This blog was named after a long lost blogger pal of mine. It was created so my other blogger pals and I from the Awful Truth can avoid the twitards and have meaningful and intelligent conversations.
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jake gyllenhaul aka toothy tile
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
it's all about Jake....
his new movie, Source Code, coming out this weekend and is getting good reviews (86% fresh on rottentomatoes.com).
I found a website with the script and read about 1/2. (Plus you know I skipped ahead and read the ending.) When I tried to return to the site, it had been deleted. However, I can say that the script is much more interesting than the "will he save her" spin the trailers seem to be giving this. It's directed by the same guy whose first film was "Moon," Duncan Jones. Duncan is David Bowie's son.
Tish: I saw the story about Ugly on Facebook. I just want to go home and hug my kitties more than I usually do. Man, that made me cry but I have to at least be thankful Ugly didn't die alone. I want to be Ugly too.
This actually looks like a decent plotted movie. I just might spring for it. I watched Prince of Persia on Demand while I was on vacay-that was a true abomination!!! Soooo bad, right down to the horrid accent Jakey couldn't even keep going. First 2 days at work were GREAT! DL has been cleaning out her office and leaving everybody alone. We still don't know who is taking her place yet though. Let me tell you exactly how nice it is to walk to work-REAL NICE!! Double bonus, Michael's school bus stop is right across the street from the house. The only problem so far is the screaming psycho teenager downstairs. I swear, she is causing a poltergeist in the front bedroom with her psychotic hormonal behaviour. She is a very angry girl which you would never know by looking at her. She has the face of an angel-
What is the Ugly story? It sounds too sad for me, I can't stand sad animal stories. I can't even watch Bambi or Dumbo because their of their mother's plights.
The Ugly story is about a stray cat that lived around an apartment building that everyone had dubbed "Ugly" because it had no tail, was full of scabs and ratty fur. But he was very affectionate. It's a life lesson learned, as we learn so well, from a cat. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N9sf2WqI-q8
Judes: You might want to stay away from the Ugly story as it is genuinely heart breaking but also inspiring. I'm just a sucker for stray cats and slip some food to a couple that come around my house when I can. They're afraid of me so I can't pick them up but the good news is; they appear to be in good health. They may belong to someone in the neighborhood and just take advantage of my largess which of course I'm happy to do.
The Ugly story just simply rocked me (no pun intended). Back in Junior high and the early days of high school some people called me ugly; including kids that were supposedly "friends". I just bit my lip, walked away and eventually got over it. I was just different than most of the red neck kids I grew up with in Madera California. Looking back, I can only surmise it was jealousy (why, I don't know as we were pretty poor, but I know girls liked me) and stupidity. Things got interesting the last two quarters of my Sophomore year in high school (a 4 year school). There were a small group of kids in my English class that were mentally challenged (the term mentally retarded or MR was used then) that my teacher volunteered to take on. The teacher didn't have a teachers aide so he asked me to help. I was dumbfounded by that and had greatly mixed emotions. I was so unsure of myself and he wanted me to help 5 MR kids??? Well, anyway, I got involved (albeit reluctantly) and found these kids to be friendly, easy to get along with and no where near as slow as I thought they would be. We all teased each other, but gently, and shared a lot of laughs with each other. I found myself standing next to them between classes or at lunch time and stood with them when other kids would invariably call them names and not walk away from them. Little did I know others noticed what I was doing - not just the teacher but the smartest & prettiest girls (and Cheerleaders) in the whole blinking school! Five of them came up to me and called me by name and I thought I was gonna faint! I didn't think they knew I was alive yet alone who I was. They just wanted to let me know they thought I was doing a really good and thoughtful act by helping these kids. About that time some of the jerks that called me and the MC kids names walked up and heard the girls talking to me. One of the girls turned to them and said I was just the smartest and one of the cutest, coolest guys in school and too bad they weren't the same - talk about instant karma! Things were pretty much a blur after that even though one the guys tried to pick a fight with me after school - he backed down when I flew into a rage that he pretty much knew he couldn't handle. The MC kids had their own teachers aide through the rest of high school but I always remained their friend and me theirs. I became good friends with the girls too much to the chagrin of some of their "in crowd" friends but they didn't care. That little story about Ugly really woke me up and reminded me that no matter what the appearance, most creatures on earth are looking for acceptance and affection. I'm so fiercely self reliant I forget that sometimes; so all in all, I'm glad I read the story.
thanks for sharing that beautiful story about your teenage years. i was a real loner during my high school years and didn't "blossom" socially till i was literally forced outta my shell by some college friends - thank God they wouldn't take no for an answer.
in any event, u appear to be quite the guy and it is quite an honor to have you on my blog.
