Monday, December 24, 2007


Something's been bugging me lately, folks: More and more people seem to have taken to no longer saying "Merry Christmas" and now use the generic "Happy Holiday" greeting. I actually had someone today stumble over their words trying to figure out how to wish me a merry Christmas. You know what, screw that! Just say "Merry Christmas", alright? You know what the worst thing that can happen would be if I didn't celebrate Christmas (which I do, by the way)? I would politely correct you and say "Why thank you, sir/m'am, I don't celebrate Christmas but I do appreciate the well wishes".

There. Was that so bad?

Fucking political correctness. Anyway, Merry Christmas to all of you that do celebrate it and a happy New Year to all.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

In the Can

Afternoon folks. Here are a couple of brand spankin' new trailes for your consumption holes. The first is a quick tv spot for Cloverfield, the new JJ Abrams project opening on 01-01-08. It features a great shot of jets flying through New York, a bridge collapsing, and some character dialogue. Hard to believe it's just over a month before this sucker hits the big screen and all that viral marketing pays off.

This next one is the first trailer for Hellboy II: The Golden Army, directed by Guillermo Del Toro. I like the new looks for Selma Blair's character Liz Sherman, and Abe Sapien, played by Doug Jones. It kinda bothered me in the first film that they would send these characters into dangerous situations unarmed (even though Liz is a walking nuke). They've definitely taken some tips from the animated Hellboy films that are out in regards to the character design and costumes. It's a bit more comic book-ish, but I think it works in the films world.

Monday, December 17, 2007

I am JJ Abrams' little bitch

Here is a 5 minute clip from the upcoming JJ Abrams project Cloverfield. Feel free to copy the code and post to your own blog

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Brookstoned is the way of the walk

This holiday season, nothing says "I have no clue what you like, so, yeah. Here's something that requires 15 D Cell batteries and an extension cord", quite like a gift from the Brookstone catalog.

"Oh Manny, what do I give to that person that'll let them know exactly how I feel about them? Can you help me?"

Of course, you cotton-headed ninny-muggins! Here's some handy gift ideas and what each gift says about your so called "friends" (who are probably too wrapped in things like their kids, parents, siblings, blah, blah, fucking blah):

"Hey Fatty! How about stepping out of the line at Fatburger and stepping onto this scale? Not only with this little baby calculate your body fat percentage (here's a hint: you're somewhere between Marlon Brando and this.) Also, since it's transparent, you'll be able to see the tile cracking beneath your feet as you set your tree trunk size leg on this bad boy. Merry Christmas, Shamu!"

"What's stuck up your ass?? Why, this little beauty here, that's what! Now you'll be able to tell everyone EXACTLY what's stuck up your ass and how long it's been rolling around in there for. Also, the built in thermometer will tell you the exact temperature in Hershey Town at the push of a button. Feel like taking a nap? The built in alarm with touch snooze feature will keep you from missing that all important "I'm a douche bag that wouldn't be on time for his/her own douching" douche bag's anonymous meeting. Douche bag."

"Happy Kwanzaa, you god damned shut-in! Even your porcine fingers shouldn't have difficulty finding the 'Sit on your ass all day and watch TV' channel, thanks to the over sized buttons on this bad boy. The buttons are even glow in the dark, so you won't have to bother with any of that pesky sunlight: just set it next to the warm glow of your Sith light saber. The 6 in 1 feature lets you control your TV, DVD, self inflating Lara Croft doll, milkshake I.V., ceiling mounted crane (for avoiding those pesky bed sores) and animatronic Harry Knowles".

Hope that helps, folks. If not, go screw. Merry Christmas, and Happy Fucking New Year!

Friday, December 14, 2007

The power of Campbell compels you!

Ok, I know my little corner of the blogosphere has been movie clip central for the past couple of days, but it's my blog and I can be lazy if I want to. However, I found this little gem whilst trolling the interwebs, and it features the greatest B movie actor ever to grace my screen with his chiseled features. Who is that man? None other than Bruce Campbell:

That's right, bitches, Mr. " my boom-stick!" is back with his latest masterpiece "My Name is Bruce".

The synopsis (according to IMDB) is as follows: B Movie Legend Bruce Campbell is mistaken for his character Ash from the Evil Dead trilogy and forced to fight a real monster in a small town in Oregon.

The synopsis (according to me) is as follows: This movie is going to rock. your. ass! You will laugh so hard your sphinctre will probably rupture but you won't care, because it's Bruce Campbell! His ability to so completely immerse himself in his character and create layer upon layer of complexity will have you in tears. If you don't completely enjoy this movie and forego any and all other facets of your life as you watch and rewatch it, you're probably Al Qaeda and definitely devoid of a soul.

Ruptured sphinctre? Check. Tears of joy? Check. It's THAT good.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Absurd History

Absurd History
Video sent by wblab

"Absurd History" is a sketch comedy show that imagines the moments in history that ordinary objects were created.

In space, no one can hear me giggle like a school girl...

Hey folks, here are the first 5 minutes of Alien Vs. Predator 2, courtesy of's source code. As shitty as the first one was, I'm actually really looking forward to this one. Say what you will.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Nothing says Christmas like slave labor

As has become tradition at The Disco, we gathered some of the neighborhood kids, and along with my two girls, my nephew, assorted fruits of loins, bribed them with pizza and sugar and set them to decorate our tree while the adults guzzled cheap beer and sushi...

