehow, it's fitting that you're chilling with Moses, Jesus, et al. right now. I'm sure Michael Moore is tap dancing on your grave as I type.

Kudos to me for avoiding an obvious "cold, dead hands" joke.

Office chatter

It's confirmed: come February 2009, NBC will air a spin-off of "The Office." I'm torn about this news. Even though some people hated the hour-long episodes, I was always of the mindset that there was no such thing as too much "Office." But I fear that they may be spreading themselves a bit too thin with two shows.

I'm curious as to who (and where) this spin-off will revolve around. I'd hate to see the Scranton branch split up for the sake of having two shows. But if the new show centers around Karen in the Utica branch or Ryan at corporate headquarters, then that may work. We'll just have to wait and see.

Also of note in NBC's announcement is that "Scrubs" is not on the '08-'09 schedule, so I assume that the rumors of the show's move to ABC are true. Hooray!

Go, Bucks! (again)

Go, Bucks!

Here's hoping the Buckeyes can advance to the finals of the Not Invited Tournament tonight.

As for the big tournament...four #1 seeds left? Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Of course, I'll still watch, but give me a Cinderella; someone to root for. Guess I'll just have to focus my energies on hating UNC.

I thought this plague was over

As I was getting ready for work yesterday morning, some frightening news broke: Kathie Lee Gifford is joining "Today." NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! I wish this was an April Fool's Day joke, but it is not.

Finally, daily status reports about Cody will resume.

Beach thoughts

Well, another spring break at the Outer Banks has come and gone and I've traded cold, sunny Frisco for cold, rainy Richmond.

A few thoughts, observations, and experiences from the past week:

-My winterbeard is offically gone. Like usual, it was Fun With Facial Hair Week. I think my favorite temporary face covering were my kick-ass muttonchops:



My second favorite? "The Jemaine" sideburns that I was sporting (named after my favorite member of the Flight of the Conchords).

-I had absolutely no Sprint cell phone service down there and I didn't really mind one bit.

-Book count: 2 finished and 1 started

-Stuff I spent money on (excluding meals and beer):





A beer glass that reinforces my view of Cape Hatteras as the "Vegas of the Outer Banks", an Outer Banks Preservation Association t-shirt (because I'm down with the cause), a pound of chocolate-peanut butter swirl fudge, and a box of saltwater taffy. The first day there I found a great pair of cheap sunglasses, but they had been sold when I went to buy them a few days later.

-I still hate "New Country."

-If I were to open up a much-needed strip club in that area, I'd name it "Those Aren't Buoys", which would feature a "Motorboatin' Lounge." (I'm also reserving the name for my future beach house).

-Easter lasted all week. Unfortunately, none of the kids had a meltdown during the egg hunt.

-Capt. Morgan Tattoo is still on the market!

-All of the food was great, but my brother wins for cooking the best dinner. It was some Frenchy, er, "freedomy" chicken dish.

-I came very close to buying a pair of Crocs, as a store there had a "40% off" sale. Turns out that the discount only applied to their supply of Crocs in very gaudy colors, whereas I wanted a more formal black or navy blue. No dice.

-If a toddler is secured in a playpen, you can simply remove the barrier at the top of the stairs. There is no need to try to step over it while carrying 3 bottles of Red Stripe because you will most likely lose your balance, trip, and break one of the bottles of beer. Glass will fly all over the carpet, bruises will appear, and you'll look like an idiot in front of your family. Trust me on this one.

That's about it.

Crush of the Week: Kym Johnson

This week's Crush is Aussie dance partner of the stars Kym Johnson.



I tuned into "Dancing with the Stars" last week to see Penn Jillette's moves (turns out, he lumbered around the dancefloor exactly how you'd expect) and was immediately smitten with his instructor/partner. Actually, all of the female professional dancers are really attractive. They almost make me want to watch this show every week. Almost.

Requiem for the Father of the Egg McMuffin

R.I.P. Herb Peterson, 1918-2008



Thank you for shortening my lifespan.

Beach reading

Although I by no means expect to plow through all of them, these are the books I brought to the beach with me this week:



Into Hot Air: Mounting Mount Everest by Chris Elliott (read)



Rock On: An Office Power Ballad by Dan Kennedy (reading)



Our Dumb World: The Onion's Atlas of the Planet Earth, 73rd Edition (bathroom reading)



Blue Like Jazz: Nonreligious Thoughts on Christian Spirituality by Donald Miller (on deck)



Velvet Elvis: Repainting the Christian Faith by Rob Bell



Searching For God Knows What by Donald Miller



The Man Who Was Thursday by G.K. Chesterton

Happy (belated) Easter!

