So Much Stuff

Fucking hell.

Okay...in no particular order...

Chris and I finally finished rewatching Firefly and we're both still confused and angry that there is nothing else*.
After the last episode rolled credits, Netflix suggested that I watch Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog...something I had never seen before**.
Yes, it was great and yes, it was what everyone in the world has already said before, but, what I took away from DHSAB was that, even in a forty-two minute web series with, ostensibly, three characters, Joss Whedon still killed off the most likable character.
And that is pure, fucking hilarity.

This is one of the reasons I enjoyed The Cabin In The Woods so much (aside form the fact that it was 100% amazing), it was a chance for Whedon to get as dark as he wanted to get; no PG-13 or TV Standards and Practices holding him back: a nice, sanguine R.
Don't get me wrong, there are pitch black elements to a lot of Whedon's stuff, which is one of the reasons he's so sought after and lauded, but, imagine a villain like Jubal Early in the next Avengers movie..
Chills.

After those forty two minutes were up and they STILL had not uncancelled Firefly, Netflix suggested something called The Guild, simply because Felicia Day (who I'd never seen before Dr. Blog) was in it. Over the next few days, I proceeded to watch all that, which was mostly great. And then I found out that Will Wheaton (who I'd also never seen before) was a TMBG Super President (shhhh...) like me, at which point I mentioned that fact on Twitter and, to my surprise and delight, got a response from the Wheat Man himself.
Occasionally, I enjoy the Internet.

After the fifth season of The Guild...well, that's where I am now as far as solo TV, although Lisa and Jen and fucking everyone in the world is telling me to watch Community, so I just may do that.

As for the sport of Tandem Television Watching, Chris and I finally started up the fifth season of True Blood, which is exactly what one would expect from the fifth season of True Blood...thus far... I'll say it's kind of heartbreaking to watch the writers desperately trying to get the viewers to give a shit about Terry SO HARD that they have now introduced ifrits to the show.
Whatever.
Flame on.

Chris also bumped a lot of good female comedies (written by and directed by, usually) to the top of our queue and we took in Bridesmaids again which, mostly, held up, and Friends With Kids, which was like an alternate universe version of Bridesmaids because it starred the entire cast of Bridesmaids pretty much, plus Scott Adams and Jon Hamm's wife. I had a few issues with this one: specifically the fact that Scott Adams' character is so smart in it, but he doesn't realize that this chick he's been best friends with for almost two decades has a thing for him. "Help! My emotions are stupid!!!"
Other than that, Jon Hamm continues to amaze me, Maya Rudolph looks like a gargoyle and Chris O'Dowd needs to be in a lot more American stuff. Maybe as Simon Pegg and Nick Frost's brother...?

And then there's Resident Evil 6...

Over this past weekend, I had Lisa and Jen for a sleepover, during which I recorded my first podcast (more on that later), ate more meat than a doctor would agree is healthy for me and played (some of) the fuck out of Resident Evil 6.
Lisa was my navigator/backseat snoozer and Jen was my co-op partner for Jake's first two chapters and Leon's first three chapters; basically about one quarter or so of the game.
Something positive about all these shitty reviews the game has been getting: it really lowers one's expectations and makes the game better.
That, plus I don't think a lot of these reviewers are really correct about a lot of the shit they're slinging.
Yes, the trial and error QTE's and insta-kill areas get frustrating, very much so, but other than that, we enjoyed ourselves quite a bit.
Some of these complaints..."this isn't the same Resident Evil as it was in 1998...", "your characters feel too powerful" and "they put too much stuff in/made the game too big" seem...what's the right word...fucky. These complaints seem fucky.
I look forward to having another sleepover (maybe with more people because I FUCKING LOVE SLEEPOVERS (even though, at one point, my bottom touched the freezer door at the supermarket and my bottom got cold)!!!

Now, for those of you who remember the beginning of that last paragraph, you'll recall that I mentioned my podcast. This is NOT to be confused with my second appearance on the epic, 2.5-billion-listener-strong digital opus that is Bookend Tiger Radio which I recorded last Wednesday, no. I've had an idea kicking around in the back of my head for a while, and I figured that having Lisa and Jen over for a huge amount of time would be a great impetus to upgrade it from idea to reality.
And I did so thusly.
The...episode?...had a nice bookendy quality, seeing as I was talking with my oldest friend and my newest friend.
The idea is pretty straightforward; some basic intro stuff, then a set of questions for the guest(s), then some conversation starters, some guest-specific questions, then the guest(s) has to pick a word that I invented and define it.
We recorded for 94 minutes total and I can probably cut that down to...slightly less than 94 minutes as I honestly believe it was interesting and enjoyable the whole way through and will be enjoyed by others.
Maybe.
One can never fucking tell with the Internet, can they.
No.
But Lisa and Jen did an excellent job with what some might have thought of as an awkward situation.
I have a pretty extensive list of friends I'm planning on interviewing, so if I call you at some point...don't answer your phone unless you'd like to be asked to come on my podcast.
My reasoning behind this whole thing is that, after thirty or so years, I have quite a collection of cool and interesting friends with their own cool and interesting stories/experiences/lives, so why not get to talk with them and get to know them/get random people to know them better?
Although I really have no clue who my audience is or will be...maybe if I interview all my friends, then all my friends will listen, and that's, like, forty people listening!
WOO! INTERNET MONEY!!!***
I'm going to do it up right, with production value and transitional music and all that.
I mean, I have that superdope mic set up and since someone hasn't written any more books for me to narrate...well, I might as well use it for something, yes?
Waste not, haste not, yes?

