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Sunday, August 31, 2008

The Tao of Sully...

II. On Growing Up:

Friends are good inspiration when you need to share an experience in words, either in print or pixel; prose or poetry.
Jason is a Good Friend. Seperated by a continent only brings us together on the IntrePoop. Here is the link for his original thoughts about drama in one's life. I believe that Jason is a recovering Drama Queen and when I say Queen I mean Queen. He likes guys. But when one works in a restaurant, they come across all types of people in forms of our guests & co-workers. I met Jason at the Hard Rock Cafe where I worked for 7 years. I made all the important friends of my adult life there. In this past restaurant experience, I bettered myself by learning Spanish & Learning about Myself.

"So yeah, first day, drama drama drama. I don't get it. I feel okay about it though, which is weird. I dunno. Maybe I've grown. Then again, maybe I am just deluding myself"
Myspace.com Blogs - First Day Back, and Drama Already - Jason MySpace Blog

Jason's Drama...

Nonetheless, I bring to you chapter 2 of the Tao of Sully, another correspondence to an old friend examining my "now" and how Right it feels...

'namaste

The only way you grow is with viagra and platform shoes, hunny.

^_~ WAH!!!

Drama, eh? Well...I recently left the restaurant I was working in for almost 4 years. There was Almost-Drama. Now I'm keen to the Whole She-Bang. So I use the Force and I see the Signs...it truly is written on the wall, Paul Simon.
I left because of people feeding off the conflict. I might have been one of them. The taste in my mouth had changed. I'd make it all about me, myself as well. I think I slipped from Character to Caricature...lots of smiling at the $h!ttalkers. This past year I lost my girlfriend of 4 years to grad school and I lost my granmother to old age. Lots of change...all out of my control. So I decided to get some Control back into my Spin.
I got a 2nd job and changed my hours at the Temple Bar. I decided to work 7 days a week...14-hour days three days a week. This has been the past 7 weeks. I wanted to make money and start the next chapter of my life (documented at the Channel OCHO Blog on Blogger: http://www.thechannelocho.blogspot.com/). My 2nd job was also a cook's position but this time for a Pre-School. Wow. Infants, toddlers & pre-schoolers up to 5 years old on their way to Kindergarden. I could not react to circumstances beyond my ken in the usual, selfish, attention-seeking behavior. I used to subscribe to the Grand Moff Tarkin School of Management Model, "Fear will keep the local Systems in line...Fear of the Battle Station". I was Prince of Dirty Looks. I would throw $h!t & curse. I am an Only Child and I know Who I Am. But "Knowing Who" and "Liking Whom" are Two Different Things, eh?
How could I like myself when faced with this Truth, this Tao, this Dharma?
What happened was This. I'll change the names to Protect the Guilty as Bon Scott advised me in an AC/DC song...a new guy started at Temple Bar a few months ago. And we didn't get along off the bat. Partly me because I'm one of the Old Men of the Kitchen...who the F* are you to act this way in MY kitchen??? But also this kid would react to adversity as I would. With a sense of reckless violence to scare other people into not messing with you... I felt as though I was working with myself. It was horrible...I came to a new conclusion: this is how my co-workers think of me. I make them feel this way. I need to leave.
So I gave Chef my 2 weeks and that's that.
I'm now celebrating Labor Day Weekend with an old friend, who I met my first day at the Hard Rock and we've been Good Friends Ever Since...I performed his wedding ceremony to another Old Friend met via the HRC Daze. We've enjoyed lots of beer, Tony Hawk videogames and Red Sox baseball this weekend. We're going out to Brunch instead of me making it. Yesterday I had a bloody mary, fruit cup and Eggs Benedict over potato pancakes.

I look forward to what's next without Fear.

In a sense, I grew...It's OK to grow. You're allowed and encouraged especially when it comes to making other people feel better with you being you. Am I rambling again?

'Namaste...

Friday, August 29, 2008

"Karen's Summer Movie Blog" will be up in a week or so, but go see "Hamlet 2" right now!