Behold, the end result...

Also, here are some photos of various Christmas decorations loitering about my kingdom.

First up, in the dining nook is a tree we purchased at the our local Wal-Mart (shut up, they have cheap decorations). By the looks of the tangle of cords trailing behind it, you'd think I could flag down a fucking passenger jet with this sucker...

Next, in the formal living area, we have contributions from both my side of the family, as well as Kristine's. I give to you the timeless, classical, and infinitely more valuable...Snowmen dancing on a piano to the tune of "Dashing through the snow"...

To the right of my snowmen is a clay manger scene that Kristine got from...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...If you look really closely, one of the donkeys lost an ear that we had to glue back on.

Ooh! Here is the gingerbread Christmas tree K and I put together a couple of nights ago...That's right, bitches, I was in AP art class in High School. Suck it.

Wearing the Santa hat with chasing star lights that I will undoubtedly pass down to my next child, is a nutcracker that my girls picked out. And yes, that is the dvd of the movie "You got served". Word.

Next, on the adjacent wall are the stockings hung with care...

And last, but certainly not least, I give to you for your viewing pleasure...the worlds largest wreath courtesy of Kristine's mom and her Costco membership. I'm pretty sure there's a family of racoons living comfortably inside of this...

What fire hazard?

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Memo to me:

Inspired by fellow blogger and all around buffoon, TK.

Dear 13 yr old Manny,

How’s it going, kid? So, you should be on your last year of private school by the time you get this. How did this get to you, you ask? Well, it involves stuff like flux capacitors, quantum physics and Michael J. Fox. Anyway, I thought I’d give you a few pointers that may make the rest of my life a bit easier, so hear goes. Mom is going to come back into your life in a big way, so be ready for that. It’s going to be a weird transition, what with her being gay and all now, but it’s for the best. Enjoy the time you have with her. I mean that. Tell her you love her every chance you get. Also, ask more questions like: Why did you and dad split? What part of Puerto Rico is our family from? What kind of drugs were you on? Why is Grandma Nancy bat-shit crazy? Stuff like that. And Liz…well, keep your room clean, do your chores, and for the love of Buddha don’t spill ANYTHING ANYWHERE and you should get along fine. She’s kinda high strung, but she means well.

Tell mom you love her.

High School is going to be kind of boring the first couple of years. You’re going to want to glom on to the first people that talk to you, but hanging out with the tennis club isn't going to rocket you to the top of the popular kids list. So be more outgoing and talk to more people. Kids in high school are waaay more insecure than you think. Show more confidence and they’ll flock to you. Here’s a list of Do’s and Don’ts for high school:

1. DO NOT hook up with Cynthia Alvarez. The temptation to rail a cheerleader is huge, I know, but it’s not going to be worth it in the long run.
2. DO be yourself, dude. You’ll be a lot happier with yourself later on.
3. DO NOT, under any circumstances, hook up with anyone with the first name Larissa and the last name Alvarez. You’ll be happy you did.
4. DO hook up with that girl with the, um...yeah those. And take pictures.
5. DO NOT tell anyone to “get their skinny white ass” to the quad over the loud speaker.
6. DO say “yes” when Brian asks you if you want to try Ecstasy. Yeah, yeah “drugs are bad” and all that…but DAMN!
7. DO call your grandmother more often. Remember what I said about mom?
8. DO NOT hook up with Rachel. Way too much drama. Plus, she's a bitch.
9. DO be more involved with your little brother. He's a prick, but he's your brother.
10. DO NOT, not matter what anyone tells you, drop 4 pills of E in one night. 3, OK. 4, not so much. Your tongue will thank you.

Junior year things are really gonna pick up. As soon as you can, start hanging out with Victor (Liz’s nephew). You’ll spend most of the year drunk and at some great parties. Tone down the partying in college and get a fucking degree. Now, taking all that into consideration, if you should violate rules number 1 and 3…suck it up. Things are going to be a lot different for you from that point forward, and you’re going to have to make a lot of changes. Be responsible, grow up (fast) and things will be a bit easier to handle.

With all this said, there is one last thing I want you to know. If you should choose to ignore every piece of advice in this letter, and your life takes the course it has, there is a light at the end of the proverbial tunnel. You will meet a wonderful, caring, intelligent, motivated woman that will help you turn your life into what it should have been a decade before. She will be your best friend, your best critic, your most avid supporter, and more.

Tell mom you love her.

If you stick to the rules, you should skate through high school and into some uncharted territory. All I can tell you is to be yourself, do what’s right, and don’t settle. You’re smart, funny, and God dammit you’re a handsome summamabitch. Also, whenever possible, rail the chick with, yeah those.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Harold and Kumar 2 Restricted Trailer

Hate your job? Turn the volume waaay up, sit back, click your heels together three times and say "There's no place like the unemployment line".

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Is that a pineapple in your pants or are you just happy to see me?

These guys have been growing on me since I heard "Your face" on KROQ 106.7. I guess this would be what 311 would sound like if they didn't suck now. Enjoy some of Pepper's "Dirty hot sex (Give it up)"....this should be good for some accidental traffic. You perverts.

Now here's a Pepper concert montage set to "Your face". These guys are pretty damn good. It's almost like Alient Ant Farm meets 311.