Opening Day: it's all downhill from here

Ah, Opening Day. So much promise. Before the first pitch is thrown, every team is a contender. And then tomorrow we may as well call it a season for my beloved O's and Nats.

Are you still on the fence as to who should be "your team"? Well, just use the handy dandy chart above. (Get the original, larger version here.)

Quick movie reviews

Sucker Punch: Sure, the story wasn't deep, some of the acting was poor, and the dialogue could tend to be laughable. But I went in to the matinee expecting some kick ass action and an embarrassment of visual riches and that's just what I got. Were there hot chicks with guns, dragons, steampunk robot Nazis, runaway trains, living stone samurais, and Don Draper? Yes there were. The flick's not as terrible as everyone says. Basically, it's a mess, but a fun one. (Sucker Punch was initially filmed as a sort of musical (!), but was later recut into a traditional action movie. I'm dying to see the original version.)

Paul: Shaun of the Dead is one of my all time favorite movies. Hot Fuzz is a riot. This Simon Pegg/Nick Frost film is different from those two, though, because it lacks the directorial skills of Edgar Wright, so I went in with my expectations lowered. Even only expecting a solid flick, I still didn't really care for Paul. I got a lot of the geek references. The performances were fine. Pegg and Frost still had their usual chemistry (and some terrible haircuts), but the movie just wasn't all that funny. What a shame.

Blimey! An Irish Limey!

Happy St. Patrick's Day, friends. Get out your seat and jump around, but try not to overdo it.

My plans for the evening? Root my beloved Spiders on to a March Madness first round victory (hopefully!) and then imbibe a few drams of Scotch while settling in with Annie's Boobs, the Nard Dog, Ron Freakin' Swanson, and Toofer. Hey, it's a school night. *shrug*

Note: This post's title is a reference to an old Captain 20 and Chef Combo PSA/kids' show cooking segment on DC20. All these years I thought they made an "Irish Slimey" until a Google search turned up this. Upon reflection, "Irish Slimey" makes no sense and I guess it could be offensive to our drunken Leprechaun friends. Sorry, you tossers.

Beware the Ides of March

Step lively out there today, folks.

We ain't got no place to go, so let's go to the auto show.

It's that time of year again, which means yesterday I moseyed on over to the 2011 Virginia Motor Trend International Auto Show. Unlike last year, I didn't do any test drives or get my hands on any tech (unless you count briefly watching a friend's DVD of The Expendables on the down low in one of the cars). But I did get a few good snaps:



This Camaro is practically begging to have a personalized license plate that reads FKYEAH.




A new color for my dream car! It looks like FJ Cruisers now come in a different shade of blue.



First person shooters aren't my thing, so I'm eagerly awaiting a Katamari Damacy-branded Xterra or Rock Band Econoline van.



An old Holman Moody race car.



Unfortunately none of the new cars on floor were powerful like a gorilla, yet soft and yielding like a Nerf ball. None of them were...The Homer.

Want more pictures? Head on over to Spydrz's blog.

Special thanks to the fine folks at Ford for providing for my entry to the show. And also for not taking taxpayer money.

Crush of the Week: Autumn Reeser

This week's Crush is actress Autumn Reeser, lately of "No Ordinary Family". The show has its faults, but largely I'm digging it.



Her adorable comic book geek character on "No Ordinary Family" is a far cry from the upwardly mobile Hollywood agent she played on "Entourage". Range!