Seems like old times: breakfast at the Pier

Having the day off of work calls for doing something special. So, this morning I partied like it was 1996 and had breakfast at my alma mater's fast food joint, the restaurant formerly known as the Pier (now called Tyler's Grill). Back in the day, the "Micah Special" was a bacon, egg, & cheese English muffin, hash browns, and a large Mountain Dew. Nowadays the place has no Mountain Dew (and I wouldn't have gotten one anyway, since I'm strictly drinking diet beverages now) and they switched over to biscuits, so I had to get the closest approximation of my morning college ritual. But at least the TV was tuned to Sportscenter, just like it always was in the Age of Seven Mary Three.

They're always after me Lucky Charms!

Happy St. Patrick's Day! That impish leprechaun Shane MacGowan says, "Don't end up like me. Know when to say 'when.' Also, eat candy!"

Beware the (belated) Ides of March

I completely forgot to post this yesterday. Maybe Duke lost because I didn't put up the warning. I'd like to think that.

Second Becky fixes her wedgie

A little something to brighten your Friday morning: Sarah Chalke does a little wedgie dance. Frick!

Crush of the Week: Lights (Valerie Poxleitner)

This week's Crush is Canadian singer Lights (a.k.a. Valerie Poxleitner). I first heard the above glitchy synthpop song when I was shopping at Old Navy* a few weeks ago and was immediately taken with it. And she's pretty cute, too.

*I later found out her song is used in an Old Navy commercial.

She's pretty, but not "$4300 pretty"

And her name isn't really "Kristen." What a liar!

Hank, Dale, and Bobby on hipsters

Some choice quotes from Sunday's "King of the Hill":

Hank: Boy, Enrique's neighborhood sure has changed, I'll tell you what. All these artists moved in so fast and they all look the same: real skinny and walk slowly.
Dale: The people you are referring to are "hipsters." They walk slowly becacuse they got no place to be, man.

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Bobby: How about this? What do hipsters like? Cool things. So we invent a place called "Cooltown." In "Cooltown" music's always playing and everybody drives convertibles.
Hank: Ugh. Sounds like Austin.

Steve Poltz @ Ashland Coffee & Tea

I have been a fan of Steve Poltz ever since I was the music director of WDCE back in the late 90s. The promo person in charge of pushing his solo debut was in love with him and I kind of had a thing for her, so I gave his album some attention. From the first listen I was hooked and have been a big fan of his music ever since. But I had never seen him live until this past Friday when he played at Ashland Coffee & Tea.

It was worth the wait.

The show started out with just him and his guitar. After a few songs he brought out his backing band the Cynics (who opened the show under the name the Truckee Brothers). Poltz is a master of what I love: stage banter. The venue - a coffee house - was intimate enough that he was able to engage the audience directly with his funny stories and observations. He genuinely sounded like he wanted to be there that night, playing for all of us in the room.

As for the music, he gave 100% on stage, playing a diverse selection of songs from his back catalog, new songs, and some choice covers ("Waterfalls", "The Way We Were", "Amazing Grace", and "Ring My Bell", which he broke into mid-song as a train passed by the window). At one point he chose people out of the audience to come up on stage and have them assume the role of his backing band while he ad-libbed some lyrics (with a German guy translating!). It was sloppy, good fun. But for the rest of the show he was a pro, expertly playing his songs, which range from sincerely goofy to goofily sincere.



Afterward, he invited everyone to stick around, chat, have things signed, and take pictures. Of course, I obliged. I bought some CDs that I didn't already have (one a tour exclusive, the other a children's album) and had spydrz snap a photo (thanks!). All in all, it was an excellent show and Poltz seemed like a really cool person, with an approachable rock 'n' roll swagger.

Plus, he banged Jewel, so I am eternally jealous of him.

Spitz and swallows

Two things I love about scandals: breaking news and breaking stand-up comedy.

Crush of the Week: Marina (HotForWords)

This week's Crush is philologist/video podcaster Marina (a.k.a. HotForWords). I can't place her accent. Eastern European? Russian? Who cares?



She possesses copious quantities of pulchritude. But she could also use a sandwich or two.

You can finally stop calling me "The Streak"

I've been a regular listener of the Filmspotting podcast for about two years now and amidst the movie analysis, former co-host Sam comes back and gives nicknames to people who make donations to the show. Well, they recently announced that they would stop doing that with episode #200, so I figured that, since they've provided me with countless hours of entertainment, I'd kick a few bucks their way and get a nickname before it's too late.

So, from now on you can refer to me as...Micah "Dreck For Sale" M____.

If you feel the need to hear them give me my new nickname, listen to episode #200 and it is around the 47:05 mark.

Depressingly funny

Today's Onion Radio News bit: "Report: 1998 Was Ten Fucking Years Ago"

Maybe it's because my 10 year college reunion is next month, but when I listened to that this morning I really laughed...and also died a little inside.

I'm all atwitter!

