Archive for October, 2007

Guitar Hero III

Friday, October 26th, 2007

Just two more days until the release. I’ll pick it up Monday night after I get back into town. Short sentences = me being excited. There is another great group of songs. There are some again that I’ve never heard of and some that I could take or leave, but most just rock and will be a lot of fun.

Best part: The Devil Went Down to Georgia as the final song.

It’ll take me a couple of years of practice to beat it on expert, but I still can’t wait to try.

The Orange Box

Friday, October 26th, 2007

The recent commercials for The Orange Box piqued my curiosity, especially the Portal portion of the game. The wormhole gun concept seemed like an interesting variation in the First Person Shooter game line. The commercial has worked so far: I went to their website, was impressed by the game trailer and am now considering buying the game. The infinite variety of being able to transport from any wall, floor, or surface to any other boggles the mind.

Then again, there is a flash version of this concept. I might just stick with that.

State Fair

Wednesday, October 17th, 2007

Oh, the joys of the State Fair. Where else can you see flashing lights, deep-fried everything, and the worst teeth this side of the Atlantic. The State Fair.

Got to try a deep-fried Snickers bar; on a stick, no less. Interesting, and it tasted OK, but it was a little soggy and looked like a deep-fried turd. Also, tried out their “deep-fried burrito”, which to me is the basic definition of a chimichanga. But, whatever. You say potato, I say potato. One man’s deep-fried potato slices are another man’s fries.

I’ve had a number of jobs throughout my life and gained valuable experience, or at least interesting stories, in each of them. But I am proud to say that I have never been a carny. I mean, a job’s a job, but there aren’t many rungs that are lower on the ladder, you know. Like, this is where circus folk go after they’re fired.

There is that one redeeming quality about the state fair that makes up for all of its other faults. Indian fry bread. Oh, what a glorious culinary delight. Deep-fry a wad of dough, then cover it in sugar and honey. It doesn’t get a lot better than this, folks.

Can’t wait ’til next year.

Personality Profiles

Wednesday, October 17th, 2007

I had the chance to participate in a personality class at work today with my coworkers. Learned that they’re all outgoing or dominant while I’m more logical and precise. Even better, found out that my personality type was the one that annoyed them most. Great. Hopefully, the entire class will be a learning experience on how to deal with each other better.

What’s up, Chuck?

Sunday, October 14th, 2007

So what’s up with the name Chuck nowadays. It seems that every other movie or TV show has some character named Chuck. Did I miss some Hollywood memo with a decree to increase the popularity of this name? I would have to stretch to think of some major movie before this year with Chuck in the title. This year we have two: I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry and Good Luck Chuck. On TV shows we have Chucks as characters in Chuck, Pushing Daisies, Back to You, and Gossip Girl.

The only explanation has to be the surging popularity of Chuck Norris. The irresistible fad that swept the internet is now spreading to both the big and small screen.

And who do we have to blame for the inundation of Chuck: Conan O’Brien. That’s right. Showing Walker, Texas Ranger clips started out as an amusing gag, but the law of unintended consequences has resulted in this deluge of Chuck.

The world trembles.

Arizona Sports

Friday, October 12th, 2007

There is a sort of sports renaissance occurring in Phoenix these days. It may be over sooner than I hope, but it’s great while it lasts. Currently, the Diamondbacks are about to play for the NL Championship. The Suns are one of the top three teams in the NBA and are favored by some to win the title finally. The Cardinals have a winning record and are in first place in the NFC West. ASU is undefeated and ranked in the national polls. And the Mercury just won the WNBA Championship. We’ll just ignore the Coyotes. (Why is there even and NHL team in the desert?)

I hope that the success can continue, and things do look promising that all of these teams could be in their respective post-seasons for a number of years to come. Go Phoenix (or Arizona, as the case may be).

Troll 2

Friday, October 12th, 2007

Returning to more obscure pursuits, there is a phenomenon that has been sweeping the world for a couple of years now. My cousin’s husband’s friend from Canada introduced me to the movie, and my life is richer for it.

