If you’ve never seen “The Iron Giant” then not only are you missing the best Vin Diesel movie EVER (real tough call there), but you’re also missing one of the best animated movies ever, and in my humble geeked-out opinion, one of the best movies of the last 15 or so years. It’s fantastic. Somehow an animated movie finds a way to be charming, poignant, exciting, adventurous and still teach a lesson, all in 90 minutes, featuring a robot, and never be heavy-handed. It’s truly fantastic. The fellow who directed it, Brad Bird, is also responsible for a coupla other decent movies, animated and non; “The Incredibles”, “Ratatouille” & “Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol”. Yeah, he’s OK at his job.
Anyway, just saw this pic on tumblr and it did it’s job; reminded me how much I love this movie. Of What a shame it is so many people haven’t seen it still. And how much I want to watch it again. I’ve been on a great movie kick this week, watching “Beginners”, “Midnight In Paris” & “The Artist”. All fantastic in their own right. Still, “The Iron Giant” is better. Trust me. Or laugh at me. Many have before on this stance I’m not ashamed to take. They’re the ones missing out.
Look, it’s Molesta Claus outside the window! And he doesn’t want you to say anything. Except to tell your friends to check out these amazingly bad (call them “best-worst”) Christmas cards ever. And I mean ever. They’re just…I could try, with the assistance of many funnyfolk, to make cards this orgasmically awful, and we couldn’t even come close. And I’m a permanent resident of 1 Dysfunction Junction. And we’ve taken mre than our fair share of unintentionally awful and utterly hilarious pics around the holidays. I’ll share in the coming days. For now…enjoy. Love, Me16 Amazingly Terrible Christmas Cards
“This Christmas card turned out exactly the way I planned and in no way will this every be mocked.” — the photographer of all these cards
Oh my word! Oh lordy! Heavens to Betsy! And other sorts of old-timey grandmotherly exclamations! Why in blazes haven’t I posted to tumblr in about 6 months. For shame, me. FOR. SHAME. Well, inconsistency and disappointing others with reasonably low expectations of me is something I’ve been really good at for a long time. So, job well done, me. ANYHOODLES…I’ve wanted to share a bazillion things in recent months but just wore my lazypants too often. However, the cahnce to post & share a funny video that’s made by a buddy, therefore helping him out, got me to remove the lazypants and get back on board The Friendship (to quote this particular friend’s act, God’s Pottery). Krister Johnson (@kristerjohnson for the social media win!) takes North Koreans to task for their absurd public displays of mourning over the death of Kim Jong Il, a horrible horrible despotic “leader” who people should be celebrating the death of. North Koreans should be lighting bottle rockets out of their buttholes in the street, instead of making sure the establishment sees how “sad” they are. This is excellent. And so is getting back to posting on tumblr.
Quick question; why has it always been “Heavens to Betsy”? What did Betsy do that was so special that we would utter her name when surprised? And who was this Betsy in reference in the genesis of this time-honored expression? These are the kinds of things that keep me up at night. They’re not why I have trouble sleeping. The reason I have trouble sleeping is because these are the kinds of things that keep me up at night.
I saw this - http://bit.ly/pdGoHq - decided to make this. 5 minutes well spent. You know, because…yeah. Happy Labor Day weekend, everyone!
I am perpetually 12 years old and love baseball. That’s why I find this funny. Fister for Furbush = WIN / WINMLB Network
This is the greatest collection of names in a single trade since Urban Shocker was traded for Eddie Plank; a trade that has taken on new meaning since the addition of a bizarre, and stupid, cultural meme.
Fantasy Football Fictional Character Draft
Sons of Zabka Present…a piece of red-hot bloggage a full year in the making…where sports, movies & full-on dorkery meet…the 2011 Fantasy Football Fictional Character Draft. This is one of the reasons why we have the internet, so important, life-altering shit like this can get published, read & spread. Come on, you know you’ve seen just about every one of these movies. You love football (again, can’t welcome it back enough). You’re a nerd. You’ve considered assembling your own fictional all-star squad. Well, two buddies of mine have done so for you, and while I appreciate some of their picks I have to say some are just cartoonishly bad (check out Dave D’s backup-QB…where’s the love for Reno Hightower, the Mox or Johnny Utah?) Good fuel for the football fire while actual football gets fired up, allowing for “real” fantasy to get ready. ARE YOU READY FOR SOME MOVIE FOOTBALL? Let the discourse, debate and disagreement begin!Thank God! Football is back in effect for 2011! The Sons of Zabka love all things Football…especially Beer, Cheerleaders, Tailgating and Beer. That being said, we also love Football Movies. Dave D and Kippah have tasked themselves with creating the greatest ‘Fantasy’ Football team comprised of characters from Football related Movies and TV Shows.
THE RULES;
1. Only one player can be taken per movie/TV Show. (You can not select the entire cast of Varsity Blues despite that movie ruling the school).
2. All characters must be (sort of) fictional. You can’t take Tom Brady from “Sports Century presents Tom Brady”…We understand that some of the players taken are based on real life people (Remember the Titans, Rudy)…but give us a break.
3. The following positions must be filled: QB, Back Up QB, RB, WR, WR, TE, 2 Defensive Specialists, Offensive Line, Kicker, Coach, Mascot
4. Never talk about Fight Club!
Though I was never a big fan of MAGNUM PI (dunno how, we can get into that later but I’d say in an a DVR-free age this was a show my already TV-addicted young self let slip through the cracks), I was always a card-carrying member of the Tom Selleck Man-Fan Club. Stil am. He’s a classic “men want to be him/women want to be with him” guys. And this fine piece of art showcases two things I, like many should want; a mustache to be reckoned with, and an oil painting that would look great in any vacation home. Now all I need is three weeks with no gainful employment, and a vacation home.Magnum PI | Sean Phillips
Imagine my excitement when I saw a picture of an ambulance decked out as a taco food truck. Called TACO-MERGENCY, something that strikes me with regularity. A name it would seem only someone as juvenile as me would come up with, THEN name their business after it. But what a brilliant name, and even more brilliant idea! “Are you suffering from STW: Severe Taco Withdrawal? Another INS: Inadequate Nacho Syndrome, attack? Then you’re having a Taco-Mergency.” I’d order from them every day.
