Seriously. I cannot go say enough about how great Pia Guerra's work on Y the Last Man was. The last issue could have almost went without dialogue, that's how great her work was in the last book. The picture above is probably the saddest thing I've ever seen in any medium of entertainment.
- Tuesday: Humpy's Pub Quiz Day - Went last night, it was fun and insanely difficult, but we have a new trivia night!
- Wednesday: Comic Day - aka the release of the last issue of Y the Last Man. So excited...so sad.
- Thursday: Lost Day - The two hour season premiere of Lost, with Amy joining me as she has power watched the hell out of the third season to get ready for it.
- Friday: Review Day - My first annual review for my job is hitting. I'm alternately terrified and very excited, but it should be cool.
- Saturday: Battlestar Day - My sister and I wrap up all the existing episodes of Battlestar Galactica in preparation for April 4th (aka the beginning of season 4, or the season of seasons as I call it).
- Sunday: Super Bowl Sunday - New England Patriots. New York Giants. The Super Bowl. Party at my place, making pizzas, snacks, bunch of people. Should rock the heezy, although I'm a bit nervous - my boys better win!
So that's my week, minus one day of course. I'd say I'm most excited for the Super Bowl, but I may be lying as I secretly may be more excited for the last issue of Y the Last Man today. I'm really nervous, sad, and excited about it. It's the 60th issue, it's been going on for 5+ years...I just know it's so hard to end things well in a series. I have the faith that Brian K. Vaughan and Pia Guerra can do it, but man, they face a lot of history to do that.
It's probably a tie with the Super Bowl though. It's going to be a great party, I just hope the Patriots don't keep it that close so I don't have to act like a freak amongst all of my friends. Only select few of them have seen me act like a crazy person while watching them play. Also really just for my sanity, because I get stressed enough during regular season games - the Super Bowl takes me to the limit. It's just awesome seeing them in the Super Bowl again, especially with how last years season ended.
I hear going 19-0 may be pretty cool too.
Maybe that's just me though.
Now the point of this blog post is not to identify my workout habits. That would be a very, very lame blog post. Not that this isn't necessarily, but I do find this topic to be vaguely amusing. No, the topic of this is the title, which is the Butt Pat.
I was playing against this one guy in his 30's who plays often and is pretty solid, and then the other guy (the guy I was guarding and was guarding me) was a guy probably in his 60's who was wearing a Scottie Pippen Portland Trailblazers jersey. Of course, the guy who was guarding me, Scottie as he will be remembered, was a person who was a big time proponent of the butt pat, which is a tactic often used by teammates or opponents to congratulate someone for a job well done or nice try...or really anything of that sort.
After years and years of playing sports, I've gotten used to that. But when people are doing that randomly during the game and repeatedly, even if literally nothing has happened, well...that is just weird. He was doing this pretty much all the time. Looking back on it, I find it hilarious (especially given a certain friend of mine's travels on Craig's List in which she found out that the Alaska Club West - where this took place - is apparently frequented by many gay men). It was definitely a little weird...not that there is anything wrong with that.
I did get my revenge however, as his apparent focus on the butt pat led me to have open threes towards the end of the game, and we went from being down 12-7 to winning 16-14, largely in part because of myself catching fire. 4's threes and a turnaround jumper to win it. Count it!
Quick side note in here, entirely unrelated. A little while back I made a post about my coworker asking me if I got in a fight, because she thought I had a black eye. This was of course because the bags under my eyes were so intense it looked like that. This happened again today. Good lord, I'm a freak.
Maybe this happened because it's 10:52 pm and instead of going to bed, I'm writing a blog. Sometimes the answers to questions we have are pretty easy to figure out.
- 3 day pass = $269. Wowza. If I went, the only thing left in my wallet would be a suicide note, because I would be broke, broke, broke.
- Indio, California in May? 100+ degrees. No shade? 110 degrees. Stuck amongst a ton of other concert goers? Feels like 125. This way I'd just say die straight out.
- Don't know a lot of people around Indio, so costs to stay would be higher.
- Headliners are not great enough to make the whole thing a true value proposal.
