Archive for May 22nd, 2007

Spiderman 3

Tuesday, May 22nd, 2007

Spiderman 3 I hate my own animation is what it should be called.

ok here goes

For those of you who know me, you know that I don’t particularly like super heroes or their movies. batman sucked Superman sucked and the freaking Green lantern sucked.

and yes Spiderman sucks.

As an animator, there is nothing fun about animating a guy in tights. Because when it’s all said and done, it’s just a guy in tights. I don’t care if he is flipping through the air or swinging in some stupid spider rope.

The thing that I am the most angry about with this movie is that they stole my thunder when Peter turns into an asshole and starts pointing at all of those girls. That is my fucking shtick, and I’m pissed that that asshole Sam Rami put it in a movie where other people can steal my thunder.

the only reason I wasn’t bored watching this is because I was high. And I’m talking two joints.

Don’t get me wrong. This movie isn’t as shitty as the Matrix, when all those assholes in robes have a dance party. And I liked the sandman. He was a good Character even though he wore a stupid striped shirt like Ernie or Bert.

by the way, i did the shot where the giant Sandman gets hit by rockets and swaggers around like a stupid asshole and then falls to dirt,

I know, i know, fucking great animation. Thanks.

All and all I thinks it’s a good “once over” film if you are stoned on grass and you like to watch guys in tights fight on a skateboard.

Me, Id rather watch porn.

I love you people

Your pal randy

Time machine

Tuesday, May 22nd, 2007

If I could do anything for mankind. If I could use anything to help out people on this planet, I would invent a time machine. Then I would travel back in time and fucking kill Alexander Graham Bell.

That dushebag has no idea the trouble he started.

When I was a kid, it was a time called Nineteen Seventy. And for the most part it was awesome.

My Mom had a coup[le of friends that were real assholes on the phone. They would call her up and fucking gab like there was no tomorrow. One woman was named Betsy, and the other was named Francine or however the fuck you spell it.

Anyway those two assholes were always on the horn, and to make matters worse they were on the horn fucking everything up. Especially my day. they would call up my mom and Nark on me, that they saw me and I wasn’t at school, all sorts of shit.

But the one thing that was different was

they were attached to the fucking wall.

Now every asshole from here to New Jersey is on the fucking phone everywhere you go. It’s the the whole world turned into a BetsyFrancine monster and they are making calls. Who needs to drive when you can talk on the phone and coast between lanes?

Hot chicks walking down the street used to have to deal with getting hit on. Now they have a phone attached to their ear cock blocking everyone.

I still hit on them, There is nothing better then bothering a woman until she puts the phone down and then asking her for her number. The face they make is awesome.

Well, that’s it. I am reaching out to you people to stop the madness and hang up the phone. It sucks, and people who are on the phone suck. think about it

your pal Randy