Month: January 2013

  • The Apparition

     

    Damn... I wanted this to be good, but it's one of those things where you don't really need to see the entire thing if you viewed the trailer. Initially, it had a lot of good things going for it. Ashley Greene outside of a Twilight setting is good business... Hell, Ashley Greene inside of a Twilight setting is good business. Ashley Greene is just good business, really. If there's anything you get from reading this, it's Ashley Greene, Ashley Greene, and... what's that other thing? Oh, yeah. Ashley Greene! Aside from that...

    I forgot what I was talking about.

    ...

    Damn.

     

    Currently
    Mission: Impossible - Ghost Protocol
    By Tom Cruise, Jeremy Renner
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  • The Tall Man

    Unfortunately, this was a slight disappointment for me. It was mostly the delivery, but it's not a terrible movie. To be perfectly honest with you, I was expecting a paranormal element to it. I was looking forward to the "Slender Man" myth. Like I said, it wasn't terrible. In fact, it deserves more than 2 stars on Netflix. It's just that my brain was prepped for supernatural horror and I ended up getting an unexpected thriller (a slightly confusing thriller, but a thriller none the less.)

     

    I ordered a Burger and ended up getting a Salad. I wanted a booty call and ended up getting married. I soooo wanted this to be a blood and guts slasher film or something just plain spooky. The bloody poster had me going in that direction (I fuckin' love that poster). There's probably something wrong with me. Of course, when you consider this movie not making it to the silver screen, I guess I'm not the only disturbed movie-goer.

     

    Now, if you're in the mood for an indy thriller, I recommend it.

     

    Currently
    Incorruptible Vol. 1
    By Mark Waid
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  • Girls and Gaming

    I think the last time I was at an arcade (remember those things?), I got my ass handed to me by a girl. The very first Tekken Tag Tournament, to be exact. When she popped a quarter in next to me, my initial thought was to take it easy on her because, well... you wouldn't want to scare off a unicorn or accidentally mow over a rare orchid, right?

    Gentlemen, a girl kicked my ass with Yoshimitsu and, at the time, I thought it was the hottest thing on the planet. Now, these weren't some button-mashing-I-don't-know-what-the-hell-I'm-doing victories. She systematically took my ass out---destroyed me. Seriously, luck took a vacation. The second hottest thing was when she pulled out a key, opened up the machine to replenished my credits. That girl whipped me for a good while and the process was as simple as rinse and repeat.

    I guess my point is, when it comes to girls and gaming, I'm the opposite of repelled. I welcome it, but I'm just worried about the guys who don't feel the same way. Dude, she's a female, she has a controller in her hand and it's not even one of those cutey-cute games---she's sniping your friends on Call of Duty. What's the problem? The same thing with girls who regularly read comics:

    1. Female
    2. Comic Book
    3. Not just looking at the pretty pictures.

    That's a win for us, man! Of course, the first thing the other guys want to do is quiz her.

    On the other hand, when it comes to the concept of a boys club, I am very much repelled. It's like joining a group I have to keep apologizing for. "I'm so sorry. We're not all assholes. He found out Breakout Kings got cancelled. He lost his left testicle---I don't know." I get enough of that as a Christian, so I deserve some sort of break as a geek.

     

    Currently
    The Tall Man
    By Jessica Biel, Jodelle Ferland, Stephen McHattie, William B. Davis, Samantha Ferris
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  • Shhhh...

     MAMA contest - Shhhh...

    My entry for the MAMA Scared Stiff Contest.

    "As a kid, the closet creep me out. Even to this day, there's an itch I get, making me check it before going to sleep." What's even scarier is looking at the other entries for the contest. It's one of those things where you know you're not going to win. I'm just glad I decided not to peek at the entries until I was finished with mine. I can't think of a better way to demoralize myself, knowing I'm going to lose from the jump. Haha... 

    As a stand alone piece, I'm proud of it. Usually, I'm either drawings capes or boobs (stay tuned). I rarely venture into the realm of horror, so this was a nice change in theme.

    -KG 

    Currently Reading
    Gun Machine
    By Warren Ellis
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  • I Got Hacked

    Originally, I planned to have one of the longest rants ever written, but I'll keep this as short as I can muster. For God's sake, it's 1 o'clock in the morning.