Roc, it's true, you are quite a guy. Now why does h'wood keep filming pretend "super hero" stories when the world has real super heroes like you and those girls who stepped out of their bubble to acknowledge you?
I was very, very shy until I was about 18. I entered university and decided to make it a new world. Now people laugh when I tell them I was shy because they think I'm kidding.
i sometimes criticize the new technology and how it seems to limit in-person social interaction. but isn't it amazing how it brought "kindred spirits" like Roc, Tisha, LFJ, Judes and I together?
Now, I'm blushing; thank you guys! Tisha, I always think about the young lady that came to your house and offered to shovel snow even though you didn't have money to pay her; but I'm sure she was delighted with what you did give her though. I can't say enough about the girls as they treated everyone the same; as a friend. Lesser types were the snobby stuck up ones which I think was driven by their insecurities. They really helped me open up and gave me some confidence I sorely lacked at the time. I believe there are many more stories like mine and that's what gives me hope for the future. Patricia; shy???? Hmmm, that is a hard one to believe! ;<) I agree W4G, the new technology can seem to create barriers to interaction but also allows souls scattered around to meet and hook up when otherwise it most likely would never happen.
I had to sit through a lesson when I was in the seminary (did you know that, Roc?) about the deadening effects of modern technology and got a surprised professor's A on my responding essay that they were, to put in other words, full of shit.
Remember wondering about answers to obscure questions? Remember wondering if there were people like you out there, or people unlike you that you could love? It's all at the end of your keyboard now.
HOWEVER, I would sacrifice a limb to be able to meet all of you in person. Sometime Judes and I are going to meet in the middle of her far North of Chicago, me far South of Chicago suburbs and have a drink for all of us. Anyone who want to fly in for that meeting will spare being ridiculed.
if ever the day comes that we all finally meet, i have one request from u women. please don't fawn all over me and ignore Roc - he appears to be quite the sensitive fellow.
You guys are so right, I was beyond wild. I put my poor mother through alot of shit when I was young! So much that my grandfather drove 8 hours from Rhinelander, WI and physically took me from my sophmore year at Sullivan High School and enrolled me in St. Scholastica catholic school. I HATED it worse than anything and I was still wild. Smoking in the bathroom between classes, trying to figure out how in hell to cut class (never did, it was impossible), cutting my uniform skirt as short as possible until the nuns made me buy a new one. I did that three times until my mother told me she would kill me before she had to pay for another skirt. I was in detention almost every day. I finally calmed down at the end of my junior year and only because the dean told me if I didn't, I couldn't go to senior prom. All that and I still managed to get decent grades-LOL!
I loved your story Roc, always knew you were a special guy. I can't bring myself to watch the Ugly story, I just can't handle sad things that happen to helpless animals.
Those wild White Sox fan. I, personally, am completely neutral about baseball teams. I grew up with four brothers who were diehard White Sox fans and had the games blaring from the TV all summer. My kids, however, having spent their formative years downstate in Peoria, and also my granddaughter, are all rapid Cubs fans. My son wore an old well loved Cubs hat all the years he lived in Los Angeles. Once when I offered to buy him a new one he replied, "Who wants a new hat? I'm proud of my an old hat 'cause I'm a life long fan." Can't argue with that. He now proudly wears his increasingly battered hat in New York.
Oh dear, I be a Cubbie fan. My proudly-worn worn: "Cub Fans Go To Heaven 'Cause They Had Hell On Earth."
Once at Wrigley Field (yes, I've visited Chicago!), we were in line to get on the El and a man (rather odd-acting), refused to move along through the turnstyle because (and he was screaming this): "I don't want to ride with all the Yuppies."
I'm not worried about the girls fawning all over you W4G - who could blame them? - as I'm pretty much a mellow fellow these days. As for Sox versus Cubs, I 'll just remain neutral!
Oh, pooh, Roc. There's no real sports fans in LA, except those who are loyal to their home teams from other wheres. (Don't count the celebs who show up at games to get their pix taken. They only prove my point.)
Gawd, longingforjake, you're not from Milwaukee, are you?
Let me just clarify here, I am by no means a baseball fan. I like football and LOVE hockey. If, and that's a BIG if, I happen to indulge in baseball, I'll watch the Sox because the Cubs just suck so bad...... I begrudge nobody their baseball choice and I don't look down on you if you love your Cubbies-LOL!
