Thursday, August 31, 2006

Kickers

Courtesy of Galley Brother B.J.: Check out this clip and watch the top right-hand corner at the 0:16 mark. The kicker’s pursuing the play, presumably to try one of the patented kicker crappy dive/chop block tackles. Then, he sees a bunch of blockers coming at him.

So he turns and runs away.

Tragic Little Desperado

Fug Girl Heather listens into a Simpson family meeting. Very funny:
ASHLEE SIMPSON: You guys NEVER thought this would happen! DID YOU? NO! You NEVER thought I would be the hot one! AT LAST! THE STICKS OF BUTTER I HAVE BEEN WHIPPING INTO HER NUTRA SLIM SHAKES ARE WORKING! I HAVE FINALLY DEFEATED HER MAGIC METABOLISM! SURE, IT'S ONLY LIKE FIVE POUNDS, BUT I WILL TAKE IT! THANK YOU GOD! MY BLOOD SACRIFICE IS IMMINENT!

JESSICA SIMPSON: (holds up sign reading: "It's just three pounds, but even if it were 35, I'd still be hotter than you, you tragic little desperado.")

Obligatory Sony Post

This is starting to get overly technical, but you'll get the gist:
Optical drive manufacturers have indicated that yield rates for blue laser diodes have been much behind demand. This shortage has forced Sony to suspend its blue laser shipments so that they can be used in the supposed 4 million PS3s being produced this year. . . .

Apparently the manufacturers of blue laser diodes, which are needed for both the Blu-ray and HD DVD optical drives, have not had much success in improving their yield rates. . . .

This puts Sony in particular in quite a bind. Sony has obviously invested quite a bit in the Blu-ray format and the company would very much like consumers to pick up a Blu-ray player and not an HD DVD player or the HD DVD peripheral for Microsoft's Xbox 360. In order to make sure that the Blu-ray enabled PlayStation 3 does not run into any further problems, Sony has actually suspended shipments of blue laser diodes to other customers so that the components can be used for PS3 manufacturing first.

I'm sure that last part is going to go over well.

Be True To Your School

Last week, the Collegiate Licensing Company published its list of schools whose logos sold the most merchandise. For five years, the University of North Carolina was the most popular. But now, UT-Austin is on top, followed by Michigan, Notre Dame, Georgia, and UNC. No other demographic breakdown is provided so there's no telling what sells where, though I haven't seen too many Texas shirts around here. Of note is George Mason jumping on the list at 73, no doubt benefiting from its tourney run, and Boise State (49) edging out the likes of Georgetown (54), BC (56), and Villanova (58). To see how well your school did, click on the above link.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Eagles Predictions

Galley Friend and Cowboy Super Fan L.B. sends in this hopeful prediction:
Looking at their schedule, they should get off to a hot start. Four of their first 6 games are out of the division and against *bad* teams--Houston, San Fran, Green Bay, and New Orleans--and the two division games (Giants, Dallas) are at home.

They should be at least 4-2 after that stretch, maybe 5-1. Problem is, their finish is brutal. Starting in late November, their last 6 games are: @Indianapolis; Carolina; and then three straight division games on the road--@Skins, @Giants, @Cowboys--before finishing w/Atlanta at home. I think they'd be happy finishing that stretch 3-3. So if they can manage to win 2 or 3 of those middle 4 games in their schedule (@Tampa, Jacksonville, Washington, Tenn) they go 9-7 or 10-6 and make the playoffs.

Looking at their roster (a very cursory look)... I like the Stallworth trade, although I think they're lacking depth at LB and trading Simoneau might come back to haunt them. I like the deep D-line, which should be very good. I'd worry about the secondary, which took a big step back last year. Still, it should be a good defense. On offense, the concern is whether they'll be as pass-happy as they were last year. They need a real running game....

The NFC East should be fun to watch this year--Eagles, Giants, and Cowboys should all be good. I think the Redskins are overrated (see the shellacking their first unit got at the hands of the Patriots last week), and I plan to enjoy watching them not only perform below expectations this year, but be sentenced to salary-cap and no-draft-choices-left hell in the years to come.

