Big Boy Productions: Reloaded

Saturday, August 18, 2001

I am gonna agree with Kilburg and Brewer and say that Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back was an awesome movie. Definatly worth going to see when it opens next weekend. It was extremly funny pretty much the whole way through. I would, however, advise watching all 4 of the other view askewniverse movies before you go watch this one, a lot of the jokes depend you having seen chasing amy, dogma, mallrats, and/or clerks.

Agreed... Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back is a great movie.

Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back

Mike and I caught the advance screening of Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back tonight. It was awesome, truly full of surprises. Just as American Pie 2 didn't ruin anything in the trailers, if you thought the trailers for Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back looked funny, go see the movie this Friday and realize that you haven't seen ANYTHING yet.

Funny as hell. Be there this Friday.

CONFESSIONS OF AN MP3 ADDICT

Hello, my name is Charlie and I am an mp3 addict. I simply cannot stop downloading these wonderful miracles of technology. Current count: 5,137 marvelous mp3s.

It started a few weeks ago, once I realized I wanted to get back into mp3s after reformatting. It has simply ballooned from there. I don't use Morpheous or Kazaa, I do it the right way. The FTP way. I simply queue 100 songs before I goto bed. Then when I wake up. Then when I go to Best Buy. Then before dinner. Then before I go to bed. I simply cannot and will not stop.

It's an addiction. I download whole discography's of artists. I have a collection that cannot be rivaled in real life. Currently in my queue: Swingin Utters - Self Titled, 5 Skinny Puppy albums, and KRS-One - Retrospective.

I am an mp3 freak.

Football

The first week of football has come to an end, and still I know very few things for sure: 1) I am a JV allstar, 2) Justin Farley and Donny are complete and total idiots. Completely, today when we went team (my JV allstar self being on the scout team offense most of the time, of course) I had to explain to Farley what to do every play, even though the diagram was held right in front of his face. A few times I had to switch places with him becuase the play was to complicated for him to even attempt to grasp (i.e. it required more than one step). That of course was coupled with Donney attempting to explain to us all about how as a defensive lineman you are just gonna end up behind the offensive line, so why bother to do a fisto read. He said this about 10 seconds before he picked a side on the 3 on 1 drill and got his ass pushed about 10 yards from where the ball would have been going in a game. A few minutes later I overheard Coach White attempting to explain to him the concept of "team-play." That kid sure gives Farley a run for his money as team idiot. On a positive note though, I am 1/3 of the trio that is gonna score a good portion of our points this year - that trio being me, the longsnapper, Billy, the field goal kicker, and whomever ends up being the holder. Being a longsnapper is hella nice, becuase even though your position can be lost on a single bad snap, you don't have to do shit in pre-practice warm-ups. While everyone else does mirror drills, chutes, or whatever else coach tells them to do, me and Brug just quietly just stand off to the side and snap to each other, chuckling at the ease of our fate. France Surrenders and I'm going to bed now.

Admins


Why the hell do all of the admins in c.r. care so damn much about us going around w/ knives and doing stupid shit like voting for flatout ( which I must admit is the best map ever). I noticed while looking through all of the pics on the site from the LANs that all of those fuckers in there are a bunch of nerds with too damn much time as well as they look like complete idiots ( See: Toodamnfast's shorts). My standing is that those cocksuckers have way too much damn time to sit around and be cocks about a damn game called Counter-Strike. They're all gay and I can almost guarantee that none of them has ever been laid. Rahiki rules and the c.r. admins suck.

Friday, August 17, 2001

It's finally Friday! Whoo-hoo!

Rahiki

I don't think many people like us. :(

Thursday, August 16, 2001

Re: WSB2K2 Review

Hey Swifty, read your review over again and notice that all you have about this completely entertaining game is gripes. Then look at how you scored it. Then take away 5 points from your nod that you already awarded it. And then maybe your "review" would make just a little bit of sense.

I personally didn't think the game is that bad. Of course it has its few flaws, but what I've been waiting for since September 9th, 1999 is a solid baseball title on the Dreamcast. All in all I can't complain with it, because my solid title has come. It's here and instead of trashing it for it's flaws I embrace it because it's the only thing I got. Of course it has a couple graphical, and gamplay boffos but, hey, at least I can play some ball. Cuz that's all I need right now.

Fark is nothing compared to #lost weblog.

View it here:
http://www.straynet.com/~ryan/weblog.phtml

Ah... Today was the first day of pads... Man, Donny and Farley are truly going to get messed up this year, wow. And I must agree with Schuette, Fark is one of the best websites ever.

