Showing posts with label Totes unrelated to medicine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Totes unrelated to medicine. Show all posts

Friday, March 2, 2012

Misfits, but really, it all fits.

I watched the first 10 minutes of this show while on call and the resident I was with said, and I quote, "I have no idea what they are saying, this is stupid, let's go round".  That ended Misfits for me for 6 months.  Then, one day, my world was opened again on a whim to kill an hour.  Three days later I emerged having watched two twelve episode seasons.  I'm not confident I showered in that time.

When I describe this show to others, I say, "think of Heroes and Community mashed together, but better than both".  In the first episode a group of UK kids who are doing community service for minor offenses are caught in a storm and get special powers.  So did everyone else caught in the storm.  You end up with five fuck ups with "special power" (Ok, mutant powers. Give credit where credit is due, all of these shows are just reruns of X-Men*) who end up killing their probation worker and have to hide him.  Drama ensues.  Hilarity ensues.  Hilarious drama ensues.

This show has everything.  Absolutely everything.  It has moments that Breaking Bad and Dexter should be shown so they can understand how to build suspense.  "Oh, I see. Get the audience to believe what the characters believe.  Weird, who knew that would work."  There are stylized episodes that would make Community bow and say, "well done".  There's a Nazi episode, a cult episode, an episode where a guy has a power that makes him think he's in Grand Theft Auto that is so on point with Grand Theft Auto that you would believe the actor they got to play the GTA guy is the actual guy who did the stop-motion for the game.  And yes, of course it has a zombie episode.

It is also fucking hilarious.  The main guy, Nathan (Robert Sheehan of well, absolutely nothing) is one of the funniest on screen actors I have seen.  Remember when you were watching 2 Guys a Girl and a Pizza Place and you were like, "Wow, this show blows. Although...that one guy, he seems to have something special" and that guy turned out to be Ryan Reynolds (regardless of what you think of him now, admit he was good when you first saw him.  Admit it.  Now.  In writing.  Leave a comment.)?  This guy is like that.  His delivery is something special.

The directing is spectacular, the writing is amazing, the characters even better.  Even the theme song is a great Rapture song (Echoes, if you're looking for it) and they have some awesome music in their show.  Fuck, even the cinematography is top notch.

So please, get on hulu, spend 4 days and get caught up on all 3 seasons, and we can have a Misfits party before season 4 comes out.

*Note: And just like X-men and all of these shows, there is some awkward time traveling stuff.  I didn't say every episode was perfect, just that most were.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Bond. James Bond. James F. Bond? Ok maybe it's under something else.

The life of a secret agent is probably a lot more dealing with front desk clerks than shooting people.

"I believe there's a package for me under the name 'Frank Wilson'"
"Ok what kind of package?"
"Um, a package with some stuff in it.  It's under the name 'Frank Wilson', here's my ID and Passport"
"Great, thanks, what kind of package is it? Big? Small? Envelope?"
"Let's say smallish. Maybe heavy.  Or maybe it just has papers in it.  I'm not really sure."
"Who sent it?"
"Um, I'm not actually sure."
"Well what's the return address on it, that's what I'm really asking"
"I...don't really know."
"Well can you check a tracking number, or call the person who maybe sent it, or check an email?"
"No, not really, that was all destroyed."
"Ok, so smallish, maybe heavy package with an unknown return address and the name, 'Frank Wilson' on it.  I'll just go to the back and look through the 300 pieces of mail we receive a day at this depot and see if I can't find it.  Do you have 3 hours?  Also there is a guy in a suit standing behind you who keeps telling me to go ahead into the back, I think he wants to talk to you."

Monday, November 14, 2011

Let's smoke pot and play computer games

There are some words that are just about impossible to say cooley (like, "cooley").

Try to talk about marijuana and sound cool.

"We are going to go smoke some pot".  Thanks for the update, Baby-boomer.  Let me know how groovy it is and if you guys are going to the Simon and Garfunkel concert later.

"Those guys are going to eat weed brownies".  I hope they get a glass of milk with those and don't stay up too late watching Animaniacs, they have a big homework assignment due at the end of the week.

Using a desktop is another one.

"Let me just write this down on my PC".  Oh right, take whatever time you need to write on your "Personal Computer".  Do you think you can get me a copy with your Dot Matrix Printer, or better yet, Fax it to me.

"I have a desktop".  Cool dude, can't wait to come over and play computer games.  Should I bring a joystick so we can both play Civilization or SimCity 2000?

I've just started saying, "I don't have a mac".  That basically answers people's questions.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

display('programming sucks')

I'm learning to program (again), which is a lot like trying to learn to live in a world with a different set of physical laws, holding nothing but wikipedia.  It's like appearing in a world, wearing normal clothes, and the sun is shining, and people are walking around looking normal, so you try to take a step. Error.  Area (muscle) non-real index.

So your leg doesn't move. So you look up muscle.  Then you realize you need to know more than muscle, so you go looking for other stuff that is often cool, but you have no idea if you need it or not.  So you look up cell, nerve, desire, will-power, gravity, lactic acid, exhaustion, coordination, balance, track and field, world records, and walk-a-thon.  You try again. Your leg picks up and you try to extend your leg to land the step. Error. Undefined function or method 'step' for input arguments of "walk".

I respect the shit out of people who spend they're lives recreating the world through a made up series of logical operators, while listening to techno and monstering red bull.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

This is what I think about when I'm on a research month

You will be locked in the same place for the rest of your life.  If you leave, even for a short time, you will be accompanied by a guard and in shackles.  You will get around 15 minutes of outdoors time per day, most days, weather permitting.  Exactly twice per day, you will be fed the same food you are always fed with no variation.  You may have water when you need it.  You will receive special goods and services, but only upon witnessed and continued good behavior.  You will speak only when spoken to, and never too loudly.  You will be castrated.

FREE DOGS!!!

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Crucial decisions


"Obama lost sleep over the decision".  That's not really garnering my sympathy, CNN.  Meat, "lost sleep" over a crucial foul call this weekend.  There was a massive sleep loss due to an intense bout of YouTube last night. Just a few weeks ago, I agonized most of the night over how many more episodes of The Office Season 3 I should get through.  Will Jim and Pam get together?!?! ...I mean in Season 3. I can't remember if they get together in Season 3 or Season 4.  That's why I'm rewatching it at 2am.  Come to think of it, I lost a lot of frozen pizza over that decision as well.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Girl Goggles

I know what you're thinking, you're not like the other girls. They all suck at telling how hot another girl is, but not you, you're different. You grew up with 3 brothers.  You basically have a dick.  Dude, you'd totally bang Angelina if you got the chance. You can rate girls just like guys can. 


But no, you're wrong. You can't.  You suck at it.  All we are hearing from your "objective" assessment of her attractiveness is a subjective assessment of how much you like her. Now stop trying to set me up with your nice friends and invite annoying Jenn out.