November 22, 2005

Match That Quote, Installment Nine

The rules:

  1. In the extended entry are quotes from 13 movies. Your job is to identify the movie that each quote came from.

  2. Guess as many times as you want, just don't get silly about it.

  3. First person to correctly guess each entry gets a point. If there are any left after 24 hours they are worth 2 points.

  4. As people guess the films I will strike out those entries and note who got it first.

  5. NO cheating!!! That means NO: Google, IMDb, searching my archives etc.!
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November 21, 2005

Colon Blow (again)

“Daddy, I want to eat lunch there,” she said as she pointed out the window.

I looked up and saw that she was pointing at Taco Bell. This was a strange development. WeÂ’ve driven by the place a thousand times since we lived in these parts but have never stopped. I had no intention of doing so this time either.

“Daddy, stop! You said we were on a date and I could pick where we eat!”

“That’s because you’ve been reasonable up to now. You pick Wendy’s every week.”

“But today I don’t want Wendy’s. I want that!”

I swung around and pulled into the parking lot. After ten minutes of reasonable discussion we went inside, against my better judgment. Soon afterward we sat at a table and unwrapped our bounty, which was somewhat disturbing. I have a thing about Mexican food. I like it a lot. I’d lived in California long enough to know good Mexican food and my expectations were minimal—but this was hideous. I made the mistake of looking inside my burrito and it appeared to be made out of brown paste.

“Mine looks like dog food.”

“Daddy, stop saying bad things and eat your lunch.”

I hadnÂ’t been to a Taco Bell in roughly fifteen years. I had no idea what to order so I got four burrito supremes. I could only stomach three of them and it was tough getting them down but I was starving.

An hour later I was watching the game when the storm hit. The first wave wasnÂ’t as violent as I thought it would be, but the next wave had all the elements of a classic green meat attack. IÂ’ll spare you the details, but I was in there long enough to miss almost an entire quarter of the Eagles game. The kid was unfazed and unaffected. The entire time I was on the throne she was drawing pictures and shoving them under the door, which might have cheered me up if they werenÂ’t pictures of doggies eating Taco Bell.

She kept singing, “Fart, fart, fart, FART…fart, fart, fart, FART.” To the tune of the opening of Beethoven’s fifth symphony and then laughing hysterically.

I refused to reply.

My wife eventually got in on the act, humiliating me even further, before taking a more serious note and rattling off a long list of chores that needed to be done, including measuring the windows for the new window treatments and taking the car to the dealership on Monday. All while I sat there, depressed and cramping, and wishing I was someplace else. If you canÂ’t get some peace in there, thereÂ’s truly no hope. I stayed in there until they had gotten bored and gone about their business. And I slinked back to the couch and pretended to be asleep for a while.

And thus, another Sunday gone the way of Hades. Mocked by my family and frowned upon by the gods.

Acta est fabula, plaudite!

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November 19, 2005

Researchers in Atlanta find "Gene PTY"

DATELINE: Atlanta

Researchers at MGRC* announced today that they have isolated the elusive "PTY" gene. This gene has been difficult to isolate because it is active only when paired with both X and Y chromosomes. That is, although it is present in all humans it is only turned on in males.

The PTY gene is classified as "limited functionality" because it has a very minor effect. According to MGRC researchers the only function of this gene is that when active the person will visually survey a surface before sitting on it.

With the gene isolated MGRC researchers were able to activate it in female subjects using targetted stimuli. Research subject Janet Mulberry related her experience of having an activated PTY gene:

"It was incredible" Janet reported. "I woke up in the middle of the night and had to piddle. I went into the bathroom, turned on the light like always but then had this incredible urge to look at the toilet before I sat down. I looked at it and the seat was up! I put the seat down before I sat and had a perfectly comfortable potty experience. I can't tell you how many times I've had a wet tuckus during previous bathroom trips. I feel...empowered!"