Troll 2.

From the title alone you may be able to guess a couple of things about this movie.

First guess: The movie is a late-80′s to early-90′s, direct-to-video, sequel of poor quality, cashing in on moderate success of original. Good guess. You’d be right.

Second guess: The movie has something to do with Trolls, probably evil ones. Usually you’d be right. The titles of Jaws, Alien, Twister, Critters, The Exorcist, The Bear, Nixon, and Gremlins all do a perfectly adequate job of explaining exactly what the movie will feature. Some of the above titles even had sequels that featured the exact same character or creature featured in the title. But not Troll 2.

The first Troll movie featured trolls, lots of them. Trolls with Julia Louis-Dreyfuss, trolls with Sonny Bono, trolls with the prosecutor from Law & Order before they switched to Sam Waterston, even trolls with two characters named Harry Potter. The monsters in Troll 2 are, counter intuitively, goblins. Yep. Little, ugly, Papier-mâché masked, green goo eating goblins.

Our story begins with an elderly man telling his grandson a fairy tale, or reciting his lines at some random kid, depending on how you look at things. The fairy tale shows us a young man in a green, Robin Hood style hat running from the goblins described above. He is eventually entranced by a comely lass with large freckles scribbled onto her nose. She feeds him green goo, turns into a goblin, and then eats him.

The kid’s mother enters the room to see who he’s been talking to. He lets slip that his grandpa was there, and he gets a lecture from his mother. You see, his grandpa is dead. Well, sort of. His shade has returned to warn his grandson abuot goblins. And yes, I’m sure that the movie is called Troll 2.

Meanwhile, the kid’s dad is planning a family trip to the small town of Nilbog. Nothing suspicious there. (And yes, that is the same Nilbog featured in Guitar Hero 2.)

Meanwhile again, the kid’s older teenage sister is lifting weights in her bedroom. If you can call pushing just the barbell into the air “lifting weights”. Her boyfriend surprises her by coming through the window and hilarity ensues. You see, none of these people are actors, especially the teenage girl. The Italian producers must have had a casting call for people who could best memorize the lines, instead of who could best deliver the lines. Now, memorization is an important part of the acting process, but the teenage sister rushes to spit out her lines without taking a breath or changing her tone in that rapid fire way that you see from that one kid in the junior high play that only has one long line and just wants to get it over with. Kind of like that last sentence. Without slowing down or changing her tone she knees her boyfriend between the legs and says, “My father hates you. If he catches you here, he’ll cut your little nuts off and eat them.” She then immediately suggests that he come with her family on their vacation. I literally thought she was playing with this guys emotions the first time I saw the movie, but the next day, she’s angry that her boyfriend was left behind.

Each of these “special” moments of the movie come across as totally unexpected and bizarre. This unique combination coupled with the low expectations of a movie called Troll 2 makes this one of the funniest experiences I’ve ever had.

While the family is driving to their pseudo-vacation, the teenage sister continues to whine about leaving her boyfriend behind. The mother finally gets fed up, demands that her daughter stop complaining, and that her son sing, “that song I like so much.” Reluctantly, the kid starts singing “Row, Row, Row Your Boat”. Again, the bizarre conversation combined with the unexpected choice in “favorite song” makes this a laugh out loud moment.

The logic of the story line is, at best, completely insane. The kid’s dead grandfather pauses time to tell his grandson that his family must not eat the food. He gives the kid one minute to do something before time starts up again. Think about that for a minute. This ghost has the power to stop time but is virtually powerless against a town of goblins and leaves it to his grandson to stop his family from eating the poison.

Why are the goblins trying to poison the food? Well, because they’re vegetarians. Militant vegetarians. They have meetings and diatribe against the evils of meat.

So again, why are the goblins trying to poison the food? Well, because they want to eat the vacationing family. Wait, didn’t I just say that the goblins were militant vegetarians? Exactly. You see, the goblins standard operating procedure starts by tricking humans into eating green goo. This causes the humans to transform into plant material (as shown by the green sweat that cascades down their face out of their hair). Once the humans become plants, the goblins are happy to devour them.