And, speaking of creative things...while we are still a few days of shooting away from wrapping on my very first web series, Unker & Physia, we are premiering the project on Wednesday the 24th of October at a place in downtown New York City call AI.
Or AI New York City.
You know? Here's the link, go have a look and, if you're around and interested, maybe join us.
Also, "like" the Facebook page, follow us on Twitter (@UnkerAndPhysia) and kiss us if you see us on the streets.
Thanks.

The other web series I'm going to be working on (conceived by Becca Kopec and written by Mary Beth Walsh and Alan Kistler)...some time...which might or might not be titled "My Super(?) Life" or "Superhero(ish)" or something along those lines, shoots on Octobr 30th. The plan is to shoot a pilot and put it up on Kickstarter to raise some funds to shoot the whole series. The writing is snappy as hell and steeped in great female characters and pop/geek culture "out the butthole", as they say in the biz.
I play the Trenchcoat Man.
He wears a trench coat.
Or maybe he doesn't, depending on costume availability and script changes.

Then, there is my upcoming (later this week or perhaps this weekend) reappearance on the most popular and erotic podcast on this here Internet, Bookend Tiger Radio. Since Andy O. was in NYC for the week, we recorded at my studio (digressive_obscenity) and linked Danny D. into my M-Box via a gnarl of cords. The results...well, let's just say that long time BTR listeners will be STUNNED at the quality.
The audio quality at any rate, as there is no discussion of either of the Human Centipede films.
Why even bother listening, right?

THEN, there s Electromagnetic Radio, which is, for lack of a less 1920's term, a radio play. I was hooked up with the director, David, through Becca and auditioned for a few characters last weekend. Turns out he liked my stuff**** and wants to record some stuff at the end of October/beginning of November! Hopefully my schedule will allow for that, because it looks like a fun project, and one where I'll get to talk all different!!
Which I enjoy.

Suddenly, BAM, back to media...the new Bond theme was released a few days ago and, well, although it's super classic, I don't love it. Adele's voice works just fine, but the music doesn't have that "grab you by your balls and make you watch the new Bond movie while somone is grabbing your balls" feel that "You Know My Name" and "Another Way To Die" do.
But perhaps that has something to do with the tone of the film...the first line of "Skyfall" is, after all, "this is the end". And, speaking of "the end", in honor of how fucking excited I am to see the new Bond movie and the fiftieth birthday of James Bond, I am going to wrap up my Bond movie reviews.
You may***** remember the first run I did some years back, but I'm pretty proud of them and only stopped because I had written either one or two more and lost the goddamn paper on which they were written.
Fuck paper though, becaudse now I own a fucking iPad.
I'M SAVIN' MY SHIT TO THE CLOUD, BITCHES!
Below, please find a list of the first batch of Bond movie reviews and the links to the aforementioned Bond movie reviews.
Thanks you.
Thanks you lot.

"From Russia With No"

"Thunderfinger"

"On Her Majesty Only Twice"

"Live And Let Diamonds"

"The Spy Who Loved Gun"

"For Your Moonraker Only"

"An Octopussy To A Kill"

Coming soon:

The Living Kill

Tomorrow Never Eye

The World Is Not Die

Quantum Casino

Two last bits: watched the first half of the last season of Breaking Bad and...my soul hurts.
And, with all the talk of Borderlans 2 being great, I finally got around to popping in my pre-owned copy of Borderlands I bought and never played over a year ago.
I played for several hours and decided that it's like Fallout 3 but without the talented voice work and interesting, engrossing story.
Not planning on playing anymore of this.

There might be more, but I'ma let you finish.














* I'm not counting the movie, not because it wasn't good but because IT'S MY BODY, HOLLYWOOD, MINE.

** Or, to be more precise, I'd seen the first minute, during which NPH does his evil laugh then comments on it and then I decided I wasn't in the mood.

*** Which is not a thing.

**** My butt.

*****Read: don't.