Well, I went ahead and joined Twitter, though I'm not 100% sold on it. I mean, this blog is enough of a narcissistic outlet that I barely keep up with at times. Why would anyone care what I'm doing at any given time?

But, I'm updating - or "twittering" - every now and then, posting one-line B.S. and stuff like updates about what I'm digging at the moment (currently, I'm on the last song of Clem Snide's Soft Spot album and LOVING IT). Think of it as a mini-blog.

So "friend" me or whatever. But I do ask that you let me know who you are. Right now I have two "followers" who I have no idea about their identities...and it's kind of creepy.

I know that my birthday is more than six months away...

It's never too early to get me what I really want: a little face time with Scarlett Johansson. Yeah, this ebay auction specifies that the amount of time we'll be together is "brief", but I only need a minute or two.

Micah World celebrates Black History Month

This morning I ripped Issac Hayes' Shaft soundtrack and put it on my iPod. Damn right.

This is called "blog filler"

Thanks, Arthur!

(It gets pretty twisted towards the end.)

Requiem for wordsmith

R.I.P. William F. Buckley, 1925-2008.



You're no doubt up there fighting the good fight, using words that would make even Noah Webster consult a dictionary.

I bought one of his word-a-day calendars in the 90s and tried to incorporate each day's word into everyday conversation. That lasted about a week.

I guess I'll have to watch with a case of PBR, an ill-fitting t-shirt, and a sense of detached hipster irony

God help me, but I think I may actually watch "Dancing with the Stars" this season. The cast was announced and among them are Penn Jillette, Adam Corrola, and Steve Freakin' Guttenberg. Well, I'll likely just stick with it until Penn bows out, since he's who I'm most curious about bringing the pain.

In other TV news, the second season of HBO's most excellent "Flight of the Conchords" has been pushed back to 2009. Thank you, striking writers! I hope that extra few pennies are worth my severely decreased level of happiness this year.

At least we'll be getting a new Flight of the Conchords album this spring, even if it is only made up of retooled versions of songs that appeared in the first season of the show.

A new bundle of joy

My hoodie family got a little bigger on Sunday: meet Redrum (dip dip dip...sweatshirt). It's lightweight, so it'll be perfect for the waning days of Virginia "winter." Please join me, Greybeard, Black Dog (currently m.i.a.), Blueball, Spiderboy, Greenhorn, and the Professor in welcoming him aboard.

In related news, due to a clearance sale and a free shipping coupon, I expect to receive another grandpa sweater (green this time) sometime within the next week. 23 skidoo!

Bonus Crush of the Week: Marketa Irglova

This week's Bonus Crush is Czech singer/songwriter/Oscar winner Marketa Irglova. She is also a dater-of-men-18-years-older-than-her (you go, Glen!).



She and Glen Hansard are coming to Richmond in May and I'm hoping that I can score tickets.

Crush of the Week: Marion Cotillard

This week's Crush is actress Marion Cotillard. I first saw her in Big Fish and thought she was something back then. Actually, that's the only thing that I've ever seen her in.



By giving Marion an Oscar last night, the Academy continued its tradition of awarding beautiful women who ugly themselves up.

Let the Hollywood Circle Jerk commence

In a shocking display of out-of-the-loopiness, the only movies up for Oscars tonight that I've actually seen are ones in the "lesser" catagories: Once, Ratatouille, The Bourne Ultimatum, 3:10 to Yuma, and Transformers. All are great, except for the last. It is shit.

Anyway, I'm throwing my full support behind the only nominee that I care about this year: "Falling Slowly" by Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova, for Best Song. Hopefully, the three songs from Enchanted will cancel each other out and this hauntingly beautiful song will take the prize. Check it out above (it's a great scene, but the song really kicks in at around the 1:20 mark).

I'll be keeping tabs with y'all in the comments, if anyone drops by this year (previous years have been a hoot; read 'em here and here). And if this isn't enough for you, the Onion's A.V. Club will be live blogging the ceremony.

Given that it's an election year, the writers strike just recently was resolved, and a glut of anti-war movies were released in 2007, the acceptance speeches and whatnot are sure to be nigh-insufferable. Let the Hollywood Circle Jerk commence.

Why am I so obsessed with this song?

John C. Reilly + Bowie's "Starman" + disco = Audio Awesomeness

Get it here.

Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough: a Savannah photo essay

This past weekend was a Bloggers Convention of sorts, where spydrz, Simply Reg/THSE/SBN1, Dem L____ Boyz (Herodotus and Dr. Zeius), and myself met up in Savannah, GA. It was a beautiful weekend in the historic city and not just because of the sunny weather (the town has this weird, wonderful mix of Southern Belles and hot arty women). We ate well and drank even better. The following are some pictures from that part of our trip:



The gang at B & B Billiards (not pictured: Dr. Zeius, who had bailed before this picture was taken)



Simply Reg and I went on a recon mission to scout out other bars. The above was taken at a hipster joint called Hang Fire.



