So, Bren from the 'Under Your Bed' podcast (which is a podcast about horror films, not a podcast recorded under your bed because obviously anyone talking under there would give their location away. No, you need to keep an ear out for soft controlled breathing, and the gentle sound of fabric moving across carpet as whoever-it-is moves into more comfortable position, to detect someone who is actually under our bed) has started a 30 Day Horror Film Challenge. Since I was half-planning on doing something like this already I'm taking a final prompt and just going for it to see how far I make it. Film #1: 'Willow Creek'
It's no secret that I really disliked 'The Hunger Games', watching it was the closest thing to a migraine simulator I could imagine. Everything about it was just the wrong thing executed in the worst way, handled so poorly as to make it nearly unwatchable... I won't dwell on those points, because I want to move on to talking about when 'The Hunger Games: Catching Fire' came out.
Short ramble here about some recent frustration with Dublin Bus. Once upon a time I committed plenty of time to complaining about the general problems I had with Dublin Bus's service/ passengers/ anything vaguely related. (Note: since I stopped tweeting I've been telling myself that I'll summarize and expand on some of those complaints in a longer form, to date I haven't but I have high hopes.) Anyway, today's gripe is the the extension of route 44 to DCU, which Dublin Bus announced this on August 29. This change isn't part of Dublin Bus's route redesign, 'Network Direct', and doesn't appear to have been in consultation with anyone, passengers and drivers alike. It almost appears to have been changed on a whim, a rushed whim at that. At a push my best, least cynical, guess would be that Dublin Bus were preparing to announce this: http://www.dublinbus.ie/en/News-Centre/General-News/Calling-all-Freshers-/ And hastily decided to move route 44 onto the campus to coincide with it, to try force some extra sense of relevance into a marketing exercise. Initially I thought it was an attempt to use this bus stop:
On Friday evening, for the second time this week, I took a navy shower. Note: Typing that I realized that maybe I should have prefaced that with: a "navy shower" is not a code name for any variety of sex act. Well, it might be, but not how I'm using it, and Urban Dictionary is on my side for once on this. What is a navy shower, you ask? It's pretty simple. Turn on the shower, soak your body in water (remember that your body retains very little of the water that passes over it, so it won't need to be on for long), turn off the shower, lather up a storm, scrub, turn on the shower to wash away suds and rinse and stuff. There. You're now effectively showered, using only a fraction of the water and a portion of the energy that a standard shower would use. Since an average shower is estimated to use anything from 32 litres to 64 litres to 132 litres of water it's safe to say that your average shower uses more water than could fit into any reasonably sized bucket in your home. Why do I mention this? Well, because "wasting water" is a one criticism of this:
Well, not that specific video but all of 'those' videos. The Ice Bucket Challenge video. The Ice Bucket Challenge, as critics will race to tell you, started as a way for celebrities to avoid paying to charity - pay up, or pour down. The cause, to raise money for Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis, also called Motor Neurone Disease. For whatever reason this caught on, spreading across celebrities, social media, regular media, regular people, back to social media, and continues to spread even now. And no good act goes without being criticised...
Let me get this out of the way upfront: The pure ego-driven self-promotion of people saying "this is a bad day for Ireland & damages our international reputation!" will get me through the rest of this week with heavy gut-laughter! While there are genuine losses here, which I won't list because they are numerous/ complicated, that the media is trying to project those as being a part of the national psyche of every person in the country is absurd - And that politicians are choosing to make numerous statements on the matter and hold emergency meetings is mind-boggling. From visiting news sites you could be forgiven for thinking that this was the big one, the Earth stops spinning now, all resources are gone, and we just have to hope that the sun sets before it goes nova so we don't have to watch that final shockwave whip towards the planet in its unforgiving path of destruction. Everything, as the old saying goes, seems f**ked. A country-musician, Garth Brooks, had been booked to play Croke Park for one night, then two, then three, then FOUR nights (do numbers even get that high?!), then FIVE (f**k me, I can't keep track of a number like that and 'the run of myself'! Best lose that last one!) nights, before it all imploded in a very public spat which inevitably drew together residents of the Croke Park area, Garth Brooks, the concert promoter, Dublin City Council, the full-on actual government, local/ national/ international media, to really hammer out what they believed was best for this concert and, by association, the country, its pride and its honour.
'World Cup Fever' is caused by a virus, so it is not treatable with antibiotics! Please do not bother your doctor or any other healthcare professionals about this by seeking prescriptions for antibiotics over the course of the tournament.
To market the Blu Ray release of 'The Amazing Spider-Man 2' Sony will release a bust of Jamie Foxx's head that opens up to store the discs. I haven't seen the film yet, so I don't know if this is a clever tie-in, or just a bizarre thing to do, but that's what's going to happen.
However the market for busts of Jamie Foxx's head, from a film that's only just out, seems a little limited, I think the best option would be to tie this release in with the 10th Anniversary of Jamie Foxx's Academy Award winning performance in 'Ray'. Film lovers will definitely be more in the market for merchandise for this film.