Showing posts with label soopair kewl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soopair kewl. Show all posts
Saturday, July 31, 2010
envelope free
I just made my first deposit at an envelope-free ATM. I love technology and gadgets, so this new service definitely made me smile. I put in my bank card and selected deposit as a transaction, and the machine asked me to insert the check. I did. The ATM scanned the check and then asked if I wanted a copy of the scan on my receipt. Hell yeah. Little inventions, that improve things we already use every day, these are my favorite kinds of inventions. Palm scanners next?
Friday, July 30, 2010
très jolie
I just watched Wanted on-demand the other night. It was Matrix-y to the max. Beyond absurd. At times downright stoopid. Way too profane. Unnecessarily gory. And a whole lotta fun.
Before I go any further I should say that I have always loved Angelina Jolie. I just don't get the haters. Too skinny? Maybe. More than any other Hollywood actress at the moment? Nope. She's beautiful, interesting and a good actress. But most importantly, when it comes to her film choices the girl kicks ass. I mean, seriously. While I was watching the umpteenth completely impossible yet riveting-to-watch special effect stunt in this mayhem-fest, it struck me—what other female star could pull off any of the scenes that Jolie just did? Nicole Kidman? I think not. Maybe Uma, but I'm not sure she could go as dark as Angie.
Jolie seems torn between two kinds of movie roles—the serious, "important pictures" (A Mighty Heart, Changeling) and a certain type of action movie—the kind where she gets to shoot big guns and kick serious butt. The first kind of movie got her an Oscar, but frankly, doesn't necessarily bring in the crowds. The second kind of movie is truly where she excels. You can tell she is having s great time and she's such fun to watch. Her latest release, Salt, Lara Croft, Mr. & Mrs. Smith, the silly one about cars with Nick Cage—these are all movies to watch more than once.
One of my favorite guilty pleasure movies showcases the rare combination of both sides of Jolie's film persona. The Bone Collector with Denzel Washington and Queen Latifah is a lot of fun. It's a far-from-perfect film. I have major quibbles with the gratuitous gore and some stupid re-plotting (compared to Jeffrey Deaver's novel
) concerning Latifah's character. But what it does right is very right, and that mostly involves Jolie's interaction with her fellow actors. The chemistry she has with Denzel is off the charts. It's unfathomable to me why these two haven't worked together since. The way the characters together try to puzzle out the mystery is fun to watch. You don't really care what the solution turns out to be as much as enjoying being in this group's company.
But back to Wanted. Again, Jolie is working with some fun, good actors—Morgan Freeman, Terence Stamp, James McAvoy. But what makes it over-the-top fun (besides her tattooed step out of the bath) is her willingness to go all out. The scene that did it for me was a chase scene in the last third of the movie. Angie's car is racing alongside a train where hero McAvoy is trying to kill an assassin before the assassin kills him. At one point in the chase she decides the best way to get on the train is to swerve her car into the train, driving it into a passenger car not far from the hero. She then steps out, only slightly disheveled, with a few scratches, looking fabulous and ready to cause trouble. As I said before, who else could pull that off? Très Jolie.
Before I go any further I should say that I have always loved Angelina Jolie. I just don't get the haters. Too skinny? Maybe. More than any other Hollywood actress at the moment? Nope. She's beautiful, interesting and a good actress. But most importantly, when it comes to her film choices the girl kicks ass. I mean, seriously. While I was watching the umpteenth completely impossible yet riveting-to-watch special effect stunt in this mayhem-fest, it struck me—what other female star could pull off any of the scenes that Jolie just did? Nicole Kidman? I think not. Maybe Uma, but I'm not sure she could go as dark as Angie.
Jolie seems torn between two kinds of movie roles—the serious, "important pictures" (A Mighty Heart, Changeling) and a certain type of action movie—the kind where she gets to shoot big guns and kick serious butt. The first kind of movie got her an Oscar, but frankly, doesn't necessarily bring in the crowds. The second kind of movie is truly where she excels. You can tell she is having s great time and she's such fun to watch. Her latest release, Salt, Lara Croft, Mr. & Mrs. Smith, the silly one about cars with Nick Cage—these are all movies to watch more than once.