As much as I like a lot of the bands playing (Quick rundown...Day 1: Jack Johnson, the Verve, Fatboy Slim, Tegan and Sara, the Swell Season, the National, Animal Collective, Stars, Aesop Rock, Minus the Bear, Jens Lekman, Architecture in Helsinki, Rogue Wave; Day 2: Portishead, Death Cab for Cutie, Rilo Kiley, M.I.A., Cold War Kids, DevotchKa, Flogging Molly, Islands, MGMT, Dredg; Day 3: Roger Waters (Sub-Parentheses! Doing Dark Side of the Moon!), the Streets, Murs, the Field, and Sia...phew), I'm definitely not dying to see any of them. Day 1 would be pretty awesome, but seriously, last year was headlined by Rage Against the Machine, Bjork, and the Red Hot Chili Peppers, with other luminaries like the Arcade Fire, Air, Interpol, and LCD Soundsystem playing. It just doesn't compare.
So in the first year I really, REALLY considered going, I'm just going to have to pass on you Coachella. Too many negatives, not enough big positives.
But I had to blog about it. I didn't want the blog police to come over and ask me why I didn't blog about Coachella. I just couldn't let that happen!
I'm absolutely shocked. Beyond shocked. You never see this type of thing happen, and its always weird to think of celebrities running into problems when they seemingly have everything made in the shade (stated because death was originally reported as overdose). Incredibly tragic news.
Friday evening, myself, Jon, Hannah, Lacey, and Kevin attended the 2008 Great Alaska Beer and Barley Wine Festival. I'd never been, but I'd heard loads of good things so I was very excited about attending. Those good things? All they managed to do was underrate the greatness of the GABBF (that's right...suck that acronym). Two things I will for sure do next year though is to buy my ticket ahead of time (everyone else got a head start on the drinking because they had tickets and I had to wait in line for 45 minutes...in January Alaskan weather...not smart) and to bring my camera.
Why did I forget my camera? Because my paranoia fueled me to go straight from Cloverfield (which was an excellent monster movie and an altogether good time) to the Festival and get in line once I found out that the pre-sale was now over for the Fest. When I got there there were a ton of people in line and only 50 tickets left, hence the 45 minute wait...which is why there was no camera on me and I was wearing a Wes Welker jersey (it was casual day at work...I take that term quite literally apparently). No less, even though there was no photographic evidence to be had, I can tell you one thing: it absolutely rocked.
First off, the beer was uniformly good. I had only two beers out of 30+ that were not good, and even though when they were not good they were horrifically disgusting, that 1/15 ratio is pretty damn excellent if you ask me. I'm going to go ahead and call Fort George's North barley wine the beer of the festival, as yours truly described it as "spine tingly delicious." The fact the brewery was located in Astoria, Oregon (home place of the Goonies) had nothing to do with my selection. I frequented the barley wines, and I was very impressed with my first barley wine overload.
Second off, the crew was fantastic and running into a lot of people I know while they were plastered was pretty hilarious. Jon and I had a great time being the heavy drinkers for our team, as we were pushing each other to churn through our 30+ tickets that we had in 2 hours we had to do it in. Of course we did it, and we rocked hard...although I think we both felt it the next day. I had a great time chilling with Hannah while the rest of the crew smoked, and Lacin (Lacey and Kevin...their engaged so I can combine them into one name) were fun as always.
Finally, there is nothing like the sensation of having 30+ brewers serving you beer, and all you have to give them is a little purple ticket. I know I had to pay money to get in there, but when you are drinking and you have to exchange a stupid ticket for a sample of delicious beer, it really feels free. I have this theory that everything is better when its free, and this theory is no less sound when referencing alcohol. Hell, considering how expensive it is normally, I think it works even more accurately.
So all in all, I loved the Great Alaska Beer and Barley Wine Festival. I'm already excited for next year, and hope I can get even more people to go. Also, I now know what I need to do to make next years experience even better. Just 363 (ish) more days 'til next years festival!
Also, thanks to Amy for being the first person to give me presents, buying me a delicious White Chocolate Mocha and Almond Poppyseed Muffin for breakfast AND hooking me up with the Fountainhead by Ayn Rand and a Dave Eggers book whose title escapes me. Not to mention the fact she actually brought a candle to put in my muffin (which was a trick candle that would literally not go out...Kaladi Brothers by Title Wave may have burnt down by now) and serenaded me with the world's quickest rendition of Happy Birthday. Needless to say, Amy is the early frontrunner for MVBW (Most Valuable Birthday Wisher for the uninitiated).
Regardless, I had to make a bday post because I feel as if it will be a wonderful way to score comments, so comment to stroke my ego as a birthday present. Yay ego stroking! I kid (sort of).