Today is turning into a nice weather day-I picked a good one to take half a day off! I hope we find out who's taking DL's place tomorrow cuz there's been no news yet. Everyone at work is speculating wildly--
I'm meh about ALL professional sports. I followed the local teams loyally when my son was growing up only to share his enthusiasm.
I know who the new manager is. It's Judy Kelly!!!! (They asked me but I turned them down. I could never control that Judes lady. She'd run rings around me.)
Well, if I gotta pick a team, then I have to go with the Cubbies - only because I actually went to a game at Wrigley Field several years ago. My only involvement with Dodger baseball is that I go by the stadium every day and haven't been to a game there in many years now. But Judes, why wouldn't you want to be the manager??? Then you could run over anyone that gave you a hard time!
I had a young married couple living next to me. He was a Cubs fan; she was a Sox fan. During baseball season, on those weeks when there would be a cross town game, between the two teams, this very loving couple would not speak to the other if their team was losing. There was even some sleeping on the couch. NEVER understood that.
If my granddaughter was home now she'd be all "Go Cubs! Sox, sucks." Such passion.
I will see, just not this weekend - too many things I have to do, none of which are fun!
ReplyDeletei can't decide on whether to see Source Code or Mars Needs Moms...oh, decisions, decisions.
ReplyDeleteI found a website with the script and read about 1/2. (Plus you know I skipped ahead and read the ending.) When I tried to return to the site, it had been deleted. However, I can say that the script is much more interesting than the "will he save her" spin the trailers seem to be giving this. It's directed by the same guy whose first film was "Moon," Duncan Jones. Duncan is David Bowie's son.
ReplyDeleteTish:
ReplyDeleteI saw the story about Ugly on Facebook. I just want to go home and hug my kitties more than I usually do. Man, that made me cry but I have to at least be thankful Ugly didn't die alone. I want to be Ugly too.
This actually looks like a decent plotted movie.
ReplyDeleteI just might spring for it.
I watched Prince of Persia on Demand while I was on vacay-that was a true abomination!!! Soooo bad, right down to the horrid accent Jakey couldn't even keep going.
First 2 days at work were GREAT! DL has been cleaning out her office and leaving everybody alone. We still don't know who is taking her place yet though.
Let me tell you exactly how nice it is to walk to work-REAL NICE!! Double bonus, Michael's school bus stop is right across the street from the house. The only problem so far is the screaming psycho teenager downstairs. I swear, she is causing a poltergeist in the front bedroom with her psychotic hormonal behaviour.
She is a very angry girl which you would never know by looking at her. She has the face of an angel-
What is the Ugly story? It sounds too sad for me, I can't stand sad animal stories. I can't even watch Bambi or Dumbo because their of their mother's plights.
The Ugly story is about a stray cat that lived around an apartment building that everyone had dubbed "Ugly" because it had no tail, was full of scabs and ratty fur. But he was very affectionate. It's a life lesson learned, as we learn so well, from a cat. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N9sf2WqI-q8
ReplyDeleteJudes:
ReplyDeleteYou might want to stay away from the Ugly story as it is genuinely heart breaking but also inspiring. I'm just a sucker for stray cats and slip some food to a couple that come around my house when I can. They're afraid of me so I can't pick them up but the good news is; they appear to be in good health. They may belong to someone in the neighborhood and just take advantage of my largess which of course I'm happy to do.
The Ugly story just simply rocked me (no pun intended). Back in Junior high and the early days of high school some people called me ugly; including kids that were supposedly "friends". I just bit my lip, walked away and eventually got over it. I was just different than most of the red neck kids I grew up with in Madera California. Looking back, I can only surmise it was jealousy (why, I don't know as we were pretty poor, but I know girls liked me) and stupidity.
ReplyDeleteThings got interesting the last two quarters of my Sophomore year in high school (a 4 year school). There were a small group of kids in my English class that were mentally challenged (the term mentally retarded or MR was used then) that my teacher volunteered to take on. The teacher didn't have a teachers aide so he asked me to help. I was dumbfounded by that and had greatly mixed emotions. I was so unsure of myself and he wanted me to help 5 MR kids??? Well, anyway, I got involved (albeit reluctantly) and found these kids to be friendly, easy to get along with and no where near as slow as I thought they would be. We all teased each other, but gently, and shared a lot of laughs with each other. I found myself standing next to them between classes or at lunch time and stood with them when other kids would invariably call them names and not walk away from them. Little did I know others noticed what I was doing - not just the teacher but the smartest & prettiest girls (and Cheerleaders) in the whole blinking school! Five of them came up to me and called me by name and I thought I was gonna faint! I didn't think they knew I was alive yet alone who I was. They just wanted to let me know they thought I was doing a really good and thoughtful act by helping these kids. About that time some of the jerks that called me and the MC kids names walked up and heard the girls talking to me. One of the girls turned to them and said I was just the smartest and one of the cutest, coolest guys in school and too bad they weren't the same - talk about instant karma! Things were pretty much a blur after that even though one the guys tried to pick a fight with me after school - he backed down when I flew into a rage that he pretty much knew he couldn't handle. The MC kids had their own teachers aide through the rest of high school but I always remained their friend and me theirs. I became good friends with the girls too much to the chagrin of some of their "in crowd" friends but they didn't care. That little story about Ugly really woke me up and reminded me that no matter what the appearance, most creatures on earth are looking for acceptance and affection. I'm so fiercely self reliant I forget that sometimes; so all in all, I'm glad I read the story.
