Here are the answers to last post's quiz:
1. "One day, lad, all this will be yours." "What, the curtains?"
Who Said It: The King of Swamp Castle (Michael Palin)
To Whom: Prince Herbert (Terry Jones)
The Movie: Monty Python and the Holy Grail
The Year: 1975
Okay, so I took a little liberties with this one, but close enough. Collin gets points for immediately sending the King's response, "No, not the curtains..."
2. "We're off on the road to Judea..."
Who Said It: Comicus (Mel Brooks), Swiftus (Ron Carey), Josephus (Gregory Hines), Miriam (Mary-Margaret Humes)
To Whom: Musical Number, near the end of the Roman Empire section
The Movie: Mel Brooks' The History of the World, Part I
The Year: 1981
A great spoof on the old Bob Hope - Bing Crosby "Road" movies; it was a rare road trip in college that didn't start out with this ditty. Points go to Todd for sending in the correct answer.
3. "Sir, does this mean that Ann-Margaret's not coming?"
Who Said It: Private Joker (Matthew Modine)
To Whom: Lieutenant Lockhart (John Terry)
The Movie: Full Metal Jacket
The Year: 1987
I cannot believe that this didn't trigger Collin's FMJ archives... I guess he's saving it for the Red Eyed Fly... no points for anyone....
4. "No, Mr. Bond - I expect you to die!"
Who Said It: Auric Goldfinger (Gert Fröbe)
To Whom: James Bond (Sean Connery)
The Movie: Goldfinger
The Year: 1964
Shirley Bassey's full-throttle theme song, girls in gold paint, a solid gold Rolls Royce, Oddjob and his killer bowler, and Pussy Galore... how can you go wrong? Plus, Connery's Bond set the gold standard... pun intended :) Points given to Todd for identifying the movie, but deducted for even mentioning Roger Moore in the same breath.
5. "Put... the candle.... back."
Who Said It: Dr. Frederick Frankenstein (Gene Wilder)
To Whom: Inga (Terri Garr)
The Movie: Young Frankenstein
The Year: 1974
The revolving bookcase scene... One of Mel Brooks' best movies, right alongside "Blazing Saddles" and "History of the World"... no points for anyone on this one...
6. "Contemplate this on the tree of woe."
Who Said It: Thulsa Doom (James Earl Jones)
To Whom: Conan (Arnold Schwarzenegger)
The Movie: Conan the Barbarian
The Year: 1982
Part of what is arguably the best line of dialog in the entire movie, delivered by the incomparable James Earl Jones, whose Thulsa Doom exuded calm, quiet evil. Points to Kay for posting the correct answer in the comments...
7. "It's such an interesting concept, mixing mime and food."
Who Said It: Marty DiBergi (Rob Reiner)
To Whom: Morty the Mime (Billy Crystal)
The Movie: This Is Spinal Tap
The Year: 1984
This was such a wacky quote, from such a wacky movie, I thought "why not?" No points for anyone here...
That's all for this time... keep an eye out for my Top 20 Favorite Movie Quotes - coming to a blog near you! Thanks for playing, and see Johnny as you leave for your lovely parting gifts!
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
One day, lad, this will all be yours... (what, the curtains?)
Ah, summertime! Warm, breezy days; little fluffy clouds floating across an azure sky; having an ice cold beer at the ballpark, listening to the crack of the bat and watching the ballet that is baseball... except, this is Texas - only one of those actually described this weekend's activities :) Let's start with the weather - fairly average temperatures for this time of year, but the humidity was through the roof, and the torrential rains reminded me of Miami - oh, did I forget to mention that I went to Houston this weekend? Ah, yes... that explains it!
Chris found out some time back that I had never been to a Major League Baseball game before - plenty of Minor League, but never the "bigs" - and decided to correct this glaring omission in my sports resume. We chose the Astros - Mariners series that played this weekend in Houston, since Houston is close and Chris is a die-hard Seattle Mariners fan... plus, Collin's sister Jessica lives in Houston, and she and a friend were coming to the game with us. Tickets were purchased and on Saturday we loaded into the mighty Dodge and hit the road... of course, it couldn't be that simple :)
We're off on the road to Judea....