MGRC is now turning its attention on gene IGNR. Similar to PTY, this is a limited functionality gene active only when paired with X and Y chromosomes and governs a specific behavior. The IGNR gene is thought to produce a semi-catatonic state when the subject is exposed to excessive amounts of input in the high vocal register. When in this state the subject will nod frequently and utter noncomittal common phrases such as "Yes dear", "Of course dear", and "Whatever you say dear". Short term memory is completely shut down during these periods.

* Madeup Genetic Research Center

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November 18, 2005

Just a Few Things

The crap is hitting the fan for the Oil for Food scammers. Sheesh. The UN are such a bunch of numbnuts.

Also, Jim's wife reviews Snooze's new bloggers:
"Seems like some male-macho kabaza with not much sense to it."
She goes on, but read the whole thing. She really loves us.

Recently, the White House has begun a pushback campaign, a series of press releases targeting Democrats who've issued grievances with the war in Iraq. It seems, the Republicans are calling them out into the front yard, as it were, for a little game of 'Put Your Name Where Your Mouth Is.' Goldstein called it a day or so ago. I'm just surpised the Republicans, after taking so much garbage, are finally entering the fray. Hmph. We'll see how it goes.

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Because it's still funny

Ding! Fries are done!"

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November 16, 2005

His gayness level has gone thru the roof.

Seeing as how I, as a member of the Snooze Crew, am about to be blown away by upcoming bloggy goodness from Jim, Paul, and shank, I decided to take a look at my old posts here at Snoozehaus, and see if there's anything that might vaguely be considered good.

Nah. Not really.

There was a little stretch there, though, where some of my posts had comments approaching double-digits (I'll take my victories, no matter how small, as I get them.). These were posts that, quite frankly, probably helped boost the gayness rating of The Blue Snooze.

(Not that there's anything wrong with that.)

But while reading one of my more infamous posts, a phrase I put in there struck me, much like the SBD* I cut loose on a very crowded Metro train on the Fourth of July probably hit the people standing next to me when I cut that bad boy. I had to find out where the Snooze-a-roni stood when that phrase was googled.

Now, I'm sure Jim is LW's number-one husband. Betcha Burger, Bacon, and the Bear have given him a coffee mug or t-shirt or a tie that proclaims Jim their "Number 1 Dad." We all know him as a number-one BS artist, and also as a number-one eater of meat.

And, as it turns out, he's also Number One when I ignore my own advice, given in a certain blog post so very long ago:

Folks, don't ever google the phrase "man rape movies." Just trust me on this one.

Congratulations, Jim! Or not. more...

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WTF?

Man, it's crowded around here at Chez Snooze. Jim moved the Snooze Crew out of the guest bedrooms and into the bathroom and living room. I'm under the sink, living inside the cabinet like a rat.

Appropriate, eh? Here's a picture of a rat sleeping in better accomodations than what Jim has given us:

Look at his little face!

Anyway, I'd like to give a warm Snooze Crew welcome to Paul and Shank, except I won't. Paul snores and Shank pisses Jen off sometimes. He *claims* she likes it, but I know better. Good thing he hasn't attacked Susie or it'd really be war.

Also, did anyone else notice Paul is one of the gay James Bonds instead of Sean Connery?

UPDATE: I do believe I owe shank an apology. He has commented:

Ya know, I've always wondered if Paul was a little..feshnickit. I mean, all this metrosexual, drinking martinis and reading books shit. If I didn't know he was a scotch drinker, I'd swear he was an asspirate.

I now realize shank is not prejudiced. He hates everybody.

But be warned: Don't ever make Susie cry!

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November 15, 2005

Administrative Horse Poo

Okay, so Jim was Snoozy enough to import all the old content from Id's Cage. For those of you not familiar, I suggest perusing the stuff. I highly recommend the categories 'How Many Beers', 'Goddamn Wedding', and 'The Cage'; though my faves are in the other ones. I can't remember though; I usually blog blind drunk.

