Try wrapping your head around this one: The Secret World of Arrietty, a Studio Ghibli film about four-inch people who “borrow” what they need from normal-sized humans, encourages class envy and redistribution of wealth, according to Lou Dobbs.
The real kicker to all this? A direct quote from Dobbs: "The president's liberal friends in Hollywood targeting a younger demographic using animated movies to sell their agenda to children."
Um, excuse me, good sir? Hollywood has nothing to do with this! Let me spell this out for you--Arrietty is based on The Borrowers, which was a book published in 1952. Second of all, this was made by Studio Ghibli, which is based in Japan. Yes, Disney dubbed it and released it here in the US, but the film is Japanese in origin. So yeah, stop howling about Obama and the Hollywood liberals, please.
You know, I'm rather tempted to go and see Arrietty again, just to irritate people like this. Because I'm just that type.
--Weasel, "And people wonder why I'm so cynical. Well, here's just one example..."
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
Color Me Excited
Current song stuck in my head: Praise You by Fatboy Slim
I am one excited Weasel. Very excited. Excited like you wouldn't believe. Why? Because of this: Pokémon Black 2 and Pokémon White 2. And according to Serebii.net, they'll be hitting the US in autumn of this year.
*insert girlish giggle*
The forums are going nuts and the speculation is amazing. Me, I'm trying not to giggle and squeal too much. Two new games means extra box room for me! I'm a GTS addict, if you will. Put up some poor, pathetic, lonely little Golett and I'll probably trade you. Well, within reason, of course.
Now all I need to do is get my shiny Golett, catch Kyurem and prep my shinies for the trip to the next game. (I have 66 of them. They are all Automatons. Oh yeah, every one is either a Golett or a Golurk! They're cute, they're adorable and I'll take them in a heartbeat.) And then I have to get Riser ready...
For those of you who don't know, Riser is my level 100 Golurk. "He" is the first Pokémon that I ever EV trained and I'll send him to every future Pokémon game. The big guy earned his nickname because he rose through the ranks and became the team leader--he got the win for me when I needed it most. I put him through a lot and he always came through. For a bunch of pixels, he's pretty spoiled.
This will probably be the first time in a very long time that I can say I'm looking forward to fall. Who would have thought?
--Weasel, "Man, it's going to be a long summer."
I am one excited Weasel. Very excited. Excited like you wouldn't believe. Why? Because of this: Pokémon Black 2 and Pokémon White 2. And according to Serebii.net, they'll be hitting the US in autumn of this year.
*insert girlish giggle*
The forums are going nuts and the speculation is amazing. Me, I'm trying not to giggle and squeal too much. Two new games means extra box room for me! I'm a GTS addict, if you will. Put up some poor, pathetic, lonely little Golett and I'll probably trade you. Well, within reason, of course.
Now all I need to do is get my shiny Golett, catch Kyurem and prep my shinies for the trip to the next game. (I have 66 of them. They are all Automatons. Oh yeah, every one is either a Golett or a Golurk! They're cute, they're adorable and I'll take them in a heartbeat.) And then I have to get Riser ready...
For those of you who don't know, Riser is my level 100 Golurk. "He" is the first Pokémon that I ever EV trained and I'll send him to every future Pokémon game. The big guy earned his nickname because he rose through the ranks and became the team leader--he got the win for me when I needed it most. I put him through a lot and he always came through. For a bunch of pixels, he's pretty spoiled.
This will probably be the first time in a very long time that I can say I'm looking forward to fall. Who would have thought?
--Weasel, "Man, it's going to be a long summer."
Thursday, February 23, 2012
There are no words to describe the awesome
This is the coolest ring in the history of jewelry. I want one, but in Autobot. I'd also like it delivered in a yellow VW Bug or a yellow Camaro that sports black racing stripes. For that would be epic and all kinds of awesome.
--Weasel, "But how do you end the ceremony? 'Til all are one'? Eh, that might work..."
--Weasel, "But how do you end the ceremony? 'Til all are one'? Eh, that might work..."
