The Rundown (2003)

Film prost.Nu prea am inteles nimic din el, parca au fost 104 minute pierdute intr-un spatiu vid, pacat ca mi-am pus sperante in el sa ma amuze.

Intr-o vineri seara, destul de obosit si realizand ca nu mai vazusem un film de aproximativ o luna, am luat decizia imediata de a-mi procura unul, dar nu orice fel de film.Am vrut o comedie.Da, o comedie ar fi buna, nu am mai vazut asa ceva de mult, poate pentru ca toate mi se par cretine si repetitive, dracu stie, dar o comedie ar fi buna.Dupa cautari rapide am dat de un pack de-al lui Seann William Scott, hai ca asta a fost haios, a jucat in primele American Pie-uri (care apropo, sunt si singurele reusite din toata seria), trebuie sa gasesc un alt film in care a jucat si sa imi provoace o partida de ras.Dupa ce am citit cateva commenturi, mi-a ramas adanc intiparit in minte un nume : The Rundown.Repede pe IMDB, 6.6, hoho, asta trebuie sa fie cel putin decent.Download rapid, era 1 noaptea, insomnia ma lovea grav, ma instalez in pat si dau play.

Au urmat 104 minute de clisee si actiune proasta, tot firul epic parca a fost tras de par pana la aproape de rupere, asa de plictisitor si monoton, Dwayne Johnson a jucat eternul sau rol (stalpul de care nu ar putea trece nici o echipa intreaga de rugby, din 2 zvanturi ii ardea pe fraieri), “Stifler” nu a fost deloc amuzant, azi de dimineata cand m-am sculat i-am dat rapid delete.

Nu am prea multe de zis despre acest film ca ar fi numai rahaturi si critici, daca va stiti amatori de American Pie-uri recente si Epic Story luati-l, dar daca nu … press the skip button.Mi-am luat portia de “filme de comedie” pe anotimpul acesta, tot la fel de proaste au ramas.

Precum Pepsi

Dare for more.

Si tu poti face ceva asemanator.Cum?

Prietene, reinventeaza-te.Cauta extraordinarul, gaseste-i urma si ghideaza-te dupa ea, chiar daca asta inseamna sa ajungi in celalalt capat al Pamantului.
Chiar vrei sa iti petreci 12 ore pe zi intr-un birou, sau in fata unui calculator, pentru a-ti asigura traiul si o particica de Rai?
Ai acces la cea mai puternica unealta ce te va ajuta in aceasta aventura: informatia.Cum faci rost de ea? Cauta unde trebuie.Informatia e peste tot in jurul tau, tu trebuie doar sa inchizi ochii, sa uiti de cele din jurul tau, de cele de zi cu zi, si sa o vezi.
Chiar daca inca esti adolescent si nu ai posibilitatile necesare, informeaza-te.Intocmeste-ti un plan de bataie, un plan ce il vei duce la capat peste cativa ani si care iti va lasa o cicatrice pe viata, o cicatrice de fericire.

O realizare ca cea de mai sus nu are cum sa nu-ti aduca pe deplin acel simt de implinire.Cauta in viata sa treci peste acele piedici de care te vei izbi mereu, cauta imposibilul si, daca tu chiar crezi in el, atunci lupta pana cand il vei atinge.Momentul in care il vei atinge va coincide cu apogeul vietii tale cel mai probabil si fericirea ta deplina.

Mark Gungor – Men’s Brain Women’s Brain

De la Pablo Francisco nu am mai ras asa.

P.S. Fraierilor, acum stim de ce mergeti la pescuit! Be aware!

Frustrarea de dimineata.

E marti si n-am apa calda.De fapt n-am apa calda de 4 zile.Sa ma f*t in astia care de 4 zile ma tin fara
calda, mai ales pe caldura asta.Stau sa ma spal cu apa rece ca gheata si sa mi se faca pielea de gaina
cand imi atinge apa corpul.E strigator la cer.Die, bitches.

Am auzit de George Carlin de cand cu moartea sa si m-am uitat si eu pe Youtube la niste faze de-ale lui.
Acum imi pare rau ca nu am auzit de el mai devreme.Un adevarat artist, genul de comedian care nu abordeaza subiecte pentru orice cocalar doar pentru a-l face sa rada.El e genul de comedian care mai mult iti deschide ochii decat sa te faca sa razi.Adevaruri spuse in cele mai dure metoda.Poate asa baga la cap si omul.Sa se odihneasca in pace.

Vreau la mare.Vreau la munte.Vreau sa plec undeva, bag p*la.M-am plictisit de aceeasi rutina aici.Mult prea
cald sa ies afara in timpul zilei.De fapt, se poate iesi si in mijlocul zilei pe caldura aia a dracu, dar
asta inseamna sa am bani de aruncat.Ce cac*t, sa fiu si eu ca altii: ma trezesc pe la 12, stau oleaca, ma
duc la bazin, dupa la o terasa ca inca e cald, seara merg la o bere sau o plimbare…chestii dintr-astea.
P*la mea, uite o piatra.

The.Epic.Story.S01.E07.BLOGRIP.-Interlude

The Three.

In ancient times, when the sunlight was at its beginning and the stars were just glowing dots somewhere above for every creature, the land knew three races that used to roam and build settlements and empires.First, there were the Humans.Simple creatures, gathering and using wood, iron and other resources to build homes, farms, roads and other simple buildings.Slowly, they evolved, becoming more and more concentrated on war, making barracks and stables, building a castle and naming a king to guide them and command the army.Their religion was very simple: they believed in one God, one single divine entity that created all.They build temples and everyone used to worship him every Monday, as Monday was believed to be the Day of All.During the War of the Three, king Raiven was the leader of the humans.
Then, there were the Drayhawks.Mystical creatures, the Drayhawks were a combination of humans and hawks.Nobody knows when or when did they took birth, all that is known is that they are reminded in scripts at the same time humans are.The Drayhawks were known for their tremendous, high-leveled buildings and structures.Some of them were borned with the ability to fly, later on being assigned as hunters and having the duty of bringing back to the empire fresh meat and animals.Their religion was polytheist, believing and various Gods, the important ones being Akru’ra (the God of Air) and Kalitas ( the Goddess of Light).During the War of the Three, High-Hawk MoonClaw was the leader of the Drayhawks.
The last race was the The Kris’ let.The Kris’ lets were fading entities, some believing that under their purple cloaks no form can be found.The only thing known about them is that when they die, the cloak drops on the ground, almost as like the spirit and body vanishes, leaving nothing behind.Kris’lets didn’t need water or food, they only fed on magic.All Kris’lets carried a blue staff, staff that is imbued with enormous power and gives them the ability to cast catastrophic spells if used by high-level Kris’lets.Fortunately for the other 2 races, only 10 Kris’lets are known to have achieved this rang and power.Their religion was also a polytheist one: as up today, 1034 Kris’let Gods are known.The important ones were Kintanon ( the God of Darkness and Black Magic) and Knota’dom ( the God of Shadows).During the War of the Three, Knato’ran was the leader of the Kris’lets.