Death Race 2000

Posted on October 26th, 2009 in Movie Reviews | No Comments »

Found DR2K in a bargain bin some time back and finally got around to watching it. Fucking Carradine. It’s impossible to watch his movies now without picturing him in a closet beating his meat and a rope around his neck. Once you get past that — and Carradine’s “acting” — there’s still Stallone’s, um, “acting”.

The movie seemed a lot better when I was 12. Of course, that’s how I wound up with the first season of Knight Rider on DVD (and you can STFU about that, A.J.).

Highlight: Picture went to shit right around the time Frankenstein was scoring the hospital staff. Found myself fondling the Blu-ray player for 30 seconds before remembering that optical media players don’t have “tracking” controls on them. New World Pictures, right? The movie was transferred to DVD from a damaged VHS tape with tracking problems, ferfucksakes, and faked me out.

I did get to ogle Simone Griffeth’s boobies, said scene being cut from the television version I saw as a kid, so I’d have to say that the toast landed buttered side up.

BPA: MVIS (additional velocity awarded for gratuitous violence)

A Sound of Thunder

Posted on October 26th, 2009 in Movie Reviews | No Comments »

This movie cost me $1.00. I overpaid. I figured: Ray Bradbury short story movified and directed by Peter (2010) Hyams. Can’t be that bad, right?

Remember that really shitty rug Shatner wore in ST_ToS? Yeah, well, fugeddabowdit. It has been topped for all time by that fucking … thing … they made Ben Kingsley wear in ASoT. I keep trying to remember specific details about the film and all I can recall is Kingsley’s coiffure. Is there such a thing as Post Traumatic Toupee Disorder? Because it’s keeping me from watching The Martian Chronicles, which is in my DVD player’s “inbox”. I was so young when I
first watched it that I can’t remember whether Rock Hudson was forced to wear a bad rug or not, and I don’t want to be turned off Bradbury forever.

BPA: Passive droplets

Equilibrium

Posted on October 26th, 2009 in Movie Reviews | No Comments »

Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit, you can’t turn lead into gold, but you can turn a bad script into the same with a good actor. Christian Bale totally saved the movie. It was basically 1984, but on Vulcan, and with damned cool gun fights. Gun kata rocks.

BPA: HVIS

Street Fighter / Street Figher - Legend of Chun Li

Posted on October 26th, 2009 in Movie Reviews | No Comments »

After all the years of Street Fighter references dropped hither and yon by a good friend, I would have felt churlish walking past the Street Fighter/Street Fighter - Legend of Chun Li DVD combo pack in the bargain bin. So it came home with me.

Regarding: Street Fighter

This is quite possibly the first time in my life I’ve ever had to cleanse a DVD player with bleach, and I say this as the owner of a couple of Uwe Boll films. That, and given how close Raul Julia was to death at the time of the filming, sticking him with the horribly, horribly scripted role of Gen. Bison can be considered the desecration of a nearly corpse. JCVD has been sliding deeper into the shitter with each passing year, but I never imagined he could ever sink this low. Fuck.

I’m trying to remember whether or not my friend recommended this stinker to me. May he burn in Mormon hell if he did.

BPA: Passive droplets

Regarding: Street Fighter - Legend of Chun Li

Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk. Kristen Kreuk.

What? Oh, sorry. I’ve got this thing for violent, stretchy females.

She’s not River Tam/Cameron Phillips material, but still… I wouldn’t kick her out of bed for giving me some wushu massage. Would also place her slighly ahead of Violet Song jat Shariff. This may change if I watch the gun kata scene with the “Bloods” in Ultraviolet again as Jojovich was the right combination of violent and stretchy there, too.

Legend of Chun Li also had nice photography, mediocre fight choreography, and a fair to middling soundtrack. Oh, and it starred Kristen Kreuk. Did I mention that?

BPA: MVIS

Gone Native

Posted on July 13th, 2009 in Uncategorized | No Comments »

It’s taken me just over four years, but I can finally claim to be a 100% fit with this area. It’s not because I grabbed a .22, stalked a skunk, and nailed the sucker right in the bunghole.

It’s the fact that I did this in my underwear next to a busy highway.

Local economy showing signs of stress

Posted on May 9th, 2009 in Oil Patch | 1 Comment »

I remember back in late 2007 how I could drive just about anywhere and pass at least one semi unit pulling a fully stocked trailer of new vehicles. This spring I’ve been keeping an eye out for the same. I decided to keep track of them. I saw one on April 3rd, half full. Yesterday morning I finally saw another one and it only had two vehicles on the back, both used. I’ve gone from seeing one or two a day to over a month between sightings, and even then you know the trip probably wasn’t a revenue generator for the poor sod operating the truck.

The layoffs in the oil patch are legion. The PennWest office in Consort, Alberta has closed. The Apache office in Monitor has shed a bunch of staff. There are ugly rumours circulating about the other oil companies. I know some people who drive truck for the oil patch and they’re lucky if they can get enough loads to cover their operating costs.

Oil patch traffic is down on the highway, that’s for sure. The good news is that the roads are halfway safe again for a change. It’s been a while since I’ve popped over a hill to find some asshat roaring towards me on the wrong side of the road while making the customary illegal lane change. I suppose that’s something.