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
It Just Keeps Getting Better...Or Not
Current song stuck in my head: Only by Nine Inch Nails (Warning: NSFW)
So a few more details came out about the current management situation at my local place of employment. It's--ah--interesting, to say the least.
It seems the manager who was fired was let go because manager Jessie was gunning for his position and now she's taking it over. She's also running roughshod over pretty much the entire store and alienating everyone within sight. They can't stand her new attitude and a lot of people have lost a boatload of respect for her. The co-worker who gave me the heads up about this insane melodrama is now working what she refers to as the "shit shift" which is 3PM to midnight. Oh, and she has no real help in her area, either. But she's expected to do all of her tasks and clean up after everyone else. Oh and the overnight grocery position that just opened up? She's not allowed to go for it. And if she does, she won't get the extra money that the position promises and she'll be stuck in the canned food aisle, zoning that area.
But it gets better. Another of my co-workers is being shoved into an unwanted grocery position: she was working the cosmetics department but her hours have been slashed and she's now a part-timer. So if she wants full time hours and pay, she's going to be working in the freezer all day, whether she likes it or not.
The drama is spilling out all over; seems one of my other co-workers got a text from someone who works in a different store. The text read, "What's up with your management?" Sweetening the deal is the fact that rumor has it that human resources will be paying our store a visit.
It doesn't rain, it pours. I just wasn't expecting this much of a deluge, though.
It's always darkest before the dawn, or so they say. Well, right now it's looking pitch black and I'm not seeing any light in sight. Primus, get me through this slag with my sanity intact, I beg of you.
So a few more details came out about the current management situation at my local place of employment. It's--ah--interesting, to say the least.
It seems the manager who was fired was let go because manager Jessie was gunning for his position and now she's taking it over. She's also running roughshod over pretty much the entire store and alienating everyone within sight. They can't stand her new attitude and a lot of people have lost a boatload of respect for her. The co-worker who gave me the heads up about this insane melodrama is now working what she refers to as the "shit shift" which is 3PM to midnight. Oh, and she has no real help in her area, either. But she's expected to do all of her tasks and clean up after everyone else. Oh and the overnight grocery position that just opened up? She's not allowed to go for it. And if she does, she won't get the extra money that the position promises and she'll be stuck in the canned food aisle, zoning that area.
But it gets better. Another of my co-workers is being shoved into an unwanted grocery position: she was working the cosmetics department but her hours have been slashed and she's now a part-timer. So if she wants full time hours and pay, she's going to be working in the freezer all day, whether she likes it or not.
The drama is spilling out all over; seems one of my other co-workers got a text from someone who works in a different store. The text read, "What's up with your management?" Sweetening the deal is the fact that rumor has it that human resources will be paying our store a visit.
It doesn't rain, it pours. I just wasn't expecting this much of a deluge, though.
It's always darkest before the dawn, or so they say. Well, right now it's looking pitch black and I'm not seeing any light in sight. Primus, get me through this slag with my sanity intact, I beg of you.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
On Borrowed Time
So while sitting in the breakroom at work this morning, I see one of my co-workers talking to one of the cashiers. They're both talking in whispers, so I can tell that whatever they're saying is pretty sensitive. Me, I just keep eating my breakfast and pretend not to be interested until the cashier leaves and the co-worker sits down next to me. A few moments later, she tells me what's going on.
One of the managers got fired on Tuesday. She honestly thinks that it may have something to do with her--this manager would change the schedule in her area to make sure she had enough coverage so that her work got done. No one else did this sort of thing for her; this newly fired manager was the only one.
The real probably is the manager who is taking over my co-worker's department. This manager--who I'll call "Jessie"--doesn't like said co-worker. Jessie's looked this woman in the face and said outright, "I hate you." My co-worker said that the way management is now, if they don't like you, they will set you up to fail and fire you. I transferred from my old hellhole to get away from that sort of crap. Apparently, that didn't work so well because it's now happening here.