And another random thing:
http://www.cnn.com/video/#/video/living/2008/08/29/edwards.pole.dancing.WTAE

I wonder how Butler County would feel about my F!#*ercise fitness regime?

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Sorry to hear about Solaris there Sully, but don't succumb to gadget envy... the iPhone is an overpriced sillytoy that is only a couple of years (at most) from being consigned to the dust bin in the face of an onslaught of superior and ubiquitous devices that will be a small fraction of the cost. Do you NEED an iPod, or do you really just not have anything better to do with your money? In my mind, iPhones are right up there with Hummers on the list of things that only a fool would envy. Frankly, I don't see what's so endearing about them.

Seriously, you're going to fork out how many hundreds for a touch screen cell phone that makes lightsaber noises? Put the money back in your pocket and use the noisemaking lightsaber you already have. As P. T. Barnum once said, "There's a sucker born every minute." Back in the mid 70's, there were about 6 people born in the U.S. every minute. That gives you good odds.

I recommend the iPod video myself, and if you order it from the Apple website instead of going to a store full of "geniuses", you can get the back engraved for free with (for example) your name and email address. That way, if the next iPod leaps from your pocket, you actually have a slim chance some honest person will find it and let you know.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

iRawk...Therefore iPod
Dirge Edition


Solaris is Dead.


See the Big Red Angry Firey Eye behind Lex Luthor here? That's the Other Greatest Eneny of Superman.
BTW: Cover by Frank Quietly & Jaime Grant from the upcoming ALL STAR SUPERMAN #12, penned by Grant Morrison.

Solaris the Tyrant Sun. The Ultimate Enemy of the Superman Dynasty. Emphasize "dynasty". It's also the name of my favorite KISS album (I had it on 8-Track!)



My Little Lost iPod fell into a Quantuum Singularity and while passing through the NetherVerse, became evil and thought way too much about bad sh!t. So it evolved into a supercomputer hell bent on killing Superman. I don't make this up...I just report the facts.

Running for the bus, with my headphones down. I didn't hear the music stop. You're supposed to hear the music stop at The End...but iDigress...
It musta fell out of my Bag O'Life. Sigh...
I didn't realize it for a whole day. It's been two months without my favorite sidekick.

Now I get the pleasure of waiting for the next release. Why wait? The next Generation of iPod can't be too far away. Christmas is coming. Better start being nice, Santa's watching. Solaris once told me NetherVerse Santa was pretty creepy with the whole watching and judging naughty & nice, et al...

I've been racking my poor little head around this. Which one???

My first choice is the 160GB iPod Classic. But the Gang all got iPhones. I got Gadget Envy. I want a camera in my iPod, right? iPhone has a camera. If the iPod Touch 32GB has a camera, Then that will be the iPod Known As "Motherboxxx". I hear I can email from wi-fi hot spots. Hot Damn! I'm sold...if it gets a camera. The I too can make cool lightsabre sounds with iPhone Apps. I'm thinking of abandoning the Click Wheel???
Ohh the click wheel...but the next Great Gadget Calls to me. I must follow my guts...

Well don't worry about Solaris. He's in a better place. Gadget Heaven is next to Puppy Heaven...awwww. Ain't that cute? Don't you feel better now? Actually, Solaris was crushed by the Prime Superman wearing a Green Lantern ring in the 853rd Century...that's how he got to Gadget Heaven. Which is right next to Puppy Heaven. Awwww!!! ^_^

'namaste...

The Count:
To Ten...Out Cold.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

The Comics Gnome POOTS...Legion of Three Worlds

The year's most anticipated funnybook pooted. Wednesday. Wow. WEEEE!!!




Dig the cockroaches at the End of Time. Wow. I wonder "who" the Time Trapper really is. I have a theory...(it could be bunnies).
"They survive...they ALWAYS survive...like me". It's the opening narrative caption by the Time Trapper, clueing me into the identity of himself.