The trip went rather well for the most part - most of the rain was waiting for us in Houston, so we just had the occasional sprinkle to deal with, and the number of Amateurs out driving was fairly normal. Once we hit Houston, however, everything got stupid. For one thing, you'd think that as much as it had been raining that people would have gotten used to it; nope. We spend a long time on I-10 creeping along, which gave the Amateurs time to get bored and start their favorite games: - Random Speed / Lane Changes. Oy. We almost made the move to the access road, but they weren't going any faster than we were. Just before we hit Loop 610, we found the cause of the traffic tie-up that had mired us for miles - there was a low spot in the road, and a 3 inch deep puddle had managed to terrify everyone with its awesome depths... that's the only explanation I could find, for once the brave souls had crossed the murky depths, each driver would pour on the speed in their desire to escape Charybdis. Within seconds, we were cruising at highway speeds again... go figure. We soon reached our destination (Jessica's apartment complex), and here's where the real fun started :)
Sir, does this mean Ann-Margaret's not coming?
As we pulled up to the gate, the security guard came out to meet us. Not a problem... until Chris cheerfully informs him, "Hi, I'm a burglar and my buddy here is an encyclopedia salesman!" Great fun, and I certainly appreciated the humor - our uniformed friend, not so much. Rather nonplussed, he simply chose to ignore the statement, and asked who we were there to visit. I'm sure he's heard it all before, and we're probably lucky he didn't consider us terrorists and call the cops :) Once the information exchange was completed, the gate swung open and in we went.
The sign on the gate said that we were supposed to park on the top level of the parking garage, but one look at the garage and one look at the Dodge was all you needed to see that that wasn't going to happen anytime soon - remember, the Dodge is mighty! Jessica gave us all the clearance we needed to flaunt the rules and park anywhere we wanted; of course the parking spaces were tiny, but that's just something you get used to when driving a Behemoth. Once parked, we grabbed our bags and went upstairs to the apartment.
No, Mr. Bond - I expect you to die!
Jessica has a number of pet rabbits, all doing pretty much what bunnies do: converting food into heat and bunny poo. They took a huge liking to Chris, and pretty much ignored me :) After we had killed a bit of time and had a chance to unwind a bit, Jessica's friend Bridget came by, so we all piled into Jessica's car and off to the ballpark we went.
We got to the park with minimal fuss, and found a pretty good parking spot, only a few blocks away. Once parked, we headed over to a sports bar directly across from the stadium - where we found out their power was out... bummer! Fortunately, the establishment next door had paid their electric bill (heh) and we were able to quench our thirst with some barleypop before walking over to the stadium.
Put. The Candle. Back.
I was duly impressed with Minute Maid Park, and we had great seats on the fourth level, on the first base side, even with first base; the view of the action was fantastic! Chris had gotten us seats in the first row of our section, so we had plenty of legroom and an unobstructed view. We were early enough to catch batting practice, so we found our seats and chilled out for a while; then we wandered about the stadium for a bit, grabbed some hotdogs & beer and headed back for the seats.
We got back in plenty of time for the National Anthem, which was preceded by a group of Marine recruits being sworn in - it gave me goosebumps as the oath was read, recalling my own induction into the Army in 1985. After the anthem, it was time to "play ball!"
The Astros had beaten the Mariners on Friday night, and it was no different on Saturday night - Houston hammered the Seattle pitching staff, and though they scored runs and Ichiro gave a brilliant display of base-stealing, it was not enough. It was never really close enough for the game to be very exciting, but it was still a great night at the ballpark, especially since it was my first.