Also, Paul and I are pretty engaging bloggers when we have the time, hence the game 'How Many Beers'. Of course, I've been toying with the idea of playing the game 'Murder, Marry, Fuck'; but we might have to come up with a new name for that one.

Another thing about the Id's Cage bloggers. We're full of it. I mean, just about every entry, unless it alludes to some current event in the news, is probably a good 75% bullshit, probably more in my case. I tend to have a pretty boring life, but a really cracked out imagination.

Okay, you get the idea. We're glad to be here, hope ya'll stick around. I'm outta here.

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November 14, 2005

DIBS!

Yay! First post!

Anyways...
I quit my job today. Well, that's inaccurate. I positioned myself to take advantage of a rapid exit strategy. How you like those words? Learned 'em during my MBA studies. But yeah, never thought I'd actually use them outside of a blue book - that just goes to show you how valuable continuing education is. Besides, getting fired is too reactionary of a strategy, as an MBA I need to be anticipatory, proactive, controlling my own destiny. So I decided to position myself. See, you just learned all kinds of MBA horseshit without the tuition, reading, homework, and pontificating faculty.
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Meet the new Snooze, same as the old Snooze

Well, not quite exactly the same. Snooze Button Dreams is now a multi-author blog. Shank and Paul are joining up as SBDs co-hosts. Give them both a warm Snoozy welcome!

Yay!

Okay then, let's take care of the questions:

Q: Why the multi-author thing?

A: I've been toying with the idea for quite some time. In typical form I procrastinated for months before finally deciding I had to shit or get off the pot. I decided to shit.

Q: But why?

A: A bunch of reasons. First and foremost is you, my lovely reader. It is incredibly flattering that I get hundreds of hits a day even when I post once a week like I have been lately. You deserve better than a post a week. Second, I think it's the way of the future. The incredible plethora of blogs out there means that individual blogs are getting less and less attention. By teaming up with other authors who have similar tastes this blog will hit higher on the attentionometer. Third, I view having direct authoritative input into the blog as a good thing. More ideas, hopefully better ones, will help SBD grow into its maturity. And beyond!

Q: Why Paul?

A: We fit well together. We have a similar sense of humor, compatible writing styles, and work well together. In fact, we work well enough together to co-author shorts. Remember Protomonkey?

Q: Why shank?

A: Mostly the death threats. He knows where I live.

Q: No, really.

A: Pretty much the same as with Paul. I've known him for a long time from his comments around the neighborhood and from his own blogs. He cracks my shit up. He's also able to go from poop humor to delicate insight in a single post. You gotta love that.

Q: So is this really a multi-person blog or are you just letting them post here?

A: It's really a multi-person blog now. Majority rules and all that happy stuff.

Q: What about my points?!

A: Points continue. shank and Paul will be handing them out too, if they want.

Q: Are you tossing the Snooze Crew™?

A: Nope. The Snooze Crew™ is a highly valued part of the site. Only now, any of three will be able to tap their mad blog skillz when needed.

Q: Can I join up too?

A: Nope. Not right now anyway. We need to get through the transition period and get comfy with managing a group blog before we consider taking on any more owners. Paul and shank have been doing it for a while but it's new to me. No big bumps are expected but, as Confucious say: Man who live in glass house should dress in basement.

Q: What the hell does that mean?

A: Nothing really. I was just trying to end this on a humorous note.

Q: You failed miserably.

A: Yeah, I know.

A: Hey! Look over there! Something shiny!

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November 10, 2005

Hmph. Stupid Meme.

I, of course, got this...

You scored as Maximus. After his family was murdered by the evil emperor Commodus, the great Roman general Maximus went into hiding to avoid Commodus's assassins. He became a gladiator, hoping to dominate the colosseum in order to one day get the chance of killing Commodus. Maximus is valiant, courageous, and dedicated. He wants nothing more than the chance to avenge his family, but his temper often gets the better of him.

