“And this one, ‘I have doobie in my funk,’ which I assume is some sort of reference to the Parliament Funkadelic song, ‘Chocolate City.'”

The Seed gets a Mac Mini hoping to get his mom all excited about the future.

Good luck to that.

I doubt that Tita Mina will ever want to get the hang of computers. Why should she? She’s got The Seed in the basement to do that for her.

My mom is almost computer savvy. She can do email, and surf the web. But get her to do something like post her pictures online and that won’t happen. She knows about computers. She’ll only know as much as needed. She doesn’t even know the difference of quitting a program and closing a window. She lives in the Windows world. O, well, at least she’s online.

Know if only I wasn’t tech support.

“Woa, woa, woa, what is this? The Ellen DeGeneres Show?”

Adventures from my Netflix Queue: Arizona

It seems that it’s been nothing but westerns. I caught 3:10 To Yuma last week (someday I’ll be reviewing it). My Netflix queue has been filled with the old timey stuff. And I totally loved Miss Stanwyck in Forty Guns. It’s an all-american genre, and it has some great movies to love. And it is good to look at some decent work in that genre outside of the major, important films.

Arizona could be one of them. It may not be memorable, but it has a lasting impression on the western genre. Columbia Studios built a fascimile of old Tucson, and it has been used since for other westerns.

Jean Arthur stars as Phoebe Titus, a gal stuck in Arizona making a go of it. She is ambitous and she plots to finally own the largest ranch in the Arizona territories. As her fortunes rise so does the prosperity of Tucson. She has a rival, a suave gentleman named Carteret, who acts nice but is duplicitous. He constantly is sweet to her all the while planning for her downfall. She has suitor. William Holden as Peter Muncie swept into Tucson at the head of a wagon train, courted Ms. Titus with a banjo, goes to California for some shade, comes back a soldier, gets her 500 head of cattle and finally marries her. He also has to settle the Phoebe’s score with cateret as her husband/man of the house.

It’s a sweeping movie. Epic in proportions. Filmed in 1940, you could say this was in reaction to the success of Gone With The Wind. Or you could say that it’s one in the long line of westerns. It makes due with the genre’s conventions, and churns out a solid effort of a movie.

Yet, there were some hilarious things. Ms. Titus made her living selling pies. Yes, pies. I loved that. She goes from selling pies to being the cattle baroness of Tucson. Hilarious. And everyone loved her pies. Muncie especially.

Jean Arthur is another favorite. Actually, I couldn’t stand her at first. Her melodious voice grew on me, and now I own several DVDs of movies she’s been in. Strange that.

3 of 5 stars.

"Baretta-style interrogation will cost you $15."


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Fascinating.

Ever since the Macross debacle of a few weeks ago, I’ve been wondering about getting more of the mecha. Then I run into these japanese model toys, and find them oh so fascinating.

They’re usually some character from a video game. Usually, they’re in skimpy outfits. And they are oh so cute to boot.

I would link to some on the infamous j-list, but you’d also get the hentai which would drive the porn filters at work batty.

“I’m on the phone.” “But I am on the megaphone. Megaphone wins.”

Twenty-five years ago Grace Kelly with her daughter in the passenger seat runs her car off a twisty road in Monaco. Her daughter survives but Princess Grace is dead. The official cause of death was a stroke. But there were other suspicions. Doubtful. It was eerily similar to a scene in Hitchcock's "To Catch A Thief." She weaves her way around the windy, twisty roads of the French Riviera with only Cary Grant to save her.

Where was her Cary Grant?

Will there ever be another one like her?