That sounds overly-optimistic to me, but I'm a homer.

Happy Birthday, Father Martin

Today is the birthday of Reverend James Martin, SJ. Currently residing at Georgetown University, Father Martin is the oldest Jesuit in the world. He turned 104. And yet, if you snooped around Georgetown's website, you would be hard-pressed to find mere mention of this occasion, which is unfortunate. (His website bio hasn't even been updated in two years.)

Father Martin once drove me from a barbershop back to Georgetown's main campus--he could still get around back then, as a sprightly 90-year-old. ("Drove" might also not be the most accurate word. We sort of just floated down Wisconsin Avenue.) All the while he struck up a conversation with me. I kept telling him my name was Vic and he kept calling me Pat. "So where you from, Pat?" he asked. Martin, who was born when Teddy Roosevelt was president, was once posted in the Philippines and explained to me how he taught the local kids how to play baseball. This was in the 1930s. During the Second World War, he served as an Army-Air Corps chaplain.

Today Father Martin is mostly wheel-chair bound, a little hard of hearing, and a little hard of seeing. But I've been told he still enjoys a hearty breakfast of bacon and eggs. We should all be so lucky.

Eagles Talk in 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . .

Galley Friend S.B. sent me this clip of a sports-talk show where the guest is Len Pasquarelli.

I don't know when this was taped, but the host refers to Todd "Stinkston" in the promo. Pasquarelli gets on the air and immediately takes umbrage, asking the host how many times he's gone over the middle in an NFL game and insisting that Pinkston is a pretty good player. After about 20 seconds, Pasquarelli hangs up.

In related news, the Eagles released Pinkston today. They probably didn't do that because they have too much depth at wide-out. Ah, Pasquarelli, the sage of ESPN football. If you paired him in a podcast feature with that genius Sean Salisbury, then I'd totally buy ESPN Mobile.

Just for kicks, watch this clip of Pinkston in action, and pay attention to the last line from the commentators:

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet

That pretty much sums up my beloved and beleaguered Redskins thus far, going 0-3 in the preseason and getting thumped by the Pats 41-0. But could it be at all possible that the Skins simply haven't revealed their cards, saving them for the regular season and the playoffs? After all, as Michael Wilbon points out, "To showcase all the good stuff in the preseason would be stupid beyond words. Why do that in games that don't count in the standings with players who won't be on the team in three weeks?" Also, "Al Saunders, boss of the offense, said as much the other day. He told The Post's Jason La Canfora that he has used perhaps 2 percent of the 700-page playbook.... The Redskins haven't tried to run any offense and I don't blame Saunders one bit. People who know about such things say Antwaan Randle El is going to be a big part of the offense, and the Redskins have barely had him on the field in the preseason." Not to mention Gibbs's history of preseason losing records in '82 and '91 followed by Super Bowl victories.

Not that Wilbon is convinced. And sadly I'm not either, though I hope I'm wrong. But how far can a team go with a 36-year-old quarterback?

It Has Begun

As most of us hoped knew, Terrell Owens is proving to be a problem in Dallas. It is difficult to explain how satisfying this news is.

What do we think the over/under is for number of games Owens plays for Dallas this year? 10? 12? 4?

Monday, August 28, 2006

Agassi, Pavel

Watching Agassi come roaring out of the gate on his first service game reminded me of a line from Kevin Costner's half-perfect For Love of the Game: "Today I throwing hard, Gus."

Update: If you're still up for some reason, turn on this match on USA. You can sleep tomorrow.

Nerd Alert!

Fine. I admit it. As if I didn't have enough to do. While furniture shopping on Sunday, I happened to pop into an Apple store and happened to purchase almost on a lark Civilization III: Complete. First of all, because I have a G4 and not a G5 or a Mac with Intel, I could not get the highly acclaimed CivIV. Nevertheless. In CivIII: Complete, there are all sorts of new and exciting possibilities, such as playing the Carthaginians or the Spaniards or the Dutch, even. But, as Mr. Last would say, For who? For what? Playing at the Regent level, I find that my Ottomans are getting trounced everywhere they go, swordsmen dying at the hands of feeble archers. Everyone is ganging up on me. And who knew the Hittites were so badass? Am I missing something? (Besides a life.)