Well, if you can imagine how happy something as simple would make me, then you can imagine how disappointed I was that it’s not real. I’m not heartbroken that it’s a prop from an upcoming Jason Segal movie (that’s just the kinda guy I’d imagine conceiving of the Taco-Mergency mobile). I just needed it to be real. Because I have had Taco-Mergencies, and will again. And I thought this might have been my cure.
If you love the movie “Ed Wood” and Johnny Depp’s off-the-wall performance as much as I do, as well as Dyna Moe’s tremendous Mad Men Yourself site (and her lively pop art stylings) then you’ll dig this. CUT! PRINT! PERFECT! Makes me want to throw on Angora and direct Glenda right now.
“Just remember that most people don’t care how much or how little you spend on a party.” Ah, remember America before reality TV?By popular demand… How To Throw A Groovy Party For Less Than $5.
Haven’t read it yet. REALLY want to. Could be the best book ever. Distinct possibility. (photo thanks to Laughsquid.com & Pleated Jeans - http://bit.ly/iKScQn - and apparently several other tumblrs/websites…and some really terrible judgment and literary editing)
A Letter from my 13 Year Old Self (seriously!)
Please follow SOZ. I know there are approximately 4 1/2 million pop-culture commentary websites, blogs & tumblr pages. But this one’s my favorite, and you should follow on name alone. This letter from my buddy Georges 13-yr old self to his present self takes the internet cake this week.Guess what!?! I participated in a self improvement workshop. By design, I was supposed to re-connect with my inner-child through different activities. I was tasked to write a letter to my 13 year old self. In this letter, I offered tidbits about the journey that brought me (us) to my (our) current life. What I never expected was to receive a response from my 13 year old self!!!! There was a disturbance in the Universe in conjunction with the 1.21 gigawatts of electricity that met at the exact same time which briefly opened a portal that led to an opportunity to share direct correspondence with my pre-pubescent self. Seriously…this happened. So to the millions and millions of people who ever wanted to hop into a (Hot Tub) Time Machine…I give you the return letter from my Thirteen Year Old Self!
June, 1989
Dear Future George,
Sup? N-M-H. Junior High is such a drag! Uggghhh. I’m still awaiting that growth spurt (in more ways than one…hahaha) that you promised would happen within the next two years or so. It can’t come soon enough. Let’s just say; I’m not exactly Kirk Cameron when it comes to the lady folk! I’m more like his friend, ‘Boner’. The idiot that everyone thinks is a tool. Whatever! At this point, I’d settle for being Jonathan Bower from ‘Who’s the Boss?’ Anyways; as you future people say, ‘It is what it is!’
Continuing with recent twitpics that make my 12 year old soul laugh…this book was found sitting on 8th Avenue in Brooklyn. Couldn’t even possibly predict my reaction to being introduced to “Dick Couch”. Fantastic name for a writer of military thrillers.
Yeah yeah, I know; they totally thought they’d come up with the funniest slogan ever for a construction / scaffolding company when they thought of this. And I can guarantee I’m not the first person to see one of their trucks, take a pic & then launch it into the interweb. But still…it’s ridiculous. And also I did laugh, cuz I’m 12 years old. Wouldn’t it have been fantastic to be at the meeting where someone suggested this slogan? Probably the most belly laughs & fist bumps since season 1 of “Jersey Shore”.
I, like Pee-Wee, am a lucky lucky little boy. I started a fantastic, almost kinda dreamy new job this week as the host for Major League Baseball Network/MLB.com’s Sprint “All Together Fans” promotion. In a salted peanut shell - Sprint is having a fan travel the country and profile great baseball fans, tell their stories, have some laughs and catch some games along the way. I am said fan. And it’s a great campaign and a whole lotta fun. And sure, while the first week might not have been dreamy for me as a Red Sox fan it was a hoot meeting and talking to”Bald” Vinny, the lunatic Yankees fan who leads roll call in right field with their Bleacher Creatures every night (this :60 video profile of him ran Thurs night May 12th during MLB Network’s Royals @ Yankees game). And whatever team you root for I dare you not to feel something, have your sports heartstrings pulled at by the story of Jane Lang, a lady without her sight who travels with her guide dog from Morris Plains, NJ over 30 times a year to see the Yankees play. I may root for Boston every day of my life, but I’m a huge Jane Lang fan now. She’s pretty awesome. OH…and If anyone knows some great baseball fans we should meet/talk to/profile in the cities that MLB Network will be broadcasting from hit me up - @MLBNick - AND to anyone who was wondering…of course I have a Sox t-shirt on under my “casual fan” shirt & jeans every day. D’UH!
About me
Hi, my name is Nick Stevens. And welcome, (you), to my weblog cabin, where a warm, cozy, punderful time can always be had. I created this as a showplace for the stuff I do as a Comedian/Host/Actor type who talks pop-culture, sports and snacks with great relish (underrated condiment!) It's also where I like to share thoughts, nonsense and stuff. Yeah, that's how I wanted to write that. But, visitor be warned: if you don't like rimshots, nachos, "Star Wars", fake mustaches or the New England Patriots then I suggest you leave now.
