I am a fan of stuff and of things. Also of things and of stuff. They may call this place home.
Call Me Snake
My wife got me this for our anniversary.  Who’s got it better than me? Nobody!  It is currently sitting on a shelf with the Millennium Falcon I got for Christmas when I was a little kid. 

My wife got me this for our anniversary.  Who’s got it better than me? Nobody!  It is currently sitting on a shelf with the Millennium Falcon I got for Christmas when I was a little kid. 

One of my favorite photos from American history.  This picture of JFK is called The Loneliest Job.  It looks like he is deeply contemplating some deep issues or something but he actually is just reading the newspaper but had to stand up because of his back problems.

One of my favorite photos from American history.  This picture of JFK is called The Loneliest Job.  It looks like he is deeply contemplating some deep issues or something but he actually is just reading the newspaper but had to stand up because of his back problems.

posted 1 week ago @ 18 Aug 2014 with 159 notes
"Good evening, London. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine- the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration, whereby those important events of the past, usually associated with someone’s death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, a celebration of a nice holiday, I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn’t there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who’s to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you’re looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn’t be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now high chancellor, Adam Sutler. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent. Last night I sought to end that silence. Last night I destroyed the Old Bailey, to remind this country of what it has forgotten. More than four hundred years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives. So if you’ve seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you, then I would suggest you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me one year from tonight, outside the gates of Parliament, and together we shall give them a fifth of November that shall never, ever be forgot."
Scary how parts of this quote become more true with each passing day.

"Good evening, London. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine- the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration, whereby those important events of the past, usually associated with someone’s death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, a celebration of a nice holiday, I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn’t there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who’s to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you’re looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn’t be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now high chancellor, Adam Sutler. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent. Last night I sought to end that silence. Last night I destroyed the Old Bailey, to remind this country of what it has forgotten. More than four hundred years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives. So if you’ve seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you, then I would suggest you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me one year from tonight, outside the gates of Parliament, and together we shall give them a fifth of November that shall never, ever be forgot."

Scary how parts of this quote become more true with each passing day.

posted 1 week ago @ 18 Aug 2014 with 3 notes

"War…War never changes."  Between Fallout 3 and Fallout: New Vegas I have waster SO many hours of my life! A new Fallout game is sorely needed!

posted 1 week ago @ 18 Aug 2014 with 1 note

Movie cars that are awesome part 2- The Time Machine from The Back to the Future Trilogy. 

posted 1 week ago @ 18 Aug 2014 with 3 notes
Robin Williams was my friend.  I sadly never got to actually meet him but he was my friend as he was a friend to millions more that he never even knew.  From Hook to Aladdin, and Jumanji to Mrs. Doubtfire he was there in my childhood to make me laugh. As an adult his work in What Dreams May Come, Patch Adams, Dead Poets Society and Good Will Hunting just further endeared him to me.  I think for me that is why this celebrity death really hurts.  He was my friend and he brought me countless hours of joy and laughter and it hurts especially to know that someone who brought me so much joy was hurting so bad himself.  So, to my friend Robin I say- Rest in peace and may you find what you were looking for but know that you will be missed and I know that I am not the only one in the world who will feel that way.

Robin Williams was my friend.  I sadly never got to actually meet him but he was my friend as he was a friend to millions more that he never even knew.  From Hook to Aladdin, and Jumanji to Mrs. Doubtfire he was there in my childhood to make me laugh. As an adult his work in What Dreams May Come, Patch Adams, Dead Poets Society and Good Will Hunting just further endeared him to me.  I think for me that is why this celebrity death really hurts.  He was my friend and he brought me countless hours of joy and laughter and it hurts especially to know that someone who brought me so much joy was hurting so bad himself.  So, to my friend Robin I say- Rest in peace and may you find what you were looking for but know that you will be missed and I know that I am not the only one in the world who will feel that way.

This is my cat Jack…he is in a box. -wait for it- … … … … this is my Jack in the box!!! 

This is my cat Jack…he is in a box. -wait for it- … … … … this is my Jack in the box!!! 

I am a huge Star Wars fan and I will be the first to admit that the prequels are not the best movies around.  However, Qui Gon Jinn is my favorite Jedi and was from the first time I saw him sitting in the theater as a kid.  I have no shame in admitting that my reaction when he died is exactly the same as Obi Wans. It also started my love affair with Liam Neeson. 

posted 2 weeks ago @ 06 Aug 2014 with 29 notes

I absolutely love this film.  If you get the chance look into Moon starring Sam Rockwell.

posted 2 weeks ago @ 06 Aug 2014 with 3 notes
So far I have enjoyed the films of Rob Zombie but I just could not get into Lords of Salem and after watching it once I don’t think I will ever need to see it again.

So far I have enjoyed the films of Rob Zombie but I just could not get into Lords of Salem and after watching it once I don’t think I will ever need to see it again.