If anyone has tips or recommendations, don't be afraid to chime in. You can always post anonymously.

Crossing the Line from Personal to Private

Matus just got this:



I'm jealous. Holler if you got furs, wines, and gems.

Chaucer Blog: Serpentes on a Shippe!

Galley Friend B.W. sends us this link to a spoylerez- and Olde English-filled review of SoaP. For the Medieval scholar in all of us.

SEAL AND HEIDI KLUM AT THE EMMYS - What Would Tyler Durden Do

A lot of people have written in to tell me that the Blog Crush has lost his fastball (and to suggest that he isn't even writing WWTDD anymore). This post would suggest otherwise.

Friday, August 25, 2006

A Philly Moment

From a Philly woman's essay about being an extra in Invincible:
I was then sent to hair and makeup - and was told that my hair and makeup looked "just perfect."

"But you haven't done anything yet."

"Lucky for us you did it so authentically. Saves us time."

"But I'm not looking authentic. This is what I really look like."

"Just go to the holding room, lady. You're done."

God bless Philadelphia.

Good News for PS3

I'm tough, but fair. This is pretty cool.

Snakes on a Plane--The Bay Script

Adding to our Bay Blog archive, sexy Galley Reader Peter sends in the lost Michael Bay scrip for SoaP, reproduced below in its entirety.

Peter, by the way, needs to email me pronto so that I can hook him up with some cool swag and learn the secret to his internet skills.

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Snakes on a Plane: Platinum Dunes Pitch


Me and the guys at Platinum Dunes were working over Snakes on a Plane for New Line, but they passed it to David Ellis (genius of stunts, dude trained under the MASTER Hal Needham), which we were cool with, but now they’re courting Sam Jackson and they’ve gone and changed the f*cking title to f*cking Flight 121. I’m so f*cking annoyed, we’re totally not giving them our rewrites. I mean I’m not as annoyed as I was with Jessica Alba for refusing to eat Brooke Burke’s asshole out, but pretty annoyed. We put in some serious work into our treatment and notes, and they’re going in a completely different direction. Kozy (aka Scott Kozar) did a pass, but it was me and Jerry Stahl who worked out a great treatment that could easily be turned into an outline. sh*t was genius. We even had a couple of taglines ("Coffee? Tea? VENOM?" "They have all the leg room they need!” “Death on no legs!" “No legs. No mercy. No escape” "The lavatory is occupied . . . with snakes!" “You''ve never seen TERROR on this SCALE before!“) But if this work is going to waste, I figured I’d share it before FLIGHT 121 hits. Then you can decide which is the better movie (ours).

So anyway, here was our outline:

Voice over during credits:
"Flight 121 this is tower, what seems to be the problem?"

"There are snakes. On our plane. Over."

Fade in: Nick Steele is working as an undercover cop, who's working a drug bust. Chasing some Haitians, he and his partner get caught and tied up and tortured. With snakes. Steele passes out and they kill his partner first, but just then backup arrives and shoots the snake and the Haitians. Nick’s nickname? Mongoose.

After this stress he plans to go on vacation to see his mom. And he’s got a flight from LA to Hawaii. He’s a little unsure of himself, and he hates both snakes and planes because he was the son of a respected Air Force General, and his father died getting bitten by a snake while piloting a stealth bomber

Unfortunately, he’s on a plane under terrorist attacks. The snakes on the plane . . . They're super-smart snakes controlled by Arabs. Remote controlled. Brain implants. Terrorist snakes. They can also communicate with Morse code. There are fifteen snakes, and one is a good Snake, which was from a circus and was trained to fly a plane, while the other has a menacing red stripe down his back. All are poisonous, but only the two lead snakes can almost make human words, due to genetic mutations (again, that’d be part of the bitchin’ credit sequence, where you’d see coils of snakes wrapping around the credits and asphyxiating them).