Oh, and there’s a witch. She’s the leader of the goblins. Don’t ask, I don’t know why. While she actively participates in the green goo scheme with the goblins, she takes a break to seduce one of the minor characters. Again we’re assaulted with a fierce hilarity resulting from the unexpected and the bizarre. The witch magically appears on the television that the teenage boy is watching in his RV. She enters with a cob or corn. A cob or corn. The witch holds the corn with her teeth, pushes the teen onto the bed, and they proceed to eat the corn off the cob simultaneously. After a few minutes popcorn begins to fly at the pair from offscreen.

I’m not kidding. I couldn’t make this up.

I won’t ruin the ending, but it involves grandpa giving the kid an ultimate weapon to defeat the militant vegetarian goblins: a double baloney sandwich.

Murder Mystery Dinner

Tuesday, October 9th, 2007

My wife and I invited over a group of friends over the weekend and hosted a Murder Mystery Dinner. The story took place at a 20-year high school reunion. Everyone came dressed for the part like they were back in the 80′s. (Never mind that typically no one goes to a reunion dressed like they did back in school, but the costumes were fun so we’re going to ignore this logical inconsistency.) We had the prom king and queen, the jock, the punk, the cheerleader, class president, AV Club geek, and the valedictorian. Just like The Breakfast Club but with less angst and more murder.

Everyone had a blast, and we can’t wait to host another one. Kudos to nightofmystery.com for the game design.

Lawyer Ads

Tuesday, October 9th, 2007

So maybe it’s just me being nostalgic recently, but can we please go back to the days when daytime TV was not filled with one attorney after another selling their services on TV. Remember the good old days when lawyers limited their advertising to full-page ads in or on the cover of the phone book and giant billboards. I seriously will not be surprised when I finally see the commercial that begs for every unfortunate soul that’s home on a Tuesday at 11 A.M. to sue somebody.

“It doesn’t even matter who! Just sue somebody, and let me help!”

For the lawyers out there in the world: keep up the good work. Fight for the little guy and may justice prevail. But if you advertise on TV, you’re not fighting for the weak and oppressed, you’re exploiting them. Admit it and move on.

After the lawyers, we’ll move on to take pharmaceutical and political ads off the air. I’m not looking forward to next fall when it will be non-stop, “Sue Your Boss!”, “Vote for Me!”, “Cure that tingly feeling that you sometimes get in your legs if you sit on the toilet too long!”, “Sue the guys that made the drug that they advertised for just before this ad!”

But of course, what used to be guidelines are now infringements on freedom and liberty. What a great future we have to look forward to, and all in HD.

Texas Sheet Cake

Wednesday, October 3rd, 2007

I recently made some Texas Sheet Cake for my son’s birthday and had a request from some of my in-laws to post the recipe. I hope you all enjoy this wonderfully delicious, if not entirely healthy, dessert.

For the cake:
1 c warm water
1 c butter
4 tb cocoa (heaping)
2 c sugar
2 c flour
1/2 ts salt
1 ts baking soda
2 eggs
1/2 c sour cream
1 ts vanilla flavoring

For the frosting:
6 tb milk
4 tb cocoa (heaping)
1/2 c butter
1 ts vanilla flavoring
1 lb powdered sugar
1 c chopped pecans (or other nuts)

Preheat oven to 350 F. Mix the sugar, flour, salt, and soda and set aside. Heat the water, butter, and cocoa in a saucepan until boiling, then pour over the dry ingredients. Mix until smooth. Mix in the eggs, sour cream, and vanilla until smooth. Pour batter into a sheet about 10×15 inches and 1 inch deep. A slightly smaller pan is fine, but no larger. Bake at 350 F for about 20 minutes or until a toothpick comes out of the middle clean.

For the frosting, heat the butter, milk, and cocoa in a saucepan until boiling. Reduce heat and mix in vanilla and powdered sugar. Mix thoroughly. Mix in the nuts and pour over still warm cake.

 Enjoy!