thanks for sharing that beautiful story about your teenage years. i was a real loner during my high school years and didn't "blossom" socially till i was literally forced outta my shell by some college friends - thank God they wouldn't take no for an answer.
ReplyDeletein any event, u appear to be quite the guy and it is quite an honor to have you on my blog.
Roc, it's true, you are quite a guy. Now why does h'wood keep filming pretend "super hero" stories when the world has real super heroes like you and those girls who stepped out of their bubble to acknowledge you?
ReplyDeleteI was very, very shy until I was about 18. I entered university and decided to make it a new world. Now people laugh when I tell them I was shy because they think I'm kidding.
as for the story about Ugly, i wish everyone would read it and heed its meaning. heartbreakin' yea, but worth the tears i shed.
ReplyDeletei sometimes criticize the new technology and how it seems to limit in-person social interaction. but isn't it amazing how it brought "kindred spirits" like Roc, Tisha, LFJ, Judes and I together?
ReplyDeletealthough i think in our "group", Judes was the "wild one" in high school. LOL
ReplyDeleteNow, I'm blushing; thank you guys! Tisha, I always think about the young lady that came to your house and offered to shovel snow even though you didn't have money to pay her; but I'm sure she was delighted with what you did give her though. I can't say enough about the girls as they treated everyone the same; as a friend. Lesser types were the snobby stuck up ones which I think was driven by their insecurities. They really helped me open up and gave me some confidence I sorely lacked at the time. I believe there are many more stories like mine and that's what gives me hope for the future.
ReplyDeletePatricia; shy???? Hmmm, that is a hard one to believe! ;<)
I agree W4G, the new technology can seem to create barriers to interaction but also allows souls scattered around to meet and hook up when otherwise it most likely would never happen.
although i think in our "group", Judes was the "wild one" in high school. LOL
ReplyDeleteOh NO doubt!
by the way, all 5 girls were Catholic and being the sheltered boy I was, I thought they might not be so engaging. Boy, was I wrong!
ReplyDeleteI had to sit through a lesson when I was in the seminary (did you know that, Roc?) about the deadening effects of modern technology and got a surprised professor's A on my responding essay that they were, to put in other words, full of shit.
ReplyDeleteRemember wondering about answers to obscure questions? Remember wondering if there were people like you out there, or people unlike you that you could love? It's all at the end of your keyboard now.
HOWEVER, I would sacrifice a limb to be able to meet all of you in person. Sometime Judes and I are going to meet in the middle of her far North of Chicago, me far South of Chicago suburbs and have a drink for all of us. Anyone who want to fly in for that meeting will spare being ridiculed.
Rocster, Catholic girls are easy...didn't u know that?!?
ReplyDeleteif ever the day comes that we all finally meet, i have one request from u women. please don't fawn all over me and ignore Roc - he appears to be quite the sensitive fellow.
ReplyDeleteYou know I worship the desk chair you sit on, Teddy, but if I ever ignored ANY friend of mine, you could be assured that alzheimer's had set in.
ReplyDeleteOpening Day!
ReplyDeleteDeal breaking question for Judes and TT:
Cubs or White Sox?
White Sox LFJ! I HATE the Flubs--
ReplyDeleteYou guys are so right, I was beyond wild. I put my poor mother through alot of shit when I was young! So much that my grandfather drove 8 hours from Rhinelander, WI and physically took me from my sophmore year at Sullivan High School and enrolled me in St. Scholastica catholic school. I HATED it worse than anything and I was still wild. Smoking in the bathroom between classes, trying to figure out how in hell to cut class (never did, it was impossible), cutting my uniform skirt as short as possible until the nuns made me buy a new one. I did that three times until my mother told me she would kill me before she had to pay for another skirt. I was in detention almost every day. I finally calmed down at the end of my junior year and only because the dean told me if I didn't, I couldn't go to senior prom. All that and I still managed to get decent grades-LOL!