In the ACTION COMICS arc titled "Superman & the Legion of Super-Heroes", the opening panels show this same xenophobic old couple from Smallville, USA circa 3008AD. The ACTION COMICS arc restored the original Pre-First Crisis Silver Age Legion of Super-Heroes...that's a lot of classification.


Welcome Home, Superboy-Prime. My favorite Bad Guy.


More clues...SHHHHH!!! 'Nuff Said.


The Sliver Cover art featuring Superboy-Prime (versus the Lightning Lad portrait).

Great issue...I wonder how it ties into FINAL CRISIS but it's meant to stand alone. I mean Superman's off the Chessboard in FINAL CRISIS ...where & WHEN is he???
Relax...he's Superman. Sure he's saving the 31st Century with the adult Legion in LEGION OF THREE WORLDS but he's also skipping across the New Multiverse tying directly into a tragedy in FINAL CRISIS #2...


Written by Grant Morrison; Art by Doug Mahnke and Christian Alamy; Covers by Doug Mahnke and J.H. Williams III

To save the woman he loves, the greatest hero of all time becomes the pawn of ultra-dimensional forces when a wounded emissary from a world of doomed super gods comes to Earth on the eve of the Final Crisis. His mission: To recruit Superman's help against an epic, reality-spanning menace that originated in the Crisis on Infinite Earths!

Join the Man of Steel and his alternate-earth counterparts for a mind-blowing voyage to the edge of the DC Universe — and beyond! Can these super champions overcome their differences to beat the clock, find the ultimate treasure and save all existence from extinction?

Writer Grant Morrison and artist Doug Mahnke take you on an unforgettable, hyperdelic journey from the streets of Metropolis, through the 52 worlds of the multiverse, to the haunted court of the King of Limbo, in part one of this 2-issue Superman adventure!

With a unique 3-D section, eye-popping visuals and mind-boggling glimpses into the mysteries behind FINAL CRISIS, SUPERMAN BEYOND takes the Man of Tomorrow to new dimensions of action and excitement! This issue comes with a pair of 3-D glasses!

DC Universe | 40pg. | Color | $4.50 US

On Sale August 27, 2008


'namaste...
I was watching E.T. The Extraterrestrial the other night, and I had a geek revelation while watching this scene. E.T. sees a kid in a Yoda costume, and (in a director's homage to George Lucas) recognizes the Jedi master as someone from "Home".

It then occurred to me that Episode I of the Star Wars saga cannonized the inclusion of E.T.'s race as part of that universe when they had a "pod" in the Republican Senate chamber, as shown below:


Then it hit me like a tidal wave... E.T. can levitate things! He can heal things! He can communicate feelings telepathicly! Who do we know in the Star Wars universe that can do all of those things and who would also recognize Master Yoda on sight? That's right... a Jedi Knight. Our old friend E.T. has The Force as his ally.

I think that, beyond the shadow of a doubt, E.T. is the story of a Jedi xenobiologist who finds himself stranded on Earth. I invite you to rewatch it in that context, and enjoy.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008


Since I apparently neglected an announcement post on Ocho, my daughter Molly was born on July 25th at 12:03am, weighing in at 6 lbs. 9 oz. and 19" long.

So Sully, what's next after Temple Bar? Omlettes at my house?

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

The Comics Gnome POOTS!...one panel to chew on!

Gawd Bless the IntrePoop!

Of all the people to wear IRON MAN suits in the 40-odd years of the magazine and now hit movie...

Spider-Man family members!


'namaste...

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

The Smoking PUCK...is a Rained-On Summer Campfire
aka: I've written Nothing About Hockey in Months...


It's what happens with ice & heat.

WATER.

2H2O...even water needs a mate but iDigress...

I have nothing to say. I wait until the season begins.

I love the Bruins but let's wait for that first puck to drop. I take the advice of a veteran player. On your first shift, always HIT the opposing puckcarrier. Nothing gets you in the game quicker than throwing a check.

'namaste...

And get back to your baseball!!!
Channel OCHO Proudly Presents the First of Something Right...