Then it was on to Pinkie Master's, where I had my very first PBR (I had to fit in with the hipsters).



Taking in some of the too-cool-for-school crowd and realizing that the rest of the group wouldn't go for it, we retreated back to the comforting womb of B&B and it's kick-ass jukebox*.



One last shot, in a hotel elevator on the day we left town.

Bonus Picture:



Just a couple of caballeros at the second happiest place on Earth - South of the Border. We're also the bi-racial Hall & Oates.

You can read dispatches from my compatriots here and here.

*I learned the hard way that the penance for playing Eiffel 65's "I'm Blue" is to buy the bartender a shot after she calls you out in front of the whole bar.

Shiny boots of leather: a very Valentine's Day mix tape

Now, I'm no fan of Valentine's Day and I even compiled an Anti-Valentine's Day mix tape on this blog a couple of years ago. While my white hot hatred for the lovey-doveyness of all things associated with this day still remains, I thought that I'd compile another mix tape, only this time with songs on my iPod that have certain greeting card holiday-themed key words in their titles. So, here you go:

1. "My Funny Valentine" - Elvis Costello
2. "Happy Valentine's Day" - Outkast
3. "Cupid Must Be Angry" - Nick Lowe
4. "Cupid" - Jack Johnson
5. "Tennessee Valentine" - Amy LaVere
6. "Cupid" - Amy Winehouse
7. "Cupid Complained to Venus" - Candy Butchers
8. "Valentine" - Mary Prankster
9. "Subway to Venus" - Red Hot Chili Peppers
10. "Valentine" - Justice
11. "Cupid and Pyscho" - John Wesley Harding
12. "The Ballad of Michael Valentine" - The Killers
13. "Cupid's Arrow" - Amy LaVere
14. "Venus in Furs" - The Velvet Underground
15. "Venus de Milo" - Miles Davis
16. "My Funny Valentine" - Frank Sinatra

So, there you go.

Me? I'll be spending tonight at the gym (maybe), eating a big bowl of rice (possibly), and cursing all of the happy people (most definitely).

Requiem for the world's best shark hunter

R.I.P. Roy Scheider, 1932-2008.



You finally got that bigger boat.

I saw the Michaels!

This past Friday I saw comedy gods and The State/Stella members Michael Ian Black and Michael Showalter at Toad's Place, the first stand-up show ever at the venue. It was a really funny night, one I've been waiting for since the early 90s. Showalter instantly got mad props from me for chanting "Spiders!" as he came out on the stage. Upon reflection, I think MIB was more consistantly funny, but Showalter's set was the best.

Some highlights, which'll make no sense unless you were there:

• Shoes


• Sarah Bareilles


• Fucker's cock and sparkles


• P.O.D.


• Doug Wilder is crazy


• Dockers


• Antidepressants and peeing


• BBs


• "Did you brush your teeth?"


• Partying at Applebee's, Bennigan's, Chili's, etc.

Check out MIB's blog post about my fine city.

Now, bring on The State DVDs!

As for Toad's Place, it was my first time there and I liked it. The sound was good and the room was clean and smoke-free (refreshing, so long as it's market-driven and not government-mandated!). Ever since the Flood Zone closed down, there's been a dearth of places to see shows by artists whose status is between local bar band and superstar. I'm glad the void has finally been filled.

Coincidence? I think not.

Yesterday saw the release of Jack Johnson's new album AND it was a beautiful, sunny 77 degree February day.

I'll be giving the record a spin today while I'm trapped in my cube, dreaming of late March's beach trip.

The zombie apocolypse will be televised

I can't tell you how jazzed I am for George Romero's new zombie film - Diary of the Dead. Right now Richmond isn't on the short list of cities that will be showing it on opening day (Feb. 15), but I'm optimistic that we'll be getting it...sometime.

The only trepidation I have is that, while I know that at least part of it is filmed in that shakey-cam style which all the kids love nowadays, I don't know if the whole thing is shot like that. See, I DETEST that style of filmmaking, especially if it is overdone and unnecessary. I got sick because of it during The Bourne Supremacy and it's what is stopping me from seeing Cloverfield. But this is a zombie flick. A George Romero zombie flick. I have to see it right when it comes out. Guess I'll just down a handful of Dramamine pills beforehand.

I guess my pre-order will be cancelled.

I only really care about college football, but it was good to see the underdog win tonight. Suck it, pretty boy.

Happy Groundhog Day!

This is pitiful. A thousand people freezing their butts off waiting to worship a rat. What a hype. Well, it used to mean something in this town. They used to pull the hog out, and they used to eat it. You're hypocrites, all of you.

Not to turn this blog into a Stallone lovefest or anything...

But isn't this 3-D Rocky poster that I got for Christmas just the bee's knees?

Thanks, Chad!