One of my favorite guilty pleasure movies showcases the rare combination of both sides of Jolie's film persona. The Bone Collector with Denzel Washington and Queen Latifah is a lot of fun. It's a far-from-perfect film. I have major quibbles with the gratuitous gore and some stupid re-plotting (compared to Jeffrey Deaver's novel
) concerning Latifah's character. But what it does right is very right, and that mostly involves Jolie's interaction with her fellow actors. The chemistry she has with Denzel is off the charts. It's unfathomable to me why these two haven't worked together since. The way the characters together try to puzzle out the mystery is fun to watch. You don't really care what the solution turns out to be as much as enjoying being in this group's company.But back to Wanted. Again, Jolie is working with some fun, good actors—Morgan Freeman, Terence Stamp, James McAvoy. But what makes it over-the-top fun (besides her tattooed step out of the bath) is her willingness to go all out. The scene that did it for me was a chase scene in the last third of the movie. Angie's car is racing alongside a train where hero McAvoy is trying to kill an assassin before the assassin kills him. At one point in the chase she decides the best way to get on the train is to swerve her car into the train, driving it into a passenger car not far from the hero. She then steps out, only slightly disheveled, with a few scratches, looking fabulous and ready to cause trouble. As I said before, who else could pull that off? Très Jolie.
Friday, July 09, 2010
royalty
I just got my first royalty check from advertising on my blog. A pittance to some, even me, but I am super-thrilled. It just seems a small sign that I should devote more time and energy in this direction. I am already a "professional blogger" via work, but the fact that I can earn a few bucks from my own ramblings—well, it's soopair kewl. Wheee!!!
Saturday, November 07, 2009
Thursday, November 05, 2009
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Hideki 2 + 2+2
Andy Pettite
♥M.A.R.I.A.N.O.♥
It's Rodriguez, Alex Rodriguez
Jeter, Damon, Posada (and the rest)
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Time to bask in the glow
Thursday, October 29, 2009
i love this...
...new sculpture being installed at the National Gallery Sculpture Garden, by artist Roxy Paine.
Monday, October 19, 2009
♥Mariano♥
Mariano Rivera is just amazing. I know this isn't exactly news, but I just had to say it.Even when he makes an error, he still manages to pull the Yanks out of the fire by the end of the (11th!) inning. The game didn't end up in the Yanks' favor, but there's still game four tomorrow.
However this season ends, I will still be in awe of Mariano's abilities. He's been a Yankee for so long now I can't really imagine a bullpen without him.
I ♥ Mariano.
Saturday, October 03, 2009
such a cool toy
If you don't have it yet, DoodleBuddy is a must/have iPhone app. My daughter is discovering its bells and whistles - hopefully, she'll teach me...
Monday, June 22, 2009
anything you can do...
At work someone suggested that I get one of the new little notebooks (PC of course) that only weigh under 3 pounds and can get me wireless connection everywhere, etc. We're going on a road trip at the end of the summer, and for about $350 (or less and less, it seems, every day) it is tempting to pick up a new gadget, justifying that I could go on the internet in my hotel room at night, etc.
But I'll have the iPhone too, and I keep coming up against that - what can any of these new gadgets (PCs, Kindles, etc.) do that my iPhone can't? I rarely use my digital camera anymore, although I'm sure I'll take it along on this trip. Email, iPod, Internet, facebook, twitter, etc., etc. - it's a one-stop shop.
Why do I need another electronic device in my world?
I have a computer at home, so for real typing and web-surfing I use that. A Mac, of course. At work I have a PC with a mega flat screen and it works great for the graphics and other things that I do there. If the MacBook Air were cheaper, I would probably justify an "extra" computer in my house without blinking an eye, but somehow bringing a PC into the house is not what I want to do.
I guess I'm a left brain (PC at work), right brain (Mac at home) sorta gal.
p.s. check out the insanely cool knit iPhone, courtesy of daddytypes.com
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
scooby dooby doo..
My dad looks cooler than Dino, the Chairman of the Board, or any Rat Pack member in this photo.It was taken on my parents' honeymoon, in Nassau, Bahamas.
I think he's holding a Brownie camera. I must say, my mom's compositional sense is first-rate.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
"mrs. Peel, we're needed"
I wanna be Emma Peel. In a lot of ways I'm already like her. I'm smart. Independent. I don't take guff from anyone. I probably could stand to learn a few more self-defense moves.
A Pierre Cardin-clad Steed of my own wouldn't be too shabby, either. I could get used to drinking champagne more often. And I definitely wouldn't mind having her wardrobe, most of it designed by John Bates.