Wednesday, August 15, 2001

You forgot to mention Family Matters. Now THAT's a classy show! 9 years on the air!

Garbage on TV

Oh my good lord. I was just experienced the the worst unit of entertainment ever produced and distributed by mankind. Not only did Mutphy insist that we watch The Wayne Brady Show, but after we were brainwashed by the god-awful shit that they pass as comedy, he made Nick and I watch another grand ol' show of poop called Grounded For Life. The combination of these to deathly shows have given me enough hatred for television programs to last the rest of my life. I don't even think I will be able to sit through quality shows with such class as Step By Step or Who's The Boss. Please cleanse me of my sins.

Tuesday, August 14, 2001

KING OF ALL MP3Z

My collection has eclipsed 4110 mp3z. You name it, I have it. Boo-ya. I am the king of all mp3z. Fo rizzle to da chizzilly-lapitan.

http://www.angelfire.com/indie/christx/tftl.html - An extremly amusing, modern remake of romeo and juliet hax0r style. Check it out. And while I'm at it, I found that site from www.fark.com , one of the internets best link sites, it updates every day with user submisions (though they get about 2 million hits a month, so only the best submissions get linked to) and your pretty much garaunted to find amusing and interesting links on fark every day. On a side note, the bastard dentist who fitted me for my mouhpeice this evening burned my mouth like no other. Lastly, if you haven;t heard the news, France surrendered.

Back in Town

Whoooooo guess who's back in town. Colorado was very sweet.

Recommended movie: American Pie 2. Funny to the max!

More to follow as soon as I feel like typing it.

Monday, August 13, 2001

Survivor: The Game

Well, now I've seen everything. I am a well-known Survivor 2 whore, but this is just going to far. Apparently, there is a Survivor game in production for the PC. You can select any of the 32 contestants from either Survivor 1 (Pulai Tiga) or Survivor 2 (Australlia) and then battle it out to see who wins the virtual $1 million and an ugly-ass Pontiac Aztek. The only plus I see is taking Elisabeth to win the $1 million that she deserved in real-life.


Mmmm... Elisabeth.

Listen to the Suess the sophomore bitch... ::High-pitched bitching is heard in the background::
2-a-days are way better than 3-a-days, bud. But anyways... I got a new CD this evening, Rooty, by Basement Jaxx. I highly recommend it. ::Scratches himself, looks around, and turns his head, as though listening for something:: Well, gentlemen, my bed is calling my name, and sleep is one of the three things never to be kept waiting. G'night.

2-a-days


2-a-days started today. I do not <3 the conditioning that goes along with practice.

You know Kilburg. I take offense to that, my breasts are are beautiful, damn it.

Memento (2000)

This movie looks like it kicks some serious ass. The DVD comes out September 4th... too bad it's fairly bare-bones.

Sunday, August 12, 2001

Oh, yeah, before I forget... I got Nichole to ghetto dance for me this evening... It was very nice, although I think she might have become suspicious when I had to wipe the drool off of my chin. I tell ya, girls are a wonderful thing. On a somewhat related sidenote... Isn't it interesting that we find fat unattractive, but if you put a nipple on it, it's suddenly one of the best things in the world (oops, hope no girls see that. Ah, well)? Except for in Schuette's case.

Right, so....

Well, here goes. So, it's my freshman year, and I'm at Phil Tschechaniuk's birthday party. Jesse Lakose, James McCormick, and I were walking around the block, and were close to 19th street. A small, brown car passed by, blasting rap. A second later, a convertible also went flying down the street. I jogged to the middle of the street, and raised up on my toes, 'cuz I thought there was a hot girl in the convertible (there was, by the way). So anyways, by the time we get across the street, the small brown car has turned around and come back towards us. It parks about twenty feet away, and suddenly, these HUGE black guys start getting out, one after the other. If I wasn't about to wet myself, I'd have started humming the circus theme, 'cuz it was like a clown car. I mean, little brown piece of crap, seven or eight big guys and their girls. So one of them walks up to me and starts yelling in my face, asking if I want to fight. Well, hey, mama didn't raise no fool, so I calmly apologize. He spits in my face and says, "Yeah, that's right, muthaf---er." Oh, man... They all pile back into the car, and the clown theme starts going through my head again. They drive off, back into the night, leaving me horribly, horribly confused. Of course, that's like most of my life.

I saw American Pie 2 last night, that movie is funny as hell, better than the first one by leaps and bounds. I hear it was sold out over at Wynsong, but I had no trouble getting a ticket and a good seat at 9:15 at Carmike 7. I guess sucks for the guys that went all teh way cross town then.