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My friend Ray wanted me to write a blog entry about how awesome he is. It’s true, he is awesome. It’s awesome how he’s angsty all the time – writing the kinds of stuff on his ‘lil myspace that’ll probably come back to bite him in the ass when he goes to get a job at the post office and he fails the employee background check because they think he’ll shoot the place up.

Yup, totally awesome.

A while back we bought a little Oldsmobile, because it would be easier on gas than driving everywhere in our Suburban. That’s all well and good, but, well… The stereo sucks.

The speakers are all shot to hell (I have to replace them), and it’s only got a radio and a cassette player. Sabriena bought one of those tape adapters so she could plug her iPod in, and it works okay but sometimes the tape player keeps wanting to stop and go back the other way.

I haven’t had to mess with anything like this in ages, but it’s most likely the drive belt for the cassette player. I’m hoping it’ll “fix itself” at least well enough to play the damn iPod. I used to have a bunch of belts from back when I used to help Sabriena’s grandpa fixing DVD players, VCRs, Camcorders and suchlike. The belts stretch, so we had a big bag of them and we’d just switch it out for one that was a teeny bit tighter and the unit would start working fine.

Well, I don’t have that big ol’ bag of belts, and it’s so much work getting the stereo out and taking it apart that if I’m going to take my dash apart I might as well just put an aftermarket head unit in so we don’t have to have that crappy adaptor.

I found the movie “The Hangover” the be a pretty good time. Maybe it’s my sick sense of humor, but I had a good chuckle at a few of the jokes that are probably a little tasteless for most but overall I didn’t hate this movie in the least.

Looking at IMDB and other places where people mention this movie, I see one single complaint from most folks: it’s not realistic. Really? You mean a hollywood movie called “The Hangover” isn’t an accurate documentary about Vegas vacations? Perhaps someone should film a movie called “The Hangover”, and have it be nothing but pulsing white light, throbbing sounds, and some kind of subliminal effect to induce nausea?

Of course the idea of stealing a cop car and getting away with it long enough to have the valet bring it to you the next morning is far-fetched, jeeze.

Now on to “Bart Got a Room”. This movie was terrible, and the people who made it should feel bad. I’m actually surprised that it took this long for someone to try make another Napoleon Dynamite (I was expecting a string of cheaply made, crappy movies with “charm” after it came out), and they failed. I never understood why you’d watch Napoleon Dynamite over and over, but it was okay for a chuckle because it was just plain weird.

This movie was boring, trying too hard to be quirky, and wasn’t entertaining or even cute in the least. And maybe I fell asleep and missed part of it, but Jennifer Tilly’s character wasn’t explained at all, and seemed to serve little more purpose than an on-film wet-dream. I don’t think I’d recommend this movie to you unless you wore out your Napoleon Dynamite DVD, then you might enjoy it.

Finally, I’ll throw in a review for “Shoot ‘em Up”. I liked the two main actors in this movie, and someone recommended it to me if you liked Matrix-esque “gunplay” movies. I’ll never listen to that person again, this movie was awful. There were like three sections of gunplay in the entire movie that I found entertaining, most of it was just far-fetched and stupid (again, this is in comparison to “Matrix-esque gunplay movies”).

I’m no prude, but some of the sexual content in this movie was almost disturbing. Going to a hooker that specializes in lactation for men with that “baby need”, so you can feed a newly born infant, that you just ran through the gritty streets with, carrying it in such a way he might as well have been carrying it by it’s leg? Who the hell finds this shit entertaining?

On the whole, “Shoot ‘em Up” plays out like an 8 year old found a box of his dad’s movies that contained really violent movies and one or two pornos, and then he turned around and wrote a script about it. Given the material, the acting is pretty good (though maybe I just really like Paul Giamatti) but this movie isn’t worth your time unless it’s the last DVD on the rack.