Monthly Archives: July 2010

Feel Good Friday – Soulful Dress

I was listening to Terry Gross on NPR’s Fresh Air on Thursday and they had a wonderful piece on singer Sugar Pie DeSanto.

I decided then and there that this would be my Feel Good Friday song.

Soulful Dress.

Tonight I want to go the party Sugar Pie is about to attend and watch her dance all night long.

Oh, and I don’t have a clue why all the visuals in the video are shots of vintage scooters. Not a clue, but they’re pretty cool too.

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Movie Macguffins

squirrel directorI ran across this post at Paste Magazine and had to share.

It’s the top nine movie macguffins of all time.

What, you don’t know what a macguffin is? Yes, you do. You’ve seen it in all sorts of movies, but may not have realized it.

It’s not something you can order from the McDonald’s breakfast menu.

The Ark of the Covenant, the Holy Grail and Marcellus Wallace’s suitcase are just a few from the macguffin list.

A macguffin is the ultimate destination of every chase. Not every movie gets there, but all the characters are in pursuit of the macguffin.

Here’s the actual definition from Paste –

Mac•guff•in: In cinema vernacular, an object of great importance that serves as the primary motivator for the protagonists, and their antagonists.

The list of movies they’ve compiled is filled with several of my favorites. They’ve got video clips from each movie over there too.

Enjoy.

Face in Space

squirrel astronaut

Sometimes NASA is just cool.

A couple of years ago they sent a Lunar Reconnaissance Orbiter into orbit around the moon. Included on the craft was a microchip that had the names of anyone who submitted their moniker to the NASA website. I made sure that little chip had my name upon it. Matter of fact, as a tribute to a friend who loved space but was taken too soon by the damned demon that is cancer, we actually filled out the form in his name and gave the certificate to his widow. Stew is still circling the moon as we speak.

I mean heck, we obviously aren’t getting flying cars or living like the Jetsons and jetting off to space anytime soon. I thought that was my one shot at being an astronaut.

Until NOW!

NASA is at it again. This time you can send your pic out into the zero gravity zone on an upcoming launch of the Space Shuttle.

I submitted the pic at the top of this post. See, I was already prepared for my astro moment.

The Face in Space page says:

NASA wants to put a picture of you on one of the two remaining space shuttle missions and launch it into orbit.

(snip)

Return to this site after launch to print your Flight Certificate – a commemorative certificate signed by the Mission Commander.

How cool is that!?!?!

And just know that if my picture sees a UFO while it’s out there, I told it to wave at the little green men and then come back and report to Fox Mulder.

I Want A Trained Drinking Monkey

Oh where oh where can I order one of these?

I don’t care so much about the pickpocket option, but I would be interested in one that doesn’t fling its own poo. Or anyone else’s poo for that matter. No poo flinging in general, just to be clear.

Oh, and non-smoking of course.

Via: Sober in a Nightclub

Saying so long to the King and the Boss

Squirrel_spinning_basketbalIt’s been a busy seven days in the sports world.
Spain has been crowned the new top dog in soccer. Major League Baseball held its Midsummer Classic and lost two of the Big Apple’s favorites. And of course, the NBA was turned topsy turvy by the announcement of the forming of the 3-Heat.
It was a week ago that LeBron James went from being the lone wolf in Cleveland to just one of the guys in Miami. King James ended his free agency by joining Dwyane Wade and Chris Bosh, turning his back on his home team Cavs and the chance to be “the man.”
I understand the lure of winning rings and appreciate the desire to be on a winning team. I get playing night after night with your best buddies, but personally I think becoming a part of a trio dilutes James’ chance to ascend above every other player. Now, instead of one “King,” we have three stars.
Michael Jordan didn’t bolt from Chicago after the Bulls were trounced in the playoffs those first few seasons. The Bulls didn’t rush out and try to sign Charles Barkley or Karl Malone.
Instead, they drafted a lanky kid out of Central Arkansas. When he was selected, nobody expected Scottie Pippen to grow into the perfect accomplice to Jordan, but he did.
LeBron may have lost as many fans as he made with all the hoopla prior to the switch to the Heat. I know I was turned off by the deafening crescendo of media noise leading up to his primetime special. Yes, there was interest in whether loyalty would win out over playing in a state with no income tax, but we really didn’t need a 24-7 accounting of his every waking moment.
The Heat have definitely improved their chances of taking the title from Kobe and the Lakers, but we’ll see if there are enough shots in a game to satisfy the Heats’ new superstars.
Then on Tuesday, baseball lost an icon. New York Yankees owner George Steinbrenner succumbed to a heart attack.
As much as LeBron flipped the NBA script with his free agency, Steinbrenner changed baseball with his decision to buy the best players available.
I was just a kid back in ye olden days when the lure of cold hard cash first put many of my favorite players in pinstripes. As a fan of the Oakland A’s then, it was hard to watch former A’s Reggie Jackson and Catfish Hunter end up in New York. I guess that’s how Pittsburgh Pirates fans feel in this day and age.
After buying the Yankees in 1973, Steinbrenner with his famous altercations with managers and players became as synonymous with his team as any player on the field. Heck, he even became a pop culture star when George Costanza had frequent encounters with The Boss on television’s “Seinfeld.”
Dying only days after legendary Yankees announcer Bob Sheppard, it was fitting the 80 year old passed away on the day the All-Star game was played. He wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

Big Bang Boom

I’ve posted a tremendous work by the stop-motion animator Blu on this blog before. It was his work Muto.

Blu is back with an amazing take on the creation and evolution of our planet and the creatures upon it, including us human folks.

Settle in and prepare to be entertained as the world gets started and ends with a “Big Bang Boom.”

Big Boned Feel Good Friday Edition

I made you suffer earlier this week with a female singer who spells her name differently, so now I’ll treat you to another siren with unusual spelling.

From the Ke$ha and Star Trek “Tik Tok” mashup to kd lang’s “Big Boned Gal.”

Happy Friday everyone!