Thursday, May 28, 2009

Pay to Play

In general, I'm a tightwad. In most cases I'll take some sort of inconvenience to pay less for something (6 people in a taxi cab, nosebleed seats for a Brewer game, etc). But as of late I've been doing the opposite, paying more for utter comfort.

Folks, let me introduce you to IPic.

Tickets for movies are $14, which is sort of steep, but the benefits quickly outweigh the cost.
  • First, the video and sound are both digital, so the picture quality is beautiful, and the sound is amazing. It shakes your seats on some of the louder scenes!
  • The seats are reserved, which kinda stinks if you want to sit a huge group together, but we've been pretty fortunate so far.
  • Speaking of the seats, they're love seat-style, with two people sitting together in the back section. And they're comfortable as can be, with a fold down arm rest in between.
  • It's 21 and over after 7 pm, so there's no little kids ruining the movie with their crying and talking. I didn't even realize it until after the movie, but that is awesome.
  • You can drink all sorts of alcohol during your movie. Beer wine, mixed drinks, it's all there.
  • And free popcorn to boot. And you get free tickets for bowling in the attached bowling alley.
Now I wouldn't recommend it for every movie. But it made the experience of Star Trek that much better, in my humble opinion. If you're in the Whitefish Bay area give it a try, I doubt you'll be disappointing.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Bane of My Existence

I've been very happy with nearly every aspect of our new house, minus one thing: the parking situation. Out place came with a two car garage, plus a concrete slab next to it that can fit one car. This would be more than enough if a family lived here, but we're 5 working people with 5 cars. Add in the fact that you can't park in the street overnight, and things get difficult. Shorewood offers parking lots for $45 a month, but the stipulations of said parking lots are borderline ridiculous. The first lot we could get into had rules for when you could have your car in there. It had to be out by 7:00 AM in the morning, and couldn't return to the lot until 6:00 pm. Considering I work an 8:00 am to 5:00 pm job, this provides some issues. For the first two months I made sure that I was leaving the lot by around 7:00, and when I returned home I would park my car on the street until after 6:00 pm. This was a pain in the ass.

However we also signed up to be on the waiting list for another lot, and after a few months we got put into this lot. The only stipulation for this lot was that you could only leave the car in the lot for 4 hours during the day, so it would need to be moved out of the lot during the day. Not really a problem, for the most part. However, this parking lot is between a funeral home, library, and the village hall, so it is used CONSTANTLY. Monday nights, especially, are the worst. For the past month I've come home on Monday nights only to find the entire lot full. No problem, I tell myself, I'll just park on the street and move into the lot in an hour. But then an hour goes by, and I go to move my car AND IT'S STILL FULL. I'm paying damn good money for that spot, is it so hard to make these other people park on the road?

The fact that parking is the biggest headache in my life should make me happy, though. Things could be a lot worse.

Friday, May 15, 2009

Gregor's Dirty Laundry

  • I didn't really get into baseball until 2 years ago, even though I played in high school.
  • The first alcoholic drink I had was Hooch. It took about 2 years after that for me to enjoy the taste of beer. And now it's pretty much all I drink.
  • I told Chad that I couldn't pick out the bassline for most songs my Freshman year of college. It's amazing how dumb I was back then.
  • I hardly ever ate hamburgers or cheeseburgers as a kid. It was hot dogs or (if we went out to eat) chicken nuggets, all the way.
  • Going off that, I didn't like steak all the much until high school. I think it was because we could only afford the lowest quality of steaks when I was a kid, so it was usually stringy, and bland as heck.
  • I convinced myself that telling people the truth all the time, no matter what the situation, was a good idea in the beginning of college. It's amazing I maintained any friends at all.
  • You know on the passenger side mirror of cars it says "Objects in mirror are closer than then appear"? Well I used to think that meant if something was too far away from the mirror it would disappear from site. And when it got closer it would pop out of nowhere and reappear.
  • I thought the lead singer of Rush was a female until I was 18.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

My Morning Vice

Many of us, whether we're in the working world or not, tend to rely on certain stimulants to get us going in the morning. For some people it's coffee. I love seeing certain people in the hallway here at work, because they are NEVER without their mug of coffee. I've seen people come out of the bathroom stall with it. Others it's Mountain Dew, or an energy drink. They drink it so much they start bringing in cases of soda to stock in the fridge.

But me? Well, I shower.

Even if I took a shower the night before (like I did after working out last night), I still shower every weekday morning. It's probably more of a mental thing than anything, but it gets me going in the morning unlike anything else. Just 5 or 10 minutes soaking in some hot water recharges my batteries, washes away the worries of the previous day and prepares me for the next day.

Now I'm not saying I don't indulge in some caffeine (or Gummy Bears, as was the case today) from time to time, but for me the best part of waking up is a nice hot shower in the morning.

Monday, May 11, 2009

To Boldly Go...

(I'll keep this spoiler-free, in case anyone hasn't seen the movie yet)

My nerdery is very wide, for the most part, but there are some pockets of the spectrum that I really haven't delved too deeply into. Star Trek is one of them. I had seen a few issues here and there, knew characters, and had seen 2 or 3 of the movies, but the only lasting aspect of the Star Trek universe was this .gif file.

No, I will not give you any context.

Anyways, I was interested in the idea of rebooting the Star Trek franchise, because franchises tend to get stale after a while: it's the nature of the beast. So we went to the IPic at Bayshore Mall, grudgingly paid $14 a seat, and watched the movie.