Apparently I'm not the only one who thinks she was a fashion icon.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
coolio
When did I stop caring about being "cool?" Did I ever? I guess I have felt hip, cool or happening at brief, random moments in my life. But overall, not consistently. Not really. Or is that just the too-cool-for-school attitude of "I'm so cool I don't have to worry about it?"
Sigh. Bear with me. I'm looking at my five-year-old and wondering what the teenage years might hold. Apparently my fourteen-year-old niece thinks that leg warmers, specifically neon ones, and other hideous items from the Eighties are cool. I'm not faulting her for wanting to wear things I wouldn't have worn the first time around. And I was there. Every generation has its retreading and redefining, I guess. How else can we explain Happy Days? I'm just wondering why there is so much pressure in our society to be cool. Can't we just all relax and enjoy what we like, no matter how geeky, without looking over our shoulder to see what the other guy thinks?
In a way, blogs are the ultimate discarding or celebration of cool. You can finally put your Star Wars action figure collection or other crazy enthusiasm up there for the world to see in all its glory. You might even find some other enthusiasts. Or you can write witheringly about everyone else's dreadful pursuits. I'd rather be the former than the latter, most of the time.
Boxed DVD sets seem to be another outlet for the expression of inner geekdom and devotion. No, you cannot borrow my Angel DVDs unless you sign a release, thank you.
The iPod let's us celebrate all the wacky music from our past, picking and choosing some songs that we would never in a million years have forked over the dough for a whole cd by that particular artist, but have no shame in paying 99 cents for a got-to-have song like Jive Talkin'. Or maybe that's just me...
Maybe what I'm really writing about here is the inner nerd that never leaves one, but as an adult, gets refined and honed until it becomes a "collector" or "specialist." All I know is that as I get older, I am more and more likely to buy what I like and not what's considered "cool." Coldplay? Radiohead? No, thanks very much. I may trip over the random cool thing from time to time, mostly by accident, I'm sure.
These are things we used to call guilty pleasures. But this is a guilt-free enterprise and what I want to do is enjoy the things that I like, cool or no.
p.s. my latest got-to-have song is probably cool to some, awful to others, but just won't quit...
Sigh. Bear with me. I'm looking at my five-year-old and wondering what the teenage years might hold. Apparently my fourteen-year-old niece thinks that leg warmers, specifically neon ones, and other hideous items from the Eighties are cool. I'm not faulting her for wanting to wear things I wouldn't have worn the first time around. And I was there. Every generation has its retreading and redefining, I guess. How else can we explain Happy Days? I'm just wondering why there is so much pressure in our society to be cool. Can't we just all relax and enjoy what we like, no matter how geeky, without looking over our shoulder to see what the other guy thinks?
In a way, blogs are the ultimate discarding or celebration of cool. You can finally put your Star Wars action figure collection or other crazy enthusiasm up there for the world to see in all its glory. You might even find some other enthusiasts. Or you can write witheringly about everyone else's dreadful pursuits. I'd rather be the former than the latter, most of the time.Boxed DVD sets seem to be another outlet for the expression of inner geekdom and devotion. No, you cannot borrow my Angel DVDs unless you sign a release, thank you.
The iPod let's us celebrate all the wacky music from our past, picking and choosing some songs that we would never in a million years have forked over the dough for a whole cd by that particular artist, but have no shame in paying 99 cents for a got-to-have song like Jive Talkin'. Or maybe that's just me...
Maybe what I'm really writing about here is the inner nerd that never leaves one, but as an adult, gets refined and honed until it becomes a "collector" or "specialist." All I know is that as I get older, I am more and more likely to buy what I like and not what's considered "cool." Coldplay? Radiohead? No, thanks very much. I may trip over the random cool thing from time to time, mostly by accident, I'm sure.
These are things we used to call guilty pleasures. But this is a guilt-free enterprise and what I want to do is enjoy the things that I like, cool or no.
p.s. my latest got-to-have song is probably cool to some, awful to others, but just won't quit...
Saturday, March 07, 2009
soopair kewl
Thanks to KellyGo for this fantastic link...
...because sometimes you just need to tap into your inner super-hero (plus, after this week I could use one of those...)
...because sometimes you just need to tap into your inner super-hero (plus, after this week I could use one of those...)
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