Afterwards, we headed out for some dinner, drinks and conversation until the wee hours, then headed back to the apartment & crashed on the couch until 1oam. Jessica took us to Le Peep for breakfast - good chow and our waiter, Mike, was the best :) but the torrential rains continued all morning, so I wasn't really sure why I'd bothered to pack anything but swim trunks :) After breakfast (lunch?) we loaded the Dodge up and headed back to Austin, this time via US290 - but unfortunately, the Amateurs found us and made things pretty crappy until we got out of Houston.
Contemplate this on the tree of woe.
Once we got back to Austin, Chris dropped me off at my house and I spent some time unpacking and unwinding, checking email, that sort of thing - then I went over at 7p to do the next phase of brewing my batch of brown ale... we transferred it from primary to secondary fermentation, where it will stay for another week; at which point it will be time to bottle. It looks like it's going to be a good batch, if the intermediate taste test is any indication :)
Once that was done, it was time for a beer or two then off to the rack for some needed shuteye... except that I couldn't get to sleep after sleeping till 10a - my sleep schedule was all whacked out. So I stayed up till 0245 doing email and watching old movies... I still made it to work by 0915 :)
This weekend is the ARRL Field Day activity for Amateur Radio operators across the country - this will be the fourth year that Chris and I have teamed up in the Mobile category, and Jessica and her dad will be running their low-power station as usual... it's always fun, and maybe this year we will be able to put them in the log!
It's such an interesting concept, mixing mime and food.
Don't forget - Godzilla's Favorite Rock Band, The Humiliators, will be playing Saturday, 30 June 2007 at The Red Eyed Fly! We will be reuniting with the Killer Crocs of Uganda for the first time in months - don't miss this show! The fun starts at 10pm, but you will miss out on a lot of fun if you wait until then to show up... you have been warned!
Bonus Section (50 points)
For each of the movie quotes given, provide the following:
1. Who said it
2. To whom it was said
3. In what movie
4. The year of the movie's release
Chris found out some time back that I had never been to a Major League Baseball game before - plenty of Minor League, but never the "bigs" - and decided to correct this glaring omission in my sports resume. We chose the Astros - Mariners series that played this weekend in Houston, since Houston is close and Chris is a die-hard Seattle Mariners fan... plus, Collin's sister Jessica lives in Houston, and she and a friend were coming to the game with us. Tickets were purchased and on Saturday we loaded into the mighty Dodge and hit the road... of course, it couldn't be that simple :)
We're off on the road to Judea....
The trip went rather well for the most part - most of the rain was waiting for us in Houston, so we just had the occasional sprinkle to deal with, and the number of Amateurs out driving was fairly normal. Once we hit Houston, however, everything got stupid. For one thing, you'd think that as much as it had been raining that people would have gotten used to it; nope. We spend a long time on I-10 creeping along, which gave the Amateurs time to get bored and start their favorite games: - Random Speed / Lane Changes. Oy. We almost made the move to the access road, but they weren't going any faster than we were. Just before we hit Loop 610, we found the cause of the traffic tie-up that had mired us for miles - there was a low spot in the road, and a 3 inch deep puddle had managed to terrify everyone with its awesome depths... that's the only explanation I could find, for once the brave souls had crossed the murky depths, each driver would pour on the speed in their desire to escape Charybdis. Within seconds, we were cruising at highway speeds again... go figure. We soon reached our destination (Jessica's apartment complex), and here's where the real fun started :)
Sir, does this mean Ann-Margaret's not coming?
As we pulled up to the gate, the security guard came out to meet us. Not a problem... until Chris cheerfully informs him, "Hi, I'm a burglar and my buddy here is an encyclopedia salesman!" Great fun, and I certainly appreciated the humor - our uniformed friend, not so much. Rather nonplussed, he simply chose to ignore the statement, and asked who we were there to visit. I'm sure he's heard it all before, and we're probably lucky he didn't consider us terrorists and call the cops :) Once the information exchange was completed, the gate swung open and in we went.