The Tao of Sully


Intro to I.
This was an email I sent today to one of my closest friends, Aimee. Stacy is one of Aimee's closest friends. I talked to Stacy today "out of the blue".

I. On a new idea..."good friend, once removed"?

OK, as David Lee Roth said a while back, "check me out on the good side here..."

I gave my notice at Temple Bar today. After 3 1/2+ years.

But I was nervous. I had to talk to my chef Tom himself and I had to do it just right and handle him just Right.

So on the way to tell him, I took a detour two doors down to the soon-to-be moving Topaz women's store. And for the first time with true intent of looking for her...I locked eyes with one Stacy Jethroe AS I was walking by...cooler than a Kinks song Smiled, walked in. First time ever we've done this. We chatted and I told her, "I'm giving my notice right now. I'm so getting a drink first." And after about 5 minutes of talking to her. I felt the mouth jitters pass...I mumbled a few times. I do that. And I got it out of my system...the mumbling.

So when you need to be confident in any situation...make small talk with a beautiful woman first. It sure helps with the nerves. ^_~

No but really...I thanked her. I needed to talk to someone like her for that amount of time on the way to do this particular thing. It was nice and felt Right.

But I thought you'd appreciate that story.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

So...Cool Beans.



From the Movie "Hot Rod", for the one & only El Post.
Mingia, chief!

'namaste...

Thursday, August 07, 2008

The Comics Gnome POOTS!...out Auntie Life in Immaculate Lateness!!!


"SMELL MY ELBOW! SMELL MY ELBOW!!!", is a phrase one can only say earnestly to a.) a dog or b.) a little brother.
iDigress...

What the hell is going on here. Why am I Evil? Why am I being mean to the dog? Why did I call El Post and make fun of his Hobbit-Hairy Flipper Feet? Well... caught a whiff of something called ANTI-LIFE earlier. Now, I'm turning Evil. Now I Know Evil.
I hope you're confused 'cuz I am too. Why am I Evil? Because the Anti-Life Equation is now available on the iTunes Store. Once you hear it, you lose your Free Will and you become Evil. It's also called a Meme in certain circles. And I think I aurally caught enough of it to misbehave for about 7 weeks with justification. Finally, Evil will Feel a sense of justice.


Here Comes Closure...

loneliness + alienation + fear + despair + self-worth ÷ mockery ÷ condemnation ÷ misunderstanding x guilt x shame x failure x judgment n=y where y=hope and n=folly, love=lies, life=death, self=dark side

Wait a Sec...where's Oblivion??? Awww Shucks!!! I guess I'm still Just Me after all. Oh well. But things in the FINAL CRISIS just got really bad. Because the World Ended Today. Or is it tomorrow on the Magic Day 8/8/08? Next Year on 9/9/09? Will the world really end on 12/12/12 in brave defiance of the Gregorian Calendar..the Ultimate Retcon"...so many dates I need a secretary...

This is now your total SPOILER ALERT!!!
Stop reading now if you have to wait a few weeks to read FINAL CRISIS #3. Or read on...it's only the official preview. I read it first but I started my 2nd read this way. Hey...I really wanted my $3.99's worth out of this. I hate spoilers but it's too good not to POOT!


FINAL CRISIS #3 alternate cover. The one I got. I'm going for the potraits over the sliver look. In the Sliver Look this time the bad thing happens to Wonder Woman.



With Superman & Batman off the Chess Board, the Evil Gods go in for the Kill...As the Slogan Said, "The Day Evil Won"...and it'll be two months until FINAL CRISIS #4 (OF 7) comes out. Until then I get at least 5 different Splinter magazines to POOT at the average cost of $3.99 (actual mathematics bogus). But let me disseminate the POOTing of the Anti-Life Equation since I've been instructed to by my Masters, the New Gods of Apokalips. It's a good thing I'm already a Metal fan...They Were Right. Rock & Roll is the Devil's Music.

