Monday, September 13, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
French Traditional
I am in love with the idea of the French countryside and traditional French design so i found some pictures for myself.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Sweet Tsunami
I found This great print at Young Blood Gallery & Boutique down the street from my house.
I think it was around $15.
"Sweet Tsunami"
Justin Richel
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Treasure Chest
This is exactly why I love Target. I found these pretty little cupcakes there for Valentine's Day.
Mice or Men?
Does anyone know what happened to the male population? Aren't men supposed to be strong fearless warriors? At least that's how they've been portrayed all this time. So what is it that turns men into mice? I'm not trying to say that I like the cocky jock attitude, but it is better than there twiggy like guys running around in girl's clothes and wearing more eyeliner than Boy George. How are we supposed to take the seriously let alone find them attractive.
As a member of the female sex, it pains me to admit that today's most common place to meet others is the Internet. Weather you're poison is myspace, facebook, or online dating its all the same. Even worse is that I have found myself resorting to the Internet without even realizing it. The plain fact is that guys these days are scared. They are scared to take a girl out without first approving them based on their profiles.
What has happened to us? We are now a culture consumed by the virtual world. There is hardly any physical exchange of any kind without the help of online social networking among the younger generations these days.
As a member of the female sex, it pains me to admit that today's most common place to meet others is the Internet. Weather you're poison is myspace, facebook, or online dating its all the same. Even worse is that I have found myself resorting to the Internet without even realizing it. The plain fact is that guys these days are scared. They are scared to take a girl out without first approving them based on their profiles.
What has happened to us? We are now a culture consumed by the virtual world. There is hardly any physical exchange of any kind without the help of online social networking among the younger generations these days.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
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Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
My Failed Movie Review
So I sent in this review of Basket Case for the HorrorDrunx online magazine and it was rejected. I guess it needs some work but it was my first review. I guess I'm just rusty in the writing department or maybe i was just never really that good to begin with. I guess for now I'll just stick to my steam of consciousness also known as this blog.
Frank Henenlotter isn't quite a force to be reckoned with, but his movies are violent, gory, and damn funny. His corky charm is most notable in his incredibly low budget 1982 film Basket Case. Starring Kevin Van Hentenryck as a nerdy, but diabolical young man with a bit of a burden to carry. Well actually Duane is carrying his siamese blob of a brother, Belial, around New York City in a wicker basket seeking bloody revenge on the doctors who separated them.
A burden or a bloody good time? This delightfully unwholesome movie is complete with a seemingly endless amount of corn syrup and red food coloring. With Robert Vogel playing the manager of the roach motel inhabited by hookers and drunks where Duane and Belial take up residence, wackiness is sure to ensue centering around our heroes.
Seeing that it is such a hilariously good movie, it is a surprising that Henenlotter's directorial resume is a bit short with only nine films; spanning the mid 1970's to 2008. None the less I strongly recommend seeing Basket Case and all of Henenlotter's other delightfully tacky films with the exception of the very under whelming Basket Case 2 (1990) and Basket Case 3: The Progeny (1992). Viewing the movie at Splatter Cinema hosted by Atlanta's historic Plaza Theater, was the cherry on top of this homicidal sundae. Henenlotter was even kind enough to comprise a short picture exclusively for Splatter Cinema describing the movie and what exactly it took to create his cult classic. The 1930's vintage decor of the Plaza made the film that much better, but it would have still been a laugh out loud riot fest in just about any theater. - B Heaton
Frank Henenlotter isn't quite a force to be reckoned with, but his movies are violent, gory, and damn funny. His corky charm is most notable in his incredibly low budget 1982 film Basket Case. Starring Kevin Van Hentenryck as a nerdy, but diabolical young man with a bit of a burden to carry. Well actually Duane is carrying his siamese blob of a brother, Belial, around New York City in a wicker basket seeking bloody revenge on the doctors who separated them.
A burden or a bloody good time? This delightfully unwholesome movie is complete with a seemingly endless amount of corn syrup and red food coloring. With Robert Vogel playing the manager of the roach motel inhabited by hookers and drunks where Duane and Belial take up residence, wackiness is sure to ensue centering around our heroes.
Seeing that it is such a hilariously good movie, it is a surprising that Henenlotter's directorial resume is a bit short with only nine films; spanning the mid 1970's to 2008. None the less I strongly recommend seeing Basket Case and all of Henenlotter's other delightfully tacky films with the exception of the very under whelming Basket Case 2 (1990) and Basket Case 3: The Progeny (1992). Viewing the movie at Splatter Cinema hosted by Atlanta's historic Plaza Theater, was the cherry on top of this homicidal sundae. Henenlotter was even kind enough to comprise a short picture exclusively for Splatter Cinema describing the movie and what exactly it took to create his cult classic. The 1930's vintage decor of the Plaza made the film that much better, but it would have still been a laugh out loud riot fest in just about any theater. - B Heaton
Bobby U
Don't wanna hang around, I don't wanna hang around, I don't wanna hang around with a girl like you oh yeah.
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