I’ve been fortunate not to have seen much of the downturn in my computer repair business (yet), but my poor wife’s gift basket biz is noticeably slower. Good thing we don’t depend on it for an income. We’re going to go out this afternoon and work on planting a very large garden. We’re hoping it will keep us afloat if the same economic blight that is hitting everyone else spreads to us next.

Some days it’s just not fun to be a grown-up.

flash memory

Posted on May 9th, 2009 in Photographer's Lexicon | No Comments »

n.

All you’ll be able to remember from any photo shoot where the cute female subject suffers a wardrobe malfunction.

Just the fax, ma’am.

Posted on May 9th, 2009 in The Joy of Techs | 1 Comment »

Week one:

“Hi, I was wondering if you service fax machines?”

“No, I’m sorry, but I only service computer hardware, some computer software, and a very limited range of printer issues. I don’t service standalone fax units.”

“Can you recommend someone who does?”

“In this area? I can’t think of anyone. Either you’ve purchased an industrial unit from a major outfit like IKON and you have a service contract, or you’ve got a cheapie NFSU (non-field servicable unit) that’s cheaper to replace than to repair.”

“OK, thanks.”

Week two, same customer:

“Hi, we spoke on the phone last week. Can you tell me when you’ll be available to look at my fax machine?”

“Yes… And I told you I couldn’t because I don’t service fax machines. I’m a computer repair specialist.”

“Oh, okay, thanks.”

Week three or four, same customer:

“Hi, I’ve called before about my fax. Can you come out and look at it today? I really need it working to file some papers with ______.”

“I’ve already told you that I can’t fix it. I don’t service faxes.”

“But you can fix printers, right?”

“Mostly not. I usually tell people to throw out their printer and buy a new one since the repair would cost $200 and a new printer is only $100.”

“I’ll pay you to come out and look at it.”

“Look, I don’t service fax units and I’m too swamped with computer work to drive out and look at something that there’s a 99.9% likelihood that I won’t be able to service. I recommend taking it in to a larger centre.”

“Oh, all right. Thanks.”

Two months later, same customer:

“Hi, we spoke some time ago about you fixing my fax machine. I was wondering if you could come and look at it this week.”

“Look, I don’t fix faxes. I’ve told you this. Please stop calling me about it.”

“But you’re a technician, you could probably figure it out!”

“Ma’am, technicians tend to specialize like doctors. I’m like a General Physician for computers. I can fix basic ailments but anything beyond that needs to go to someone trained in that speciality. If you go to your doctor with signs of pancreatic distress you’ll immediately be referred to an endocrinologist. Your fax machine is a pancreas if I’ve ever seen one — you need to take it to a specialist.”

“I can’t understand why you won’t even look at it!”

“Because it’s dishonest to charge people money for attempting to repair items that you know are outside of your area of expertise. Please… Take the fax machine to a service centre in one of the larger cities the next time you’re there on errands.”

“Oh, all right!” [slam]

Three months on, same customer:

“Hi, you probably remember me, I’m the one having trouble getting my fax machine fixed…”

“NO!” [click]

Honest to gawd, with some people it’s just like talking to a dial tone.

Wrong Sean, Right Idea

Posted on April 1st, 2008 in Miscellanea | 4 Comments »

I’ve been called out on some blog I had not heard of before for a comment that I never made. The comment was apparently left by someone else named Sean, but the link provided goes to a blogger profile that is not mine. While I didn’t leave the comment, I’m certainly in agreement with it and feel badly that I didn’t think of it first.

I’m not interested in debating the global warming aspects of this post. Either you’re intelligent enough to follow and understand the math presented at climateaudit.org, or you’re not.

What irks me is the following:

Wow a nature photographer who is also anti-environmentalist. What an interesting contrast, I wonder how he reconciles that?

I’m not a nature photographer. I am a fine-art photographer who occasionally includes what could be called nature photographs in my oeuvre. No reconciliation is necessary.

One of the recurring themes in my work is the ephemeral nature of man’s presence on this planet. It doesn’t take too many walks through the prairies where I live to realize just how easily man’s accomplishments are reabsorbed into the earth. Pioneer homesteads collapse and rot. Stone buildings crumble. Metal vehicles and equipment rust into nothingness. Nature will triumph and erase all our works, good and bad, save for the odd trace left to be found by whatever species replaces us long after we’re gone.

So I’m not worried about climate change or any other kind of change. If nature can be described in a single word, that word is “change”. My job is to preserve slices of time in photographic amber, to capture them before the change comes upon them and they’re gone forever. I’m not documenting nature, I’m documenting the present and attempting to hide it away from nature. This is obviously a far cry from nature photography. [spit]

The person who made this judgment evidently didn’t look very hard at my work or make any effort at understanding it.

Telesnarketing Episode 2: Capital One

Posted on February 21st, 2008 in I'm All Business | No Comments »

One ringy dingy…

“Meadowlark PC Repair, Sean speaking.”

“Hello. My name is Gurvinder and I’m calling from Capital One.”

“Hey, um, I thought you guys weren’t supposed to be calling me when your company is suing me over a credit dispute.”

“Oh my goodness.”

“Can I have your full name please and title please? I’m going to have to notify my lawyer that a representative of Capital One made contact with me in contempt of the consent decree that we signed.”

“A consent decree?”

“Yes, and the financial penalties for that can be significant. This could be considered harrassment under Canadian law. Your full name and position please?”

“I’m sorry, I uh, I cannot, um…”

*clik*