And I gotta say, it was well, well worth the money. It follows the same line of thinking for every "first" movie, in that there's a lot of setup and character background, but the way they explain this new continuity is downright genius. A great movie with fun action, big explosions, and lots of humor, I can pretty much recommend it to anybody that likes watching movies. Everyone I saw the movie with loved it, even to the point of wanting to go back and watch the original series.

So while you're waiting for the nice weather to finally stay here for good, do yourself a favor and see Star Trek in the theater. THIS is the reason the movies are shown on a 40 foot screen.

Friday, May 8, 2009

I Really Should be Saving Money, But.....

...this is too good to pass up.

Currently on sale on Amazon for $9.95. That, ladies and gentlemen is a DEAL. Don't believe me? Check out the first review
This item has wolves on it which makes it intrinsically sweet and worth 5 stars by itself, but once I tried it on, that's when the magic happened. After checking to ensure that the shirt would properly cover my girth, I walked from my trailer to Wal-mart with the shirt on and was immediately approached by women. The women knew from the wolves on my shirt that I, like a wolf, am a mysterious loner who knows how to 'howl at the moon' from time to time (if you catch my drift!). The women that approached me wanted to know if I would be their boyfriend and/or give them money for something they called mehth. I told them no, because they didn't have enough teeth, and frankly a man with a wolf-shirt shouldn't settle for the first thing that comes to him.

I arrived at Wal-mart, mounted my courtesy-scooter (walking is such a drag!) sitting side saddle so that my wolves would show. While I was browsing tube socks, I could hear aroused asthmatic breathing behind me. I turned around to see a slightly sweaty dream in sweatpants and flip-flops standing there. She told me she liked the wolves on my shirt, I told her I wanted to howl at her moon. She offered me a swig from her mountain dew, and I drove my scooter, with her shuffling along side out the door and into the rest of our lives. Thank you wolf shirt.

Pros: Fits my girthy frame, has wolves on it, attracts women
Cons: Only 3 wolves (could probably use a few more on the 'guns'), cannot see wolves when sitting with arms crossed, wolves would have been better if they glowed in the dark.
Oh hello, what other recommendations do you have, Amazon?

Nothing sets off a nice black Wolf t-shirt like purple Zubaz pants. I've said before that I want these to come back into style, but I think the time is now. Who's up for a Wolf Pack bar crawl?

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Entrance Music

Carlos Corporan, a minor league back-up catcher in the Brewers system, was recently called up to the big leagues to back-up Jason Kendell until Mike Rivera gets off the Disabled List. (He also got his first major league hit last night. Congrats Carlos!)

And it got me thinking, once again: What would I pick for my entrance music? The choice is rather obvious. AC/DC "Whole Lotta Rosie." Give the beginning a quick listen.

Awesome, eh? I picture a crowded Miller Park, bottom of the 9th, two outs. Down by one, with a man on second. My name is announced, the crowd roars, and then the guitar lick roars out of the loud speakers. Duh-duh-nah-nah-nah-nah-naah! And then the whole crowd shouts my last name. Or "Gregor!" Either one works. Duh-duh-nah-nah-nah-nah-naah! Again shouting! The place is electric. And then I pull out my bat, and it's got "Rosie" engraved on the side, and the crowd goes bananas!!! What happens after that? Well, we'll hopefully find out someday, no?

Aaaah, day dreaming....

So what would be YOUR entrance music, fair reader?

Monday, May 4, 2009

Hell Yeah Monday!

Today is quickly turning into a "Hell Yeah Monday!" Reasons? We've got plenty!
  • Turtles in Time is getting remade. As I talked about during Top 5 week, Turtles in Time is one of my favorite video games EVAH, so I'm really looking forward to this.
  • From, "Credit Mike Vassallo with an assist; the Brewers' PR director suggested an entrance song for reliever Jorge Julio, who now comes into games to the tune of Paul Simon's "Me and Julio Down by the Schoolyard."" I cubeloled quite heartily about that one.
  • Spring has finally sprung, with highs in the 60s nearly all week long. I had my shirt off both Saturday and Sunday while outside. And loved every minute of it. Minus when I went +18 in disc golf in Whitewater. But it's still early in the season!
  • I had a dream last night that Rocky Balboa had opened an auto shop in Edgar, and was barely scraping by with Adrian. It even looked like the movie, with the colors slightly washed out, like a lot of movies from the 70s look.
So cheer up, chaps. It's only Monday!

Friday, May 1, 2009

I've Figured out Twitter

When new technology comes out of nowhere I tend to be pretty skeptical. It's just the manner of the beast for me to think, "Bwah, why would anybody use THAT?"

I'm working on that.

It's been about 20 days since BlaZE joined the Twitter nation. And we've been talking about it off and on since then, and I think I've got my head wrapped around it the progression. AIM Away Messeges led to Facebook Status updates, which now has given way to Twitter's Tweets. In high school and college, away messages were how you told everyone what you were up to, posted a funny link, or just blathered on about something. Eventually people started doing the same thing with their Facebook Status, which allowed people to know what was going on even if that original person wasn't on AIM at the time. And now you can find out what people are up to or thinking even if you're not by a computer!

So will I start Twittering now? Nah. Luckily at the moment I'm pretty much surrounded by people, 24/7, that I can tell what I'm thinking, and get instant feedback. Maybe when I'm old, sad, and alone in my mansion with my action figures I'll start Tweeting.

"Had Fiber One and prunes for breakfast this morning. Now it's time to alphabetize my Ninja Turtle figures again."