Great. Just slagging great.
And people wonder why I'm ready for the robot apocalypse. The robots can't screw up worse than the humans already have.
--Weasel, "If you'll excuse me, I'll be on Cybertron...or in Unova...where things actually make sense!"
One of the managers got fired on Tuesday. She honestly thinks that it may have something to do with her--this manager would change the schedule in her area to make sure she had enough coverage so that her work got done. No one else did this sort of thing for her; this newly fired manager was the only one.
The real probably is the manager who is taking over my co-worker's department. This manager--who I'll call "Jessie"--doesn't like said co-worker. Jessie's looked this woman in the face and said outright, "I hate you." My co-worker said that the way management is now, if they don't like you, they will set you up to fail and fire you. I transferred from my old hellhole to get away from that sort of crap. Apparently, that didn't work so well because it's now happening here.
Great. Just slagging great.
And people wonder why I'm ready for the robot apocalypse. The robots can't screw up worse than the humans already have.
--Weasel, "If you'll excuse me, I'll be on Cybertron...or in Unova...where things actually make sense!"
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Round Four
Mark your calendars for June 29, 2014. Why? That's when we'll get Transformers 4. Yes, Michael Bay is back and yes, it looks like a reboot of sorts.
As long as they keep Bumblebee, I'm good. That's all I'm sayin' right now.
--Weasel, "It's about 18 months too early to put in for the day off, though. Slag..."
As long as they keep Bumblebee, I'm good. That's all I'm sayin' right now.
--Weasel, "It's about 18 months too early to put in for the day off, though. Slag..."
Tuesday, February 07, 2012
Super Bowl (After) Party
Current song stuck in my head: The Voice by Every Little Thing from Pokémon Movie 14-Victini and the White Hero Reshiram
So if you missed the game, you really didn't miss much, honestly. The Giants won. The commercials could only be ranked as a solid "meh", meaning they weren't all that great. The halftime show, however, was awesome.
It was Madonna. And she was amazing. Yes, I know; she was lip synching (as required by the NFL) but, honestly, who cares? She did a great job. On top of that, she was totally rocking the She-Ra look. So even though the game was boring as all get-out until the last quarter, the halftime show was more than worth it.
Prime summed things up pretty well--the team that beats our local team is the one that goes on to take the championship. That really doesn't seem fair, you know? (Yes, I'm still very bitter about the World Series. I will probably remain that way for a while! Stinking Cardinals....!)
In other news, it's about two weeks until the start of spring training and around two months until Opening Day at beautiful Miller Park. The long, cold, dark winter is coming to an end and I am very glad. The end kind-of-sort-of began Sunday before last, really, when Prime and I attended Brewers On Deck, their annual fanfest--SOOO MUUUCH BREWWWERS EVERYTHING gleeeeeee--held at the Frontier Airlines Center in Milwaukee. It's hard not to spend the supermajority of time in autograph lines, but we did less of that this year than last. Still got sixteen autographs, and Prime bought back a little of his childhood when near the very end of the event, doing one last walkaround, he spied some items on the floor in front of a vendor in the midst of packing up--some old 13-baseball card collage frames, two of which he immediately bought for $10. To use his own description, he was 'moronically happy'. That was a sight to behold--I don't get to see it very often.
--Weasel, "So long, football. Hello, all that is baseball and awesome."
So if you missed the game, you really didn't miss much, honestly. The Giants won. The commercials could only be ranked as a solid "meh", meaning they weren't all that great. The halftime show, however, was awesome.
It was Madonna. And she was amazing. Yes, I know; she was lip synching (as required by the NFL) but, honestly, who cares? She did a great job. On top of that, she was totally rocking the She-Ra look. So even though the game was boring as all get-out until the last quarter, the halftime show was more than worth it.
Prime summed things up pretty well--the team that beats our local team is the one that goes on to take the championship. That really doesn't seem fair, you know? (Yes, I'm still very bitter about the World Series. I will probably remain that way for a while! Stinking Cardