Nine Dead Gay Guys

Nine Dead Gay Guys was funny. Of course, as with "Something About Mary" I felt a bit uneasy laughing at some of the things. But it was an equal opportunity lampoon. It poked at just about everyone. There was a Guy Ritchy or Danny Boyle sensibility with the movie. Plots moved forward backward sideways and possibly inside out. It was almost a screwball comedy on the order of "What's Up Doc?".

The netflix DVD I had was filthy or scratched. But I did not notice how bad it was skipping, until about "20 minutes" into it, I noticed the DVD player clock had 40. So there may be some holes in my understanding of the plot. But I did not want to stop watching. To interrupt what it was, in case the damage was permanent. I did not want to end the experience. Once ended, I took it out, and it was smudged. I'll watch it again this weekend with the commentary on. I hope it was not scratched, if it was, I'll send it back to Netflix and ask for a new copy. I really did like it that much. I want to view the asides. This was very telling, because usually with a skipping disk, the first thing I do is take it out and wipe.

Nine Dead Gay Guys - is one of the most irreverent movie titles I have seen, but the movie is too.

--Motto--
Mens conscia recti
-a Mind concious of what is right.
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Pajama Party

I have long been fascinated by the 60's beach movies, but held them in a state of muted disdain. My mom loved them, and talked about them, but I never watched them. But now, with DVR and Showtime unlimited, I am exposed to a bunch of them.

I recorded "Gidget Gets Married", and was uninterested. Today, on a lark, I recorded and watched "Pajama Party". I loved it and give it 5 stars (for what it is).

I have a unique ability to have a sliding scale when rating movies. A 5 star beach flick is not the same to me as a 5 star drama. It's like when a teacher grades a good student's paper harder than a struggling student. I am used to this enlightened form of discrimination, as I was always the bright kid. When they were not harsher on me, I ended up testing out of a lot of things, and not learning much. But enough of the Declaration of my Genius...

I enjoyed "Pajama Party" for all its hokeyness and silliness. Much on the same level I enjoyed "Who's That Girl". But that is a subject of a different article.

I wonder if "Pajama Party" is representatives of the genre, and should I look forward to a summer of fun with these movies? or was it anomalous and the best of the (worst?) best?

--Motto--
Mens conscia recti
-a Mind concious of what is right.
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Cult of the Damned

On Showtime this month is the forgettable "Cult of the Damned" from 1969. The original title was Angel, Angel, Down We Go. I set my DVR to tape it because of the title. I thought it would be a cheesy EuroTrash soft gore horror flick, on the order of Jess Franco.

Nope.

I think the filmmakers were on acid when they made it. I think the actors were huffing airplane glue. It is next to impossible to understand. Jim Morrison wannabes, Georgie Girl clones (or Is that Tracy Turnblad?). A Bisexual Billionaire, a hard drinking, ex porno actress, wife, polymorphous perversity and some funky psychedelic art.

If you can tell the difference between the dream sequences, the fantasies and the plot, than you are not paying well enough attention. I think it was made to be watched, when the viewer is all f%$^ked up. I am going to DL it to my VCR, or keep it in "I Delete" mode until I can watch it on Absinthe.

A friend of mine, picked up a bottle for me, as a gift, in Spain last month. I should have it this week. I will try and keep some Absinthe soused notes and write a follow up to this review. One that will make a little less sense. While I am at it, maybe I will watch Carnival of Souls, and David Lynch's Dune, as well.

--Motto--
Mens conscia recti
-a Mind concious of what is right.
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Four Month Anniversary

I've done the math, and realized its been 4 mos since my surgery.  I am going to go out and celebrate.  People on the Fourth (The third -- don't ask) could not believe how much different I look than when I got out of the hospital.  I cannot believe how fast these 4 mos. Have gone by.  How many changes have happened.  How much better things seem to be now.  Saturday I felt healthier than I did last year, healthier than I did in 2000 for that matter.  Makes me wonder if I was affected somewhat even then.  But it could have really been my Asthma.

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Kevin

Joe Workshop

My years of watching DIY and HGTV and Fine Living, and Discovery Home, and
reading, PM, PS. Readymade, and a slew of others has finally come to fruit.
I got my workshop up and running. This has been a "dream" of mine for 15
years, when I bought my first house. I had a nicer one there, but this one
will do fine. I got it organized today and managed to complete 3 or four
projects today alone. What caused this? I repainted 2 tables and a cart,
and started work on a step stool. I started to crave a space to do it in.
I had this huge workbench downstairs. I pimped it out with a phone, a fan,
and am lined up to have cable down there. For now an MP3 capable boom box
will do just fine.

