Who Took the Hall Pass?
 

Thanks for the compliment RP. Too bad about that cat. ;)

Who Took the Hall Pass?
 

I could lock him in the basement with the smurfs.

Will Gigli Make the List?
 

That's a funny article! Some choice quotes for those who didn't bother to click through:

As you know, Hanks has three Oscars on his resume, and he clinched the title of "Most successful actor of my generation" about five years ago. He could croak right now and he'd still be a first-ballot Hall of Famer. And you know this. That's why you might think I'm nuts with the following proclamation:

As an actor, he peaked in "Turner and Hooch."

(Note -- the dude is SERIOUS -- and has a compelling argument to back it up!)

So Travolta comes in, nails the part [of Tony in SNFever], carries the movie on his back, makes the dance scenes part of the Pop Culture Pantheon, revives the Disco Era and sends it into another stratosphere, and spearheads the definitive period piece of the late-'70s. Has there ever been a movie so closely identified with an era as "Fever" with the late-'70s? And does any of this happen without Travolta? Of course not.
That's why it made perfect sense when the Academy gave the "Best Actor" Oscar in 1977 to ... Richard Dreyfuss. For "The Goodbye Girl." I wish I were making this up.


And then in his paean to "This Boy's Life" (and an astute observation about Leonardo DeC.:
Leo DeCaprio plays a fatherless kid growing up in the '50s, only to see his Mom re-marry a borderline psychopath determined to ruin Leo's will to live (played by Robert DeNiro, of all people, in one of his last memorable performances before he started pimping his name for big paychecks). There's no way this movie gets made without Leo and DeNiro; it's one of those subtle, likable scripts that Chris Moore would have selected for Project Greenlight and butchered to smithereens. Ninety-nine times out of 100, this type of movie ends up in the wrong hands.

Well, this was the 100th time. Leo and DeNiro bring the best out of each other. You forget this now, but Hubie Brown would have fawned over Leo's "tremendous upside potential" back in the day -- after "Gilbert Grape" and "This Boy's Life," this kid was the Hollywood version of LeBron James heading into his 20s. He couldn't miss. Then he strikes big with "Titanic," and suddenly he's hanging out with a Hollywood posse and chasing supermodels every night, and a couple of years pass, and the window closes on him. He just didn't want it.

Hey, I'm not killing him. He'll still have a huge career. I'm sure he'll make a kajillion dollars; he might even be the next Hanks for all we know. I'm just saying that the Penny Hardaway-Junior Griffey warning signs are there, that's all. Rent "This Boy's Life," then rent "Gangs of New York." He was a better actor 10 years ago. This isn't good.

Gross Anatomy
 

POTW.

TM

Oops, you're right of course. I meant to say that (no, really!)

And what's with the editing out of random insults of bilmore (or anyone else who isn't me?)





Edited to fix steenking typo (or Freudian slip? Indicating exactly what I'm not sure -- but I'm sure I don't want to know.)

dtb
 

I thought it was funny that I randomly insulted bilmore in one post and in the next post Str8 quoted paigow fearing a board that consisted of little more than random insults of bilmore.

dtb
 

I think Ms. Thang was just a little insulted that I insulted her which soup should I choose post. But a board of Bilmore "results" would not be so interesting.

I thought I had a hernia recently. I went to the doctor to check it out. I didn't tell him about the SARS and the Tumor I also thought I had b/c if you ask about too many illnesses--even though you probably have them--they will not take you seriously. But he said I didn't have it and that it was really unlikely for me to get a hernia at my age and in that spot. It turns out that I was just pulled a muscle or something from too many sit ups. It just goes to show you that no good can come from ab work.

Alphabet Soup
 

(I'm beating this one to death in the hope of ensuring idle acts fully understands the depo thing)

So, RP, presumably you all live in different cities and you think she's hot -- are you going to film the girl-on-girl depo and post it on Thurgreed's special day?

Is It Art or Is It Vandalism?
 

NarcFromHere must have called the cops on these dangerous, irresponsible, anti-social assholes for committing criminal property damage.

What is the world coming to?

I pulled a chest muscle using a cheap rowing machine, then forgot. I thought the pain the next day was angina. With stress over the next week from a tight briefing schedule I had adrenilin turn the pain and stress into increasing angina. At the emergency room I learned that most nights, in most ER's there are 2 or 3 professionals in their 30's having fake heart attacks.

dtb
 

Damned typos!! I'm going to fix that -- my OCD doesn't permit any other RESULT.

This makes me feel better. I've unknowingly pulled chest muscles doing pull-ups (almost the same motion as rowing). The next day, I had so much trouble breathing I completely freaked out. I thought something was really wrong with my heart. I'm glad I'm not the only one who doesn't make the logical connection...

The Real Big Brother
 

IF YOU PURCHASED A NEW CELLPHONE over the past 18 months or so, odds are that one of the features listed in small print on the side of the box was "E911 capable." Or, as in the case of my latest Motorola, "Location technology for piece [sic] of mind." Perhaps you asked the salesman to explain the feature, and he replied that it means that cops can home in on your phone in case of an emergency, a potentially important perk should you ever find your hand pinned beneath an immovable boulder in rural Utah, as Aron Ralston did recently. Assuming he could have gotten a signal, an E911-capable phone might have saved the young backpacker the pain of having to amputate his own arm.

What your salesman probably failed to tell you—and may not even realize—is that an E911-capable phone can give your wireless carrier continual updates on your location. The phone is embedded with a Global Positioning System chip, which can calculate your coordinates to within a few yards by receiving signals from satellites. GPS technology gave U.S. military commanders a vital edge during Gulf War II, and sailors and pilots depend on it as well. In the E911-capable phone, the GPS chip does not wait until it senses danger, springing to life when catastrophe strikes; it's switched on whenever your handset is powered up and is always ready to transmit your location data back to a wireless carrier's computers. Verizon or T-Mobile can figure out which manicurist you visit just as easily as they can pinpoint a stranded motorist on Highway 59.

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Although I have no medical training whatsoever, the symptons sound like SARS, or possibly a tumor. I would get that checked out if I were you.