Indiana Jones

75%

Maximus

75%

James Bond, Agent 007

71%

Captain Jack Sparrow

67%

Lara Croft

54%

William Wallace

46%

El Zorro

38%

The Terminator

33%

Batman, the Dark Knight

33%

The Amazing Spider-Man

29%

Neo, the "One"

25%

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Only a fricken 75% score too, but I like those two guys. I guess if I'm 75% Maximus and 75% Indiana Jones, that's like 150% head-stomping, smart-talking badass; right? Plus I got Jack Sparrow in there, talk about a one-in-a-million wingman. But Lara Croft? Dude, if I was more than half Lara Croft, I wouldn't leave the house. I mean, whether it was the upper half or the lower half, it wouldn't matter. I'd be at home playin' with my womanly parts.

And Paul got 100-fucking-percent Bond? I think he rigged that shit, the wily old coot.

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Like I didn't know this already

I never, ever do this shit so don't give me any crap. And you know you want to do this one.

You scored as James Bond, Agent 007. James Bond is MI6's best agent, a suave, sophisticated super spy with charm, cunning, and a license's to kill. He doesn't care about rules or regulations and somewhat amoral. He does care about saving humanity though, as well as the beautiful women who fill his world. Bond has expensive tastes, a wide knowledge of many subjects, and his usually armed with a clever gadget and an appropriate one-liner.

James Bond, Agent 007

100%

William Wallace

79%

Neo, the "One"

79%

Maximus

75%

El Zorro

75%

Captain Jack Sparrow

67%

Lara Croft

63%

Indiana Jones

58%

Batman, the Dark Knight

54%

The Terminator

50%

The Amazing Spider-Man

46%

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h/t to Ted.

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November 09, 2005

Say what?

So Paul added this dude TwentyMajor to the blogroll in Bills spot because Bill's once again fallen off the face of the Earth.

Twenty's a friggin' riot.

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Some frank admissions

If I think I can fart in a car or meeting and get away with it, I will. And I will deny culpability with extreme vehemence.

I wish nothing but the worst on the OptimistÂ’s Club and all itÂ’s members.

I daydream a lot.

For a slim guy, I can eat more than anyone I know.

IÂ’m overly critical of everything.

If I shake someoneÂ’s hand I canÂ’t relax until I can wash my hands again.

I hate recycling because I donÂ’t like washing my garbage before I store it for days.

I will fight for the armrest on an airplane or in a movie theater.

I often find myself in contempt of othersÂ…for no good reason.

I do not like people who play golf. And talk about it.

My sense of humor will eventually be my downfall at work.

I wish I had a ten pound ball of Silly Putty.

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The Snooze, it is a changin'

It's time to shake things up a bit. I've got some plans for the Snooze that I'll be implementing shortly. Can anybody guess what they are? I'll toss some points to the first person to nail them.

UPDATE: Phin guessed the big change. SBD will shortly be a multiple author blog. Yay! 5 points for Phin!

There are a couple of smaller changes that will be occuring, generally in support of the resident additions. I'll give a point each for each of the small ones if anybody guesses them by...um...what's today? Wednesday...all day meeting again...okay, we'll make the deadline Thursday morning my time. Guess either the small, yet important, changes to the blog and/or the identities of the new SBD partners and you'll get points.

The end of the year is coming soon...get those points while you can!

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November 08, 2005

I Don't Wanna Be...

Bane speaks on something that all bloggers eventually run into - the glass ceiling of e-etiquette.

Being that the web (blogs being a part of which) facilitates this immediate form of communication, much like telephone and conversation before it; many people start to wonder what it is they should hold back. I say, look at your blog as more of a personal diatribe than conversation. I mean, the thing wouldn't exist if you weren't there to drive it with whatever inane ideas are churning about inside your mind. Therefore, people aren't coming to your site to be entertained, cajoled, hosted, or handled with kid gloves. People come to your site because they, for whatever reason, identitfy with what's being put out on the page. Think about that next time you visit a site run by someone who you think is an ass.