Actually, the a/v junction box is already mounted, I took care of that in my
frenzy this morning. Now I just need to run cables/cords from my DVR/DVD
Player upstairs down to the central junction, from which I can get the
signal up to my bedroom as well. I opted only for the digital cable in the
Surround Sound room. My big dilemma is whether or not to have dvd go down
to the junction, which would allow simultaneous playing of all my a.v
content on 3 TV's simultaneously. Or just the cable audio and TV signal,
which would allow the cable music to play elsewhere when the dvd player is
playing. As I discuss the options with Herr Blog, I realize the latter
would only benefit a multi-person household. I live alone. So the a/v
signal will come form the Television outputs, which will pull the signal.
No wait, the dvd sound does not ever enter the TV. I'll figure a way to do
it. I think the Surround Sound system has a l/r RCA analog out, of which I
an run to the TV, which will fix that.

I got so into the workshop I kept postponing my gym appointment. Ultimately
I realized I can go tomorrow now that I am in phase 3. Tomorrow I need to
get down town, and get a copy of my deed, meet with my attorney, talk with
my counselor, drop off a CD, then off to the gym. I'll probably be too worn
out to work out. But I would not have traded this day for any other.

My mom pointed out that today is the forth anniversary of me being admitted
to thew hospital. Knowing what I know now, I was almost dead that day.
Except that I am freakishly strong.

I was scheduled with a Dr through Social Security to give me a physical. I
hope they check my heart function, because I look like a million bucks.

--Motto--
Mens conscia recti
-a Mind concious of what is right.
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I'm gonna strut

I finished my 8 weeks of stage 2 cardiac rehab today, which is 24 visits of monitored workouts at essentially a gym. For the last weeks, I have been doing the treadmill, bike, rower, stepper, and recently, weights. They measured me at the beginning, weight and percentage body fat. They took the same measurements today. I was astounded at my progress. Incidentally, someone today, asked me if I was a marine or a former marine due to my work out progress while still in a monitored state. He said that's about the only kind of man I would expect to be able to do what you do as soon as you are doing it. He asked, I told. I have never been a member of the Arm Forces, but I did watch a lot of M*A*S*H.

The math... 157# * 17% bf = 26.69# fat, 130.31# the rest 161# * 14% bf = 14.51# fat, 146.49# the rest 26.69# - 14.51# = 12.18 pounds of fat lost 146.49# - 130.31# = 16.18 pounds of muscle gained

Ok here are the numbers.
I was 157 pounds when I started, and am 161 pounds now
my body fat percentage when I started was 17%, and 14% now
this represents 12.18 pounds of fat lost, and 16.18 pounds of muscle gained.

according to some chart 14-17% is considered "fit" 6-13% is considered
"athletic", but I think that is pretty damn good.

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Kronick
...but still Feelin' Better, Stronger, Faster

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Second Hand Smoke free since February 2004
... to infinity, and beyond!

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--Motto--
Mens conscia recti
-a Mind concious of what is right.
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Black Tie White Noiz

Some guy once said derisively that I have a tuxedo for every day of the week. Depending on what you count as a tuxedo, that is not entirely correct. I have 3 Black standards, 2 True Navy Standards, a Black waist coat, a white standard, and royal blue sequined. So technically that is 8, more than one a day for a week. But The white one is in real bad shape, as it is vintage 80s, the blue sequins is a novelty jacket of very low quality. My standards have a variety of lapels, and a variety of designers/brands. Two are former rentals.

One night, I was a presenter at a local awards show. One of he catty queens said to me in all seriousness, "I thought you'd go all out for this". I thought two things, this is a formal awards show in an ornate historic theatre, covered by the press. A tuxedo is appropriate. The other thought was "Who is this bitch criticizing a Dior?" I do have a reputation as a flashy dresser, and that is mostly what I think she meant, but geez.

--Motto--
Mens conscia recti
-a Mind concious of what is right.
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Speedo Poly Mesh Square Leg Male

I found the swimsuit I want. The Speedo square, for under $25 - Penney's Dick's or a few other places.
Speedo Poly Mesh Square Leg Male

Cool Idea

I have this cool idea. Related to a sleeping porch, I wonder if I would be allowed to build my hard-wall tent in my back yard as a summer sleeping room? I could tuck it away in the corner of my yard, and have a raised boardwalk leading up to it. It could straddle the swale. Much like the garden shed, it could even replace the garden shed, "hiding" completely. Step one would be building a deck platform. Then the walls, and frame, then the cotton duck or canvas.

--Motto--
Mens conscia recti
-a Mind concious of what is right.
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Flirting

People are flirting. Today I think the young male pharmacist was
flirting with me. It was just small talk, but it was the way he was
talking. And the fact he rushed over to help me when he saw me. Not
passing go, not collecting $200. If he'd have been a woman, he'd have been
twisting his hair and touching her breasts. Last week it was the bank
teller. Or maybe I am turning into one of those said "s/he wants me" kind
of people. I do not think everyone is, it seems to happen more
when I am dressed real well. I did look especially buff this morning. My
snug Tee accentuated my chest, and my pecs poked out my vest.

--Motto--
Mens conscia recti
-a Mind concious of what is right.
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