On the flight are some random people (and a lot of Japanese tourists, cause they’re going to Hawaii and because I think it would be creepy to have them scream Hebi! often), but the main characters are Sally, the lead stewardess, to be played by Jessica Alba or Rachel Bilson (if Adam Brody’s cool with their “open relationship”), the bimbette stewardess (played by whomever I’m f*cking that month), the Selfish guy (played by Wayne Knight), and the betrayer Winston. There’s also a horny couple, a cheating husband, and the pilots, aka snake snacks. There’s also a wisecracking black guy who hates flying. The plane takes off under ominous conditions, and the characters are introduced as the plane settles into take off. Then we see the snakes breaking out of their suitcases. The passengers are oblivious at first, one thinks it’s the kid in front of him brushing his leg, but the snakes know to go to the front, though one stops off in the toilet, just as our horny young couple lock themselves in the bathroom:


"Don''t you want to join the mile high club?"

"Okay."

He unzips, she reaches in:

"Man that''s a big one."

"Really, I mean . . . yeah of course. Why don't you, you know, kiss it."

Then Girl goes down on her knees for a SNAKE ATTACK, and both die as the stewardess, who knew the two were going in there, figure the couple is copulating, when in fact they’re both dying. The snakes then make their way to the cockpit. Fade out

Fade in on a secondary stewardess going into the c*ck pit, and pushing the Captain. . . . But he’s dead! Then she pushes the copilot and he’s dead too, and when she attempts to give him mouth to mouth, a snake jumps out of the dudes throat and kills her!

She hits the controls, and the plane encounters serious turbulence and instead of the oxygen masks dropping down, SNAKES DROP DOWN! (in this sequence a snake slips in between some chick’s massive cleavage). Nick rushes to the front and grabs two snakes by their tails and whips them against the cockpit and hits the autopilot button, and grabs the speaker to let the passengers know of their fate. There’s a snake POV shot, and Nick’s about to get bit, when the hero snake kills the other snake for him. Hero snake and Nick have a moment, and then hero snake slithers off as the evil snake kills the comedic black dude and heads for the cockpit. For you see, these snakes know how to fly planes.

One selfish guy grabs the plane's lone parachute from a woman about to give birth and given a way out of the horror he goes to the cargo area and jumps out of the plane ("See ya, suckers!") and gets to the point where it's time to pull the cord. Can you guess what is wrapped up in the chute and lands on his head, biting him furiously?

Everyone notes that the snakes have all gone to the front of the plane, so they cram into coach. Nick takes control but Winston bucks at his lead. Winston’s a c*cksure Wall Street guy whose father runs a Fortune 500 company. While arguing Nick hears Morse code. The hero snake tells him about the plan of the evil snakes. They’re going to pilot this jet into the Oscar ceremony, which coincidentally starts in 45 minutes! Winston disappears, and goes to the cockpit, and as he knows Morse code too, makes a deal with the evil leader snake, but we don’t know for what. He comes back saying he was using the bathroom.

Nick and Sally begin fashioning weapons, he then tells her why he hates snakes and flying, cause his dad died piloting the stealth, and that he used to be a top gun, but couldn’t fly any more after his dad died. The passengers create crude weapons out of wheeled luggage ("Let''s roll!"). It’s here where Nick grabs a minute with the hero snake, and names him Ace. Ace says he can talk a little and says,

"You---Me. Sssssssssssssame."

He also finds out these snakes can breed like crazy and in the cargo area there are already hundreds of snakes waiting for the call!

But as the boys are gearing up, they hear some tapping, and it’s Winston who’s signaling the snakes. Nick knows what the guy’s saying, and belts him one.

"I thought it was only the snakes who were cold blooded, but I guess I was wrong."

Nick is about to kill him, but decides,

"You're not even worth it."

Which allows Winston a chance to swing at Nick with the baseball bat he found in a carryon bag, but right as he's about to, he trips into the cargo area and is stuck in A PIT OF SNAKES THAT EAT HIM ALIVE! Now everyone knows that they're between the cockpit of doom and the cargohold of death.

