Mad Movie Guy

No joke there, I have not been to this dusty old site in so fucking long, that I actually could not remember how to log into it. Which is either impressive or understandable considering the fact that on any given day, through out my daily job, and obsessive like surfing of the interwebs, I have to remember no less than 20-30 different password combinations at any given moment, its sickening, and its either insane, or completely sane, that I find myself to lazy to actually change them all, and get them close to similar across the boards, except then again, there are those fucking sites and programs that need something goofy like 14 letters, 56 numbers, an astrix and a fucking ampersand. Anyways, I digress, that is not what I want to talk about.

Ever have one of those events in your life, that makes you question everything about who you are, and the persona that you put forth to the world ? Where your not sure which way is up and everything around you is a swirling mass of confusion and chaos ? And Im not talking about “drinking too much Jim Beam and crying your eyes out to National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation alone on christmas eve” Im talking about reality slamming the door in your face. Well that happened to me twice today, once before I went to work, and once when I got home. This morning, all was well and good in the world, I was feeling pretty good, I think, cuase I finally got to fit into this shirt I bought a few months ago, but when I got it, it was slighly too small, but I rocked it pretty good today, I felt confident, I was ready to head out into the world, so I opened the door, to a menacing eight legged merchant of death hanging down in the center of my fucking exit. Now here is where I am confused, instead of screaming like a girl, and running up to my roommates room to get his gun, I flipped on the light, and actually used my fucking hand to break the web and bring the spider crashing down to the floor, which I had initially hoped would fall in a place outside, so I could smash him to death-a-doodle-doo with my shoes. Again with out hesitation or panic, I flipped on a light, and found that it was still too dark to see him fully, but I saw the little fucker hiding in the corner, as if he sensed that I wasnt about to have shit, and I was gonna kill him like it was a vampire and on this day, I just so happened to be George Clooney. So I went and got a flashlight, aimed it at the little bastard from spider island, and proceeded to jam a wooden stake through its heart, truthfully it was neither wooden or a stake, it was my car keys, which meant that my hand would be with in the spiders jump attack raduis, after I ensured its demise, I went along my day, and of course admired my reflection anytime I saw myself in the shirt. Now here is where the story gets interesting, first thing home from the store after work, I was unloading the groceries and thinking to myself how I should write a blog about my calm ninja like attack on the mutant from hell just 9 hours and 37 mins prior, as I went to put the spinach in the fridge, I noticed another spider, not very big, hanging from a web, which was attached to my arm, at which point I said aloud no less “Not today fucker” and I reached over and smashed it with my bare hands. Now Im not saying Im cured of my fear or anything along those lines, and these were not of the super large mega scary crazy evil sort, but it does make someone wonder what else they are capable of becoming, and what else they can do that the previously thought impossible, or were hindered by their own minds. Unrelated note, I must go now, I have to watch Gigli.

Well hello there, Im back, and finally starting to feel not hungover, from last weekend, I will get around to writing about it soon, I promise, but right now I have to do some shameless self promotion. Its coming up on the 4th of July and Im really feeling the need for a drunken trip down the santiam, ala summer of 06 (http://madmovieguy.com/?p=22).

Great and exciting news fans! My mother has just informed me that Bonnaroo is going to be televised live on Fuse TV for a few hours a day (She will post the exact times as a comment below) so keep an eye out you might see me, Im the guy with the cowboy hat and aviator glasses!!!!!

If I am half as excited as you all are,then I know your gonna have to clean your shorts, cause you just shit your pants.

Friends, Family, Followers, tomorrow I head up to Portland, then just after midnight, Im getting on a plane to Indianaopolis, I really hate flying, but I havent been sleeping for shit, so hopefully, since I will have been up since 4 am, I will be able to sleep on the plane a bit tomorrow night. Once in Indy, we are gonna do some last minute shoping and important prep work, before we hit the road for Bonnaroo, which is 5 hours away. The actual weather forcast is not too bad, mid 80’s with some clouds and some thunderstorms, which would be bad ass as hell. I just want to prepare you all, cause Im going to be trying something both shocking and borderline unbelievable, if you know me at all, which if you read this site, you at least know me enough to realize what I am about to say is challenging at best. Im going dark, off the grid, no laptop, no iPhone, I will be incommunicado. Dont worry, there will be an epic blog about my travels, dont doubt that, but Im going old school, Im gonna do a throwback to the gonzo journalists of days past, I will have a camera, a pen and a pad, and I will take plenty of notes and pictures, that I will eventually share with all of you, but you will just have to wait with me. Personally, I am in some ways looking forward to being off the grid, as Ive had a cell phone since I was 18, and this will be the longest that I will be borderline out of reach, I will have a cell with me, but It will not have direct connection to the internet, and It wont be on very much, its more to help me find my friends in a sea of 80,000 crazed concert goers. I think this could be refreshing, then again, it could be a borderline nightmare. iPhone will be safe locked up hidden in my room, my laptop on the other hand, I am just going to leave in the streets, cause I would rather someone steal it than have my roommate looking at what ever he feels the need to look at on the interwebs. Another reason, I am doing this, is that we are coming up on the 1 year anniversary of the iPhone being released into the wild, and in that short year, boy has it prospered, selling something like 6 million phones, and gaining huge numbers of the market share, and today, for a few hours, I forgot all about my concert and vacation, as I was glued to the intertubes during Steve Job’s keynote where he announced the new 3G iPhone, which is sexy as hell, and you bet your ass Im taking July 11th off to wait in line like a complete tool to get the new hotness. What I was trying to get at was, the best way for me to write anything about the iPhone, is to deprive myself of it for a week, now there is a very good chance, that I will talk myself into bringing it, NO I CANT, I have to be strong, I need this, as much as anyone needs anything. Anyways, Im all tanned up, and Im almost all packed, tomorrow the journey begins, I hope you all find something to do while Im gone, not that I write enough anymore to keep anyone busy for more than a few minutes here and there.