July 30, 2006

Touching Story About Elephant Memory

     A young man was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from college. While he was walking through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed so the man approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot. There was a large thorn deeply embedded in the bottom of the foot.

     As carefully and as gently as he could he worked the thorn out with His hunting knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man and with a rather stern look on its face,stared at him. For a good ten minutes the man stood frozen -- thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away. The man never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.

     Twenty years later the man was walking through the zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to where they are standing at the rail. The large bull elephant stared at him and lifted it's front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times, all the while staring at the man. The man couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant. After a while it trumpeted loudly; then it continued to stare at him.The man summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder.

     Suddenly the elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of the man's legs and swung him wildly back and forth along the railing, killing him.

Probably wasn't the same elephant.


~Drewbacca
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July 19, 2006

My New Forum Site

Press Release:

     Sorry the posts have been rather sparse lately. I've been working on this new concept of forums for my movie review site. It's been hard work getting it going, but it seems to be working now and I encourage everyone to check it out. If you like what you se, by all means, register and start posting and conversing. You can now tell the world (well, the people within my world) anything you want to say with a few key strokes. The more the merrier, so sign up now, it's totally free and confidential. Here's the link:

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See you there!


~Drewbacca
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July 16, 2006

The Saga of Danny and Maria Episode IV: The New Breed

     From the void that was left by Danny and Maria's departure, comes a new batch of terror: the silent fuckers. Never hearing a peep from them, I was happy with the new couple who are now my new upstairs neighbors, until about the third day, when they both apparently went into heat and have not come down since.

     A healthy sexual appetite with the one you love is a divine thing; but not when it deprives Drewbacca of his sleep. And especially not when it isn't, at the very least, entertaining. The new couple, are silent fuckers, but their bed is not. It is the loudest, creakiest, most obnoxius sounding bed I have ever heard. It permeates my bedroom walls and creates vibrations that make the bottles in my bar clink together ever so slightly. This happens, quite literally, twice a day. I have yet to hear one little vocal outpouring. They let their bed from the 13th century do all the moaning.

     This happens most of the time, at about 8:30 in the morning and again around 2:30 in the morning (which is the time I am trying to spend dreaming about my own sexual scenario). So when the bed creaks; up and down up and down up and down up and down...quicker...faster...up and down up and down up anD DOWN up AND DOWN UP AND DOWN UP AND DOWN, over and over for fifteen minutes and I have to wake up and listen to it, I am not happy.

     So, I pray for the day that I win the lottery. My first purchase? A brand new, creak-free, king size bed for the neighbors upstairs. Sure I could just move out into a mansion, but then I would miss the day my beloved Danny and Maria return from the crusades and we are re-united once again and things return to the way they were: happy ever after.


~Drewbacca
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July 13, 2006

Presents!

For the birdseyereview blog anniversary, my digital department got me a brand new mouse for my office computer. It rocks! It is sooo much smoother than my old mouse. It also has a better grip and the roll wheel is much more precise. I am happy today.

I also bought myself a present in downloading a program called Memo Keys. It allows you to shortcut up to 500 different text inputs with a single keystroke. No more saving signatures, usernames and passwords to my desktop in a text file. I now hit F2 + s and voila!, my signature appears on any window that accepts text (email, word, web forums, whatever). It is slick. My computer days just got so much easier by ten fold with two simple items. Happy anniversary!


~Drewbacca
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Happy Anniversary!

     Two years ago today Birds Eye re-View Blog was born. I would like to thank the Academy, all my freinds and family, and the ONE person I know who actually reads this blog on a regular basis for all your love and support. Thanks to the many, many people who constantly leave comments; I wouldn't be able to maintain and come up with new ideas wihtout you all. See you for another year....maybe.



~ Drewbacca
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July 12, 2006

Shine On You Crazy Diamond

     One of the original founders of the greatest band ever, Pink Floyd, passed away several days ago, but was just announced on Tuesday. Syd Barrett, who has been troubled with diabetes (and other mental issues) most of his life, was the writer of many great, early Pink Floyd albums; including "Piper at the Gates of Dawn," "Saucerful of Secrets" and some other lesser known singles and unreleased records.

     Although not my favorite member or even contributor, his presence did directly influence portions of later great Floyd albums like "Dark Side of the Moon," "Wish You Were Here" and "The Wall" with his style and his personality.

     Besides "inventing" new guitar sounds while recording Piper and being generally credited with naming the band, the most well known thing about Syd, were his antics on stage. Drugged up most of the time on LSD, most of his on stage time consisted of him randomly strumming the same chord for an entire show and he or may not have been singing. Much of the time he just stared blankly at the audience or camera and drooled.

     Here's a good story: according to Roger Waters, Barrett came into what was to be their last practice session with a new song he had dubbed "Have You Got It, Yet?" The song seemed simple enough when he first presented it to his bandmates, but it soon became impossibly difficult to learn: as they were practicing it, Barrett kept changing the arrangement. He would then play it again, with the arbitrary changes, and sing "Have you got it yet?" After more than an hour of trying to "get it," they realized they never would. Hilarious actually.

He directly influenced the main character in Pink Floyd's "The Wall" movie partly by shaving off all of his body hair at one point; chest, legs, eyebrows and all. Also, brushing your teeth while holding the brush in place and jumping up and down is not a normal way of thinking or doing things; but that was Syd.

     After being kicked out of the band, he tried a few solo albums and collaborations but finally gave up and ended up living a reclusive lifestyle in his mother's basement until his death.

     So it will be a day filled with Pink Floyd in my office today, as the founder of my favorite band has died at age 60 of, thus far, unannounced reasons. So thanks Syd. Although I don't care for a lot of your music, your influence and passion inspired some of my favorite songs of all time and countless more musicians who went on to become huge successes. I won't miss you, because your legacy lives on. Peace brother.


~Drewbacca
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July 03, 2006

James Bond is a Pussy

     "Shaken, not stirred." One of 007's famous sayings referring to his vodka martinis. But what is a little known fact is why he likes them this way. It is because when you shake a martini, it gets watered down and not as strong tasting. Therefore, I drink my martinis stirred...not shaken; like a real man.


~ Drewbacca
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