But there’s an older businessman and he tells of how he cheated on his wife, and how he cheated on his taxes.

“I want something I haven’t had in thirty years . . . Dignity.”

So he heads downstairs and opens the tail thing and sacrifices himself to kill all the snakes below. He succeeds.

There’s only ten snakes left at the front of the plane, but they’ve circled around the c*ck pit. With Mongoose and Ace coming up front, it’s a deadly game of cat and mouse in the first class section (where there should be the trappings of wealth juxtaposed against the snakes… it’d be meaningful that way), and the boys and the rest of the surviving passengers kill them off, but Ace knows something… He can’t find the evil snake. Nick’s not worried about this, and he and Sally moves the pilots out and sweep the room for snakes while he and Ace pilot up. Suddenly they seem to be losing gas, and there’s something wrong. Because the auto pilot no longer works Nick is stuck in the pilot seat, while Ace goes down and finds that he has to have a duel off against the evil snake! I won’t spoil it, but the fight sequence would have been awesome!

So the snakes are gone (save for our hero snake) but Ace is forced to hold parts together with his body!
("Just a little longer, Ace. Just a little longer!") But he''ll die, and yet his massive coils are the only thing that can hold the plane together! Fortunately, he does what needs to be done, because that's what hero snakes with hearts of gold do! Finally Nick lands safely! But the snake is dead! Nick eulogizes Ace ("He was just trying to get home, just like the rest of us. Maybe we ain''t so different after all.") Sally offers to buy him a Mai Tai, even though they’re still in LA, but it sounds like they’re gonna do it soon.

You think that’s it, but wait . . . Final sequence of the movie, a rescue team finds the mervous guy’s body, and they take him on their helicopter. Though dead, there's movement on his body, and the film ends as his stomach explodes as it was full of snakes! Thus paving the way for SNAKES ON A HELICOPTER.

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Still Not in Movie Jail

It's almost Friday and I have a gift. For you. Links to what I can cobble together of the archive from the once-great Michael Bay Blog:

* Still Not in Movie Jail

* Mo cuishling for the puishling

* On Women and Science Fiction

* Dear Trey Parker . . . Suck it.

* Oscar Report Card

This is only the tip of the iceberg, of course. The real motherload is the two greatest Bay Blog posts of all time:

"Dating Fez"
http://michaelbay.blogspot.com/2005/03/dating-fez.html

and

"Snakes on a Plane: Platinum Dunes Pitch"
http://michaelbay.blogspot.com/2005/03/snakes-on-plane-platinum-dunes-pitch.html

If any of you interweb geniuses can figure out how to rescue those posts from the mists of time, there'll be booty in it for you.


I knew Sumner Redstone reminded me of someone. The late Ralph Bellamy comes to mind. As do Keith Richards and the Crypt Keeper.

PS3 Shortages on the Horizon

Why am I obsessed with Sony's PS3 blunder?

Why do we watch professional bull riding? Impending calamity is interesting.

We noted earlier that Sony hadn't even begun prodution on the PS3. Other people are noticing, too. According to this report:
Japanese brokerage Mitsubishi UJF Securities has lowered its rating on Sony, predicting a 50 per cent shortfall in the company's launch estimates for the PS3 which sent the share price down 3 per cent.

According to a report on Reuters, the analyst believes that component shortages - such as those which plagued Microsoft's Xbox 360 launch last year - will mean that Sony is unable to manufacture anything like the number of consoles planned in the short term.

"In the medium term this would mean that it would take longer for Sony to recover its huge investment in PS3 and thus we are downgrading the stock," stated Masahiko Ishino, Mitsubishi UFJ Securities analyst.

Shares in the company fell by 3.2 per cent on the announcement, investors wary of Sony's ability to deliver on its shipment forecast for the PlayStation 3.

The news comes just days after the platform holder clarified its November launch plans, forecasting 2 million units for the launch, with a further 2 million by the end of the calendar year.