Also, if you are feeling extravagant, I also accept tickets to the Super Bowl as a present (assuming of course that it is the Pats vs. Packers...or Pats vs. Giants for that matter...my boys the Patriots will be in it one way or another...knock on wood) or tickets to the below event. How cool is the below event for me? It's a celebration for the release of the last issue of one of my all time favorite comics, Y the Last Man, and it features special guest Joss Whedon and the magnificent creative team from Y the Last Man, Brian K. Vaughan and Pia Guerra. There will be Q and A, there will be punch, and there will be all kinds of awesomeness I'm sure. If you feel the need to express how you feel about me financially, I fully encourage tickets to either of those events as the way to go. But that's just me.
Tragically, Hooters of Anchorage, Alaska is now closed for business (until supposedly the summer). This is terrible news, as it happened to fall on the very day we were to go to Trivia, and doubly terrible because Lacey's fiance Kevin was going to get his first foray into trivia himself. Robbed of trivia, we all still had a good time with a Taco Night mixed with Rock Band and partial viewings of Grease and Terminator 2, but it just was not the same.
That begs the question...will life be the same without trivia night? I previously had a post about Wednesday were my favorite days of the week because of the perfect combination - Comics and Trivia. Now we're down one part of the amazing day at least temporarily, my weeks have been downgraded a bit because of the lack of my precious trivia. I'm sure I will find something to fill the Trivial Pursuit shaped hole in my heart, but it will take time to heal that wound. All I know is that Hooters shutting down was definitely NOT what I wanted for my birthday.
Stupid Hooters not making me happy...
R.I.P. Drunken Cowboys (2005-2008)
Quick aside...I call Koots the Royal Fork of bars. For those that do not know what Royal Fork is, its a buffet restaurant that has a lot of food, tons of varieties, but none of it is very good. Koots is "world famous" for its 8 bars within one bar setup. Hence the Royal Fork of bars. Needless to say, being called the Royal Fork of bars is not the best thing to be known as.
Back to the point, it was a great time, but it also acted as a microcosm for my success (or lack there of) with girls over the last year. Now I've been "successful" with girls over the last while, but it seems that whenever I meet one, there is always some glaringly large negative that impedes my ability to date them. Example? Saturday I met three really cool girls, each of whom had the aforementioned giant negatives. What were they?
- Girl #1 - Was a Flight Attendant who was in town two days a week and loved her job. Extremely attractive, into me, yet never here.
- Girl #2 - Cool girl who I knew through a friend, pretty attractive, yet found out way later on in the night that she was a) currently dating someone and b) getting over someone else.
- Girl #3 - Comes by, makes a comment to me essentially saying "I'm unbelievably interested, find me and talk some more." I go find her, talk for a while, get her number...at which point she announces she has two kids.
Does it make me a terrible person for quickly losing interest in all three of these people? Typically, every girl I've been meeting that I'm interested in fits into one of five classes. The previous three (Transient, dating someone, has kids) and two others...
- Girl #4 - Cool, attractive, interested...married. I'll call her Girl #2 squared, which fittingly would make her girl #4 anyways.
- Girl #5 (with a bullet) - Very cool, very attractive, seemingly interested, yet is a combination of overly busy and "not" interested, thus nothing ever happens.
Those are the five classes of girls that I meet anymore. My friend Amy and I frequently lament to each other about why is it so hard to find someone that is dateable in Alaska, and you know what? That's a damn good question. I guess I just need to meet girls in other places, but its so hard to do that anywhere really.
I'm really not too worried about it to be honest, but it really is amazing that I have such bad luck and that it really is so hard to find someone in such a ridiculously large place. My day will come, I know that.
A little over two weeks after Christmas, I believe I've come up with what is my favorite present. One of the things I asked for after getting recommendations from people I talked to about comics and from a lecturer I saw a while back (See my post Understanding Comics) was the series of comics called Scott Pilgrim, created by Bryan Lee O'Malley. They are much more akin to Manga than they are to traditional comic books, but at the same time not similar to them at all. They are digest sized books that follow around the 23 year old Scott Pilgrim in his bizarre journey to date the delightful Ramona Flowers.
How's this for a plot? He meets this girl, but to capture her love he has to defeat her seven evil ex-boyfriends. Along the way, he's trying to survive his ex-girlfriend (deranged high schooler Knives Chau), melt faces with his band (named Sex Bob-Omb), brave ex-girlfriend related panic attacks (caused by ex-love-of-his-life and honest to god rock star Envy Adams), and continue to live in his one room apartment that he shares with his gay roommate Wallace, with no money or any real prospects. Besides the fact he's pretty much the best fighter in Canada, as he proves in battles against the League of Ramona's Evil Ex-Boyfriends.