I loved your story Roc, always knew you were a special guy. I can't bring myself to watch the Ugly story, I just can't handle sad things that happen to helpless animals.
Those wild White Sox fan. I, personally, am completely neutral about baseball teams. I grew up with four brothers who were diehard White Sox fans and had the games blaring from the TV all summer. My kids, however, having spent their formative years downstate in Peoria, and also my granddaughter, are all rapid Cubs fans. My son wore an old well loved Cubs hat all the years he lived in Los Angeles. Once when I offered to buy him a new one he replied, "Who wants a new hat? I'm proud of my an old hat 'cause I'm a life long fan." Can't argue with that. He now proudly wears his increasingly battered hat in New York.
ReplyDeleteI think I meant to say "rabid Cubs fans."
ReplyDeleteOh dear, I be a Cubbie fan. My proudly-worn worn: "Cub Fans Go To Heaven 'Cause They Had Hell On Earth."
ReplyDeleteOnce at Wrigley Field (yes, I've visited Chicago!), we were in line to get on the El and a man (rather odd-acting), refused to move along through the turnstyle because (and he was screaming this): "I don't want to ride with all the Yuppies."
I'm not worried about the girls fawning all over you W4G - who could blame them? - as I'm pretty much a mellow fellow these days. As for Sox versus Cubs, I 'll just remain neutral!
ReplyDeleteOh, pooh, Roc. There's no real sports fans in LA, except those who are loyal to their home teams from other wheres. (Don't count the celebs who show up at games to get their pix taken. They only prove my point.)
ReplyDeleteGawd, longingforjake, you're not from Milwaukee, are you?
Let me just clarify here, I am by no means a baseball fan. I like football and LOVE hockey. If, and that's a BIG if, I happen to indulge in baseball, I'll watch the Sox because the Cubs just suck so bad......
ReplyDeleteI begrudge nobody their baseball choice and I don't look down on you if you love your Cubbies-LOL!
Today is turning into a nice weather day-I picked a good one to take half a day off! I hope we find out who's taking DL's place tomorrow cuz there's been no news yet. Everyone at work is speculating wildly--
I'm meh about ALL professional sports. I followed the local teams loyally when my son was growing up only to share his enthusiasm.
ReplyDeleteI know who the new manager is. It's Judy Kelly!!!! (They asked me but I turned them down. I could never control that Judes lady. She'd run rings around me.)
hey Judes, not much of a sports fan but i love hockey also!!!! of cource, the Pgh. Penquins are my favs.
ReplyDeleteand the truth be told Roc, if we all got together all the ladies would be fawning after you, not me.
Roc, there is no neutrality when it comes to Chicago baseball, so pick a team!
ReplyDeleteWe lose, but we're lovable. We suck, but we blame it on the goat curse (really, how else can one explain it?).
No, I do not live in Milwaukee!
I don't like the Sox because I hate the American League and the designated hitter rule. And they tore down the old Comiskey.
W4G, you gotta share the wealth with your boy Roc. He just wants to be loved. Is that so wrong?
Well, I'll be: Judes a little tooter? Hmmm . . .
You SLAY me LFJ (yuck-yuck-yuck!!!)
ReplyDelete:)
GOD FORBID P! I wouldn't want, nor could they pay me enough to take the manager job.
Well, if I gotta pick a team, then I have to go with the Cubbies - only because I actually went to a game at Wrigley Field several years ago. My only involvement with Dodger baseball is that I go by the stadium every day and haven't been to a game there in many years now.
ReplyDeleteBut Judes, why wouldn't you want to be the manager??? Then you could run over anyone that gave you a hard time!
" cutting my uniform skirt as short as possible", uuh, got any pictures little girl??? ;<)
ReplyDeleteand, oh, the DS rule SUCKS, what stupid rule. JMHO....
ReplyDeleteI had a young married couple living next to me. He was a Cubs fan; she was a Sox fan. During baseball season, on those weeks when there would be a cross town game, between the two teams, this very loving couple would not speak to the other if their team was losing. There was even some sleeping on the couch. NEVER understood that.
ReplyDeleteIf my granddaughter was home now she'd be all "Go Cubs! Sox, sucks." Such passion.
I have enough love for two men, Roc & Teddy.
Most recent TeeVee Guide tells me there are 7 shows I must not miss. I watch only one of them: "Justified."
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