    ...

    I was hacked by some scrub in Brazil. I can call him that because I'm 75% sure he's not Anderson Silva. Anyway, just about all my contacts, including business correspondence I had for the duration of my account, all received an email at 2:40 AM last night. It contained a link to God knows what. Some of my contracts luckily had Spidey sense tingling in the nick of time. Here's an email with no subject line and a solely a link. Something's fishy and I'm happy they knew to either ignore it or ask me about it, directly.

    The thing is, I'm a wordy guy. I can type for a long time---sometimes I'm redundant (it's a family trait).  Any messages or emails without a long explanation or that special "Kenny" charm is a poser and should be deleted on sight. I'd like to think I'm separate from the herd.

    As for the hacker, well... he's an idiot. All that skill---all that power and he uses it to spread links from email to email. It's such a waste of potential. If I had hacking ability and was somewhat out of reach, I'd right the wrongs of the world. Why waste his time with little ol' me and just go after the billion-dollar big fish. He could hack corrupt businesses and corporations. There's all sorts of cool Anonymous shit he could be doing, but... Nah!

    Spreading stupid links through my contact list will be the only highlight of his pathetic life.

     

    There will be a reckoning. Most likely it won't be me, but I'd like to think that one of these days he's going to hack the wrong guy. Maybe someone that's a helluva lot more skilled than he is.    

     

     

    Currently
    Flashpoint: The Fourth Season
    By Mark Taylor, Hugh Dillon, Amy Jo Johnson, Enrico Colantoni, Michael Cram
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  • Clear

    For the life of me, I can't tell you the last time I was able to see clearly. Not in the mental clarity sense (though that would certainly be nice), but literally seeing the world clearly. For years, I've been using an old pair of prescription eye glasses. I had a newer pair, but when you share a home with a sibling that takes her frustrations and problems out on your personal belongings, well... let's just say I'm glad I had an outdated spare. 

    It served me well for years, like a good soldier. All sorts of accidental shit happened to it. They were dropped from various stair cases, gnawed on by pets, slipped into bowls of cereal, hugged by family members, and so on. As you can imagine, this bastard's been through wars.

    Almost a year ago, while cleaning the lenses, one of it's limbs fell off, so to speak. Normally, it would've been a quick fix, but the frames weren't the screw-on type. I just had to choose the one that was soldered together, but hindsight... Like everyone knows, it's 20/20 with a complimentary kick to the balls. 

    Naturally, I didn't want to show anyone my fried, fractured and fucked glasses... not in public. It's permanently smudged. Hell, the lenses look just like the bullet-proof glass you would see at your convenience store---minus the graffiti. It's simply no good.

    Lately, I've been going around town by color alone, often mistaken for a tourist (a drunk tourist, depending on how far I had to look down the street). You wouldn't believe the number of emails and phone calls I got with angry friends and acquaintances. Apparently, I couldn't see them waving from the distance. They could have been dancing Gangnam Style on Broad Street and I would have been none the wiser. The city looked like a LeRoy Neiman painting, which was cool for 5 minutes. After that, I wanted to randomly mug anyone who wore glasses, hoping to find a pair that matched my prescription. I remember looking for a place down Chinatown and, I swear, people thought I was making fun of them.

    The silver lining was that I looked more pissed than usual, which is ideal when catching Philadelphia public transportation. You'd be surprised at the number of folk who kept their distance. There's less beggars and all that "do you want to subscribe to this" yadda-yadda bullshit. "Donations?! I can't even see you, man!" 

    I'm happy to report that I found a good eye care place that's reasonable. I'll be able to pick up some new glasses on Tuesday. Two, to be precise. I know this isn't a worthy blog post, but... fuck it. It's news in my book. Besides, I missed out on several Dr. Sketchy events because the overwhelming fear of not being able to see the fucking model. Not having any real money is a terrible way to live. Add that on with not being able to afford glasses or contacts, you're me circa 2012. 

    On Tuesday, I'll be a proper human... or at the very least, I'll see like a proper human.

    -KG

     

    Currently
    Culture of Fear
    By Thievery Corporation

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