Best 80's movies ever!

07 Apr 07
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By goobermaster | Tags: 80's gallery movie nostalgia space herpe

I have lots of great 80’s flicks, like The Breakfast Club, Big Trouble in Little China and The Princess Bride to name a few. But today I’m now the proud “owner” of two of the best:


RAD

I’m extra excited about this one, because it’s not available on DVD. I ordered it from a French-Canadian pirate seller from this site. He must’ve dubbed it from VHS with some fancy tools. The quality is great. And it came with the soundtrack! My buddies and I used to rent this at least once a week and try to simulate the BMX tricks in our sprog years. Then we’d watch the “Thriller” video that was at the end of the tape.

and


The Ice Pirates

This Star Wars spoof never fails to make me laugh. I recall giggling with Dad at the frog lady and the space herpes and all the other ridiculousness that the movie commands. It’s recently been added to the Netflix family, so if you haven’t seen it yet — by all means enlighten yourself.




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Doctors and Dentists and Vets, Oh My

03 Apr 07
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By goobermaster | Tags: dentist Russia space herpe

Sid and I oughtta eat more apples I guess - the Rabbit, too. While the Rabbit battles shingles (I’m still not convinced it’s not space herpes1), Sid finally had his nuts cut off and I’m back from the dentist. Actually, I have to go back. Tomorrow. Que the Jaws music…

1. The Ice Pirates - one of the best 80’s movies ever and only recently released on DVD. (Moved to the top of the queue, baby!)

With some things I’m diligent and stay up to date, like being way too anal about my DVD collection. But with others, I’m a little more lax — like the dentist. It’s been about 6 years2 with my estimate since I let any of their evil ilk peek in my choppers and I was prepared to keep it that way, too. Then one of my fillings popped out on Saturday while flossing and bounced in the sink. Dammit! Now I have a nice gaping hole in the back of my mouth that’s impossible to remove crud from without a wee jackhammer and set of dental picks. So I made an appointment right away.

2. I think this qualifies for automatic anti-dentite status.

That was today. At the Twin Cities Dental Center. I found ‘em online and they looked professional and stuff despite the fact that their site is IE-surfable only. Thumbs down on that tidbit. I stopped in this morning, filled out the required ream of paperwork and sat patiently while Natasha the dental assistant attempted to see how many sharp edged x-ray slides she could jam in my mouth with all the tenderness of a Nazi nurse. Indeed, after she finished with the head-nuking x-rays and the dentist made his appearance, the likeness to Boris was only lacking the mustache. In fact, I noticed everyone at this place spoke in a Ukrainian accent. Well, like they say in the red motherland, “In USA, you pull tooth — In Soviet Russia, tooth pulls you.”

But I exaggerate a bit. The dentist was quite nice in fact and we were both surprised to find that in 6 years of dental avoidance, I had gone without any new cavities! Yay for my Oral-B vibrator toothbrush. Lucky me, maybe my karma isn’t as fucked as I was beginning to suspect. I would however need to fix up the missing filling and two other teeth with either loose or cracked fillings. So is it shoddy dental work from the past or is it that these things wear out after 6 or so years? It turns out that under that missing filling, the tooth is cracked and needs capping. Hopefully that won’t turn into a root canal, although Boris warned me that it might be a possibility. Either way, tomorrow I go in to have the work done.

Now I’ve got a high pain tolerance — I once went a week with a broken finger without even realizing it, but tomorrow I’m opting for the full sleep mode. I recall the last time that they said there was enough novacaine to kill a cow, but still I could feel each grind of that straight-from-hell high speed drill — not to mention it’s godawful scream. Pain I can handle, but why sit through hours of discomfort when I can take a nap over lunch and wake up when it’s over. I just have to remember to check and see that my fly is still zipped afterwards. Wouldn’t want to go through what this guy did.

Are you in a universe which is ruled by natural laws and, therefore, is stable, firm, absolute — and knowable? Or are you in an incomprehensible chaos, a realm of inexplicable miracles, an unpredictable, unknowable flux, which your mind is impotent to grasp? The nature of your actions — and of your ambition — will be different, according to which set of answers you come to accept.

— Ayn Rand

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Status: Sid is noisily chomping on a corner of his office. Mmmm - tasty 2x4.