If you’ve ever wondered what is going through my head when I am quiet. It isn’t some shit I want to talk, it is images dancing in my head, pretty much summed up in this video.

Over the holiday I got to catch up on some movies I wanted to see.

First up, Beowulf. See this in IMAX 3D. It was incredible sound and visuals, If you miss this in IMAX then don’t bother watching it, on home video this movie wouldn’t be as rad. When blood spills 4 stories in front of your face, its amazing. Not to mention, wet gold boobs in 3D. This movie was much better then I expected, it only had one Transfromers moment, when Beowulf rips through the eye of a sea serpent and yells, “I am (megatron) Beowulf” This made me laugh with joy. The motion capture is done well, and Crispin Glover was cast just right, as Grendal.

4 madex’s out of 5 in IMAX (for magic and spectacle)

1 Madex’s out of 5 if on homevideo. (for poor acting and gay vacant eye movement)

Secondly, No Country for Old Men. I forgot to breath for 2 hours while watching this film, it was fucking intense. It was bad ass from the get go, it was Fargo with the bad ass dial on full blast and the funny stuff swept under the carpet. This mother fucker will win the Oscar, Friendo.

5 madex’s out of 5

Madex here to remind you that daily I troll the internet for fun stuff.

There is a link on Whateves.com under blogroll where you can check it out.

I do this so I don’t clog up our blog with posting from other blogs, etc.

So check out the Madex Treasure Chest, I like to share.

Bethan, 56, lives in southern England on the same street as best friend Allie, 64.

They are on their first holiday to Kenya, a country they say is “just full of big young boys who like us older girls.”

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I had to take my iphone out to take a picture of this.

I almost dropped my Mexxxican Coke.

If this hasn’t already been posted, please watch.

-This ones for Teddy.

She uses Master Card, not American Express.
The box office lady at The Bridge Movie Theatre told Madex and I-
Beyonce used her Master-C to buy movie tickets.

If you love fine theater, then you will love this.

Lets get a crew together to go see this, this Friday at 8pm at Charlie O’s downtown. I got my ticket, get yours now.
Get your tickets here

Right after an LA RECORD EVENT will be exploding on the bar, so sick around for drinks and bands to follow.

Quiet Riot Singer Kevin DuBrow, 52, Found Dead In His Las Vegas Home.

If you care, more info.  

If you drove by Sunset Blvd. and Edgecliffe Dr. @ Sunset Junction before 2006  you would have seen the homeless man with many names:  Duckman, Kelly Bump’s Boyfriend, Circa Loco, Pirate man. All the names work, he used to dress up and dance to his boom box in the park in the middle of the street with capes and swords, eye patches and dresses. He would hold circus shows behind a sheet near the Mexican church. He wasn’t friendly, but he still brought joy to me. Sadly he died last year of Pneumonia. He is now forever immortal in a new mural at sunset junction on the side of the Army surplus store that appears in the film FALLING DOWN.

The old mural was destroyed by tagging, with huge blue paint splatters.

Other characters of the area are also included, like Mr, Silverlake the constantly walking dude who reads the news paper shirtless in blue shorts.

There is also another famous homeless fellow named the $5 guy, but he wasn’t included. I guess you have to die to get your own mural in this town.

I have roommates, each one very different, but each with their own awesomeness. Our house is drama free and full or laughter, this Saturday was spent watching my roommate Teddy Ebony Jewel do interpretative dance shirtless all over the living room to Kate Bush’s “This Woman’s Work.”

Then things really got interesting when patBenatard came over and started to dance with Teddy Ebony Jewel. They learned the Soulja Boy Dance in the living room and I took Pictures. I found this Video on youtube for them to dance to.

Hari, the girl who lives below us is a female comedian (not a lesbian) who is hilarious all the time, she text’d Teddy Ebony Jewel while he was dancing and asked what was going on, since it had to have sounded like the house was going to fall down the hill with all the stomping. Her father was in town visiting downstairs and she text’d back, “I was trying to tell my dad that gays aren’t all about show tunes and sparkles, Thanks for shattering the stereotype”. Needless to say, he laughed so hard he almost fell out the window.

If you haven’t read my older skunk posts then you can read them here: Post 1 (Dear Skunk) and Post 2 (I Have White People Problems). In a nutshell, I have skunks. They live under my deck. They smell and dig up the ground. I’m trying to get rid of them… peacefully.

I started thinking to my self last night. If I make this entry comfortable and easy for the skunks to come and go as they please then they will really love living under my deck, and they will never leave! So I grabbed and old wooden board out of my shed and placed it long ways over the entry point. My thinking behind this was that they cant chew threw wood and they will get frustrated and then will to somewhere else. I also placed a big rock over the hole part. The rock (see above) is big and heavy.

The story continues along with more pictures after the jump.

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As an American, I have standards. I like my pop stars low on talent, and high on looks and sassiness. With that said, I have finally become fed up with Amy Winehouse. I have her discs, but I am sick and tired of her wretched ass wasting my time on the gossip pages. If I only had a nickel for every time she shows up as being too skinny, too coked out, nearly dead, stealing someone’s dog, impersonating a ghoul, or an old woman from Miami Beach, I would easily have enough for a double double combo at In-N-Out.

She can sing, and when she does, I imagine some mix of Alessandra Ambrosio, or Alessandra Ambrosio singing to me, instead of a raged out bag of bones, hair, eye makeup, coke, booze and tattoo ink. If I don’t, or my suspension of disbelief fails, I remember that she’s missing a tooth and gets in bar fights, and it just ruins it for me.

Missing a tooth you say? Oh yes. I understand she’s british, and that may fly over there, but the modern world has dentists and dental appliances to fix such. How do you not get a tooth fixed? Seriously. That’s like sitting around your house with a hole in the wall and just buying PS2 games while squirrels sneak in and eat your food while you’re passed out on the floor from drinking too much Natural Light. She may be able to whistle through that tooth, or possibly drink liquids through a straw while her mouth is closed, but those are parlor tricks. She’s English, and if the Spice Girls have taught us anything, the English are classy, and beneath such foolishness and gimmickry.

see “generic emo girl” along with some more annoying scenesters at yourscenesucks.com brilliant.

they’ve a book for sale as well. books make good gifts!