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Wooo!

Today was an absolute headspinner. Got up at 3am to pick the finacee up from work. Back home and in bed til 7am. Straight to work, where I finished up a backlog from last week's chest cold. Capital planning meeting at 10:30 across town that was attended by 1 architect, 1 VP, myself, and about four complete blockheads with either: 1) no vision whatsoever, and/or 2) a conflict of interest that runs deeper than a wide reciever who's contract is up. Stategy meeting at 1pm with another divison that was the complete opposite - tackling a much more complex debacle, and attended by folks with a better understanding of our future orientation. bolted from that meeting to my office where I completed some ASAP work that developed from it, then got my shit togeter to meet the tow truck guy back at the university at 4. Towed the heap to my garage, where it'll be ready for pickup tomorrow after work. Drove to the grocery store, picked up a twelver and a few other sundry items. Back home, refusing to move a muscle until tomorrow morning.

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I return, once again, with nothing

I partook of a small vacation recently. I have nothing to report.

Of note, perhaps, is the fact that I have read over 2,000,000 words in the past thirty days in the form of books; my only solace in times of boredom.

In my absence I noticed that my cohort, a self-proclaimed cracker, has posted a picture of himself. IÂ’m always torn by these issues. On one hand, IÂ’d love to get a look at some of you folks. On the other hand, my imagination is likely more generous than reality and I fear let down. I canÂ’t post a picture of myself for security reasons, though I often wish I could. I have little going for me aside from not being repulsive.

I pictured Shank pretty much as he is in reality, though I thought the hair would be a little darker.

If you have posted a photo of yourself please let me know where to view it. My curiosity is now killing me. The person IÂ’d really like to see a picture of is Bane. I canÂ’t quite pigeon-hole that guy.

So. Can somebody put some coffee on?

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November 07, 2005

PO'd

I feel Oorgo's pain. I jumped in the car to drive back home from class, and the clutch pedal had all the stiffness of a soggy Saltine cracker. Shit. Couldn't even get the car into gear. Probably the master cylinder. Shit. I had to leave my car in the school lot and bum a ride to the bar where the finacee was working. She gets off at three, at which time I will have to pick her up, come home, and get up for work at seven. Shit. Hey, it's not like I was going to use that $800 dollars for anything else right?

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Bah.

I just finished my exam for this Management Strategy class I'm taking. It's so retarded, anyone who's been through business school or an MBA program has taken at least six classes like this one. It's mainly a creative writing course filled with case studies. What's the best way to manage X change? Where should this company go? Innovation, the 'Blue Ocean', Steve Case, the 3 C's, 3 I's, 3 U's, Lewin's 3 Step Model, Anticipatory Management, countless BusinessWeek articles, two guest speakers, the five components of a Future Focused© organization, and of course; a book written by the professor.

The exam was basically a case analysis, wherein the student is challenged to drop as many buzzwords from the professor's text as possible; the end goal being to send said professor into such a fervent bout of narcissism that the academe is left spent, splayed out on his office floor, stretched and pulled like a peice of chewed taffy amidst a deluge of similarly written papers. The satiated ego in post-coital repose. What a jackass this guy is.

He actually told us once that he doesn't like the phrase 'proactive management' because it's so ubiquitous. Apparently, if too many people say it, it's beneath this guy's vocabulary, it's too bourgeois - so he prefers we use 'anticipatory management'. Well, I think too many folks use the word 'Professor', so I'm going to start using 'Captain Asshat, High Ruler of the Type-A Quarter Pinchers'. Dillhole.

The best part is he gave us from 6-7:30 for the exam, so I get to finish typing this and head back to class for another hour and a half of mind-numbing, self-glorifying lecture and presumably idiotic mental exercise in 'Re-engineering'. How blessed am I, grateful even.

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