It begins! With where we left off in the last Crisis-Related Comics Gnome POOT! With the Flash. The Silver-Age Flash has Returned. The Current-Age Flash is missing with him...and their families are all together. The kids are twins, their mom the Korean lady. I enjoy Wally West's boy Jai (pron: jay) and his declaration of how dad's doing. Now the Golden-Age Flash reports to his "entire" Family (inc. his wife).


The Old Man of the Fleet tells his tale about catching a bullet. Catching bullets is "old school" to Flashes. Although this Bullet is Unique.



I absolutely love how J.G. Jones gives the Old Flash earnestness and gravitas by making him resemble Robert Mitchum in this panel. Ahhh...

OH NO!!! The Old Lady whom I was walking across the street...I tripped and let a Semi squash her in the Road!!! Evil Has Won! MUHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

best regards (from the road),
The Comics Gnome

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

The following message was sent to my extended family after my well-intentioned father, who I love very much, sent us all this link: http://worldnetdaily.com/index.php?fa=PAGE.view&pageId=71043

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First and foremost, let it be said that "you started it, Dad." :-)

As someone who aspires to be a "gatekeeper of liberalism," I'd like to point out that citing the release of Abdullah Salih al Ajmi from Gitmo as one's conservative fodder is a VERY SLIPPERY SLOPE.

We have a constitution, rules of law exist, and countries make pacts and treaties such as the Geneva Conventions as a way to impose order and accountability in a world that just doesn't make sense sometimes. But if we blur the lines of these rules, or set double-standards, we run the risk of punishing the innocent, not to mention what it does to our international credibility and clout. Did a bad guy get set free? Maybe.

"Bad guys" who are US citizens get set free all the time. Rapists and drug lords walk because of clever defense attorneys, corrupt cops, and the prosecution carrying the burden of proof. Still, considering the very minor "brushes with the law" that have touched the lives of people I know, I would not want to loosen this flawed system. If people can be detained without lawful authority, if we can be wiretapped and webtapped at random (just to touch the tip of the Patriot Act iceberg...the only iceberg not being melted by global warming)--if Americans don't stand up and fight for their Constitutional rights and their civil liberties--then all will be lost.

And just like the standards we set for our own citizenship, standards must be set (and adhered to) for POWs and "detainees". That's the way it goes. Could/should some things be renegotiated sometimes? Of course. But we must stop behaving like the bully on the playground of international policy. If we detain people in Cuba "unlawfully" under the international treaties WE initiated and signed, then yes, we are at fault. The burden of proof exists for good reason. And if we want to punish other countries for mistreating our POWs, we cannot set a double standard.

That's the way it goes, folks, and I for one am proud to be a American (flawed system and all) because I have faith in these principles of law and order. And this is coming from someone who thinks our legal system is completely FUBAR!

As for Obama apologizing and giving reparations to mistreated populations, well I think it would have been great to have learned "real" US history from the beginning. I wish I would have learned the good, the bad, and the ugly in grammar school, instead of having my rose tinted glasses ripped off of my face when I got older. Nobody needs rose tints. Give them the truth and the skills of reasoning to understand complicated situations.

Just like individuals, countries do bad things sometimes and make mistakes (even good ones.) The best example is to acknowledge these faults. Though it's impractical to acknowledge them with a trillion dollars, even an official apology can go a long way in mending souls. Why do we have such a problem admitting when we're "bad"? America is like a tot caught with her hand in the proverbial cookie jar. Deny, deny, deny.

Oh, by the way, don't forget the Chinese Americans we enslaved during World War 2, or the people disenfranchised during the Red Scare :-)

Sunday, August 03, 2008

Good Morning, OCHO!

From Boston Globe Dot Com, Red Sox writer Dan Shaunessy finally says something funny after all these years...
"In the end, Boston proved too much for the man. There'll be none of that nasty "intensity" here in La-La Land. Maybe they'll let Manny leave in the seventh inning with the rest of the fans. (Boston Globe, 8/2/08)"

Time to feed The Good People of Cambridge. Which is apparently what I do...

'namaste,