The influences of this book range everywhere from Manga, traditional comics (Scott wears a jacket that has a patch he got from Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters), Indie Rock, musical elitists, sitcoms, video games, everything. It can be incredibly touching, real, hilarious, badass, and altogether awesome at any different moment. Scott himself is a strangely likeable guy for someone who is so stuck on himself, and the rest of the supporting cast is absolutely fantastic (especially Sex Bob-Omb drummer and other Scott ex Kimberly Pine). O'Malley's heavily manga influenced art is alternately crisp in a comic strip type of way, while showing the kinetic energy of his aforementioned influences.
I'd recommend this to anyone, besides the fact I know that there is still a lot of skepticism about the comic book medium. Can it really be good, or is the perception of it (kiddy and ridiculous) true? Quick answer, yes and it isn't, respectively. Generally, the comic book medium has gained a lot of respectability (check out Jeff Jensen's article in Entertainment Weekly this week as a bit of mainstream proof) recently, and its because of titles like Scott Pilgrim that it has done this. Have guts? Want to try something new? Pick up Scott Pilgrim. Maybe you'll like it, and if you do, you'll probably love it.
After making my New Year's resolutions and watching Ratatouille, I had an incredible desire to start cooking bigger meals (even if, as someone reminded me, I was just cooking for myself). I love cooking, and the bigger and more complex meals definitely bring out the best in my cooking and in food. First up this past weekend, I made some delicious Pad Thai, and continuing with my Thai theme, I made some Yellow Chicken Curry.
After the baking in the oven
My plate vs. the whole dish
This turned out pretty awesome, although it was a bit spicy because I put in two pretty intense red peppers in there that stepped it up quite the notch. Next time I may go a bit more mild as the spice was a bit overpowering. No less, great second foray into big meal cooking. What's next for me? No idea, can't wait though. I love cooking and it's been fantastic getting back into it.
Regardless of all that, here are my top 30 cd's of 2007. Note that there is literally no space to do write ups, so just let me say they are tiered like this.
1-5 are "I can recommend these to anyone and they'd be loved."
6-8 are "I could recommend these to 95% of everyone I know and they'd feel strongly towards them."
9-15 and 18 are "If I find the right person, this will be an absolutely cherished CD."
16-20 and 29 (minus 18) are "Reliable, but not going to bowl anyone over."
21-23 are "Great music for a very specific mood. Outside of that mood, prepare for bed."
24-26 are "Proceed with caution...can be ridiculously great...can be absolutely bizarre."
27-30 (minus 29) are "Indie darlings whom I like less than everyone else, but are still very good."
Very odd scale for sure, but that is kind of how I look at it.
1. Spoon - Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga
2. The Apples in Stereo - New Magnetic Wonder
3. Motion City Soundtrack - Even If It Kills Me
4. The Shins - Wincing the Night Away
5. Against Me! - New Wave
17. Arctic Monkeys - Your Favourite Worst Nightmare
21. The Good Life - Help Wanted Nights
22. Iron and Wine - The Shepherds Dog
23. The Field - From Here We Go Sublime
Breakdown by Network: 2 for Showtime, NBC, CW, and ABC, 1 for Sci-Fi, HBO, Discovery, and Fox.
1. Battlestar Galactica (Sci-Fi)
I am a complete and absolute Battlestar Galactica freak. Even though it only had 11 episodes this season, those 11 were so absolutely uniformly superb that no other show could fit here. I won't go on too much about this because everything about this show is the best on TV, but I'd like to point that Aaron Douglas (Chief Tyrol), Michael Hogan (Exec. Officer Saul Tigh), and Jamie Bamber (Lee Adama) really took the leap this year, transcending limitations earlier in the series to really set themselves apart. In addition, the season finale was the single greatest hour of television I've ever seen.
No fooling. Check this show out.
2. Dexter (Showtime)
Oh Dexter. How sad for you that I am an absolute Bstar nutcase...otherwise you'd be a clear cut number one. Dexter does have one thing going for it that no one else does, and that is the greatest character/performance on TV today: Michael C. Hall as Dexter.
With season 1 being so incredible and the plot line so riveting, I didn't see how it was possible that they could top it. Season 2 took a completely obvious plot thread (how I didn't see it, I have no idea) and ran with it, completely and utterly topping the first season in all regards. Darkly hilarious, wickedly clever, and occasionally tragic. Dexter set itself apart this year.