The sign on the gate said that we were supposed to park on the top level of the parking garage, but one look at the garage and one look at the Dodge was all you needed to see that that wasn't going to happen anytime soon - remember, the Dodge is mighty! Jessica gave us all the clearance we needed to flaunt the rules and park anywhere we wanted; of course the parking spaces were tiny, but that's just something you get used to when driving a Behemoth. Once parked, we grabbed our bags and went upstairs to the apartment.
No, Mr. Bond - I expect you to die!
Jessica has a number of pet rabbits, all doing pretty much what bunnies do: converting food into heat and bunny poo. They took a huge liking to Chris, and pretty much ignored me :) After we had killed a bit of time and had a chance to unwind a bit, Jessica's friend Bridget came by, so we all piled into Jessica's car and off to the ballpark we went.
We got to the park with minimal fuss, and found a pretty good parking spot, only a few blocks away. Once parked, we headed over to a sports bar directly across from the stadium - where we found out their power was out... bummer! Fortunately, the establishment next door had paid their electric bill (heh) and we were able to quench our thirst with some barleypop before walking over to the stadium.
Put. The Candle. Back.
I was duly impressed with Minute Maid Park, and we had great seats on the fourth level, on the first base side, even with first base; the view of the action was fantastic! Chris had gotten us seats in the first row of our section, so we had plenty of legroom and an unobstructed view. We were early enough to catch batting practice, so we found our seats and chilled out for a while; then we wandered about the stadium for a bit, grabbed some hotdogs & beer and headed back for the seats.
We got back in plenty of time for the National Anthem, which was preceded by a group of Marine recruits being sworn in - it gave me goosebumps as the oath was read, recalling my own induction into the Army in 1985. After the anthem, it was time to "play ball!"
The Astros had beaten the Mariners on Friday night, and it was no different on Saturday night - Houston hammered the Seattle pitching staff, and though they scored runs and Ichiro gave a brilliant display of base-stealing, it was not enough. It was never really close enough for the game to be very exciting, but it was still a great night at the ballpark, especially since it was my first.
Afterwards, we headed out for some dinner, drinks and conversation until the wee hours, then headed back to the apartment & crashed on the couch until 1oam. Jessica took us to Le Peep for breakfast - good chow and our waiter, Mike, was the best :) but the torrential rains continued all morning, so I wasn't really sure why I'd bothered to pack anything but swim trunks :) After breakfast (lunch?) we loaded the Dodge up and headed back to Austin, this time via US290 - but unfortunately, the Amateurs found us and made things pretty crappy until we got out of Houston.
Contemplate this on the tree of woe.
Once we got back to Austin, Chris dropped me off at my house and I spent some time unpacking and unwinding, checking email, that sort of thing - then I went over at 7p to do the next phase of brewing my batch of brown ale... we transferred it from primary to secondary fermentation, where it will stay for another week; at which point it will be time to bottle. It looks like it's going to be a good batch, if the intermediate taste test is any indication :)
Once that was done, it was time for a beer or two then off to the rack for some needed shuteye... except that I couldn't get to sleep after sleeping till 10a - my sleep schedule was all whacked out. So I stayed up till 0245 doing email and watching old movies... I still made it to work by 0915 :)
This weekend is the ARRL Field Day activity for Amateur Radio operators across the country - this will be the fourth year that Chris and I have teamed up in the Mobile category, and Jessica and her dad will be running their low-power station as usual... it's always fun, and maybe this year we will be able to put them in the log!
It's such an interesting concept, mixing mime and food.
Don't forget - Godzilla's Favorite Rock Band, The Humiliators, will be playing Saturday, 30 June 2007 at The Red Eyed Fly! We will be reuniting with the Killer Crocs of Uganda for the first time in months - don't miss this show! The fun starts at 10pm, but you will miss out on a lot of fun if you wait until then to show up... you have been warned!
Bonus Section (50 points)
For each of the movie quotes given, provide the following:
1. Who said it
2. To whom it was said
3. In what movie
4. The year of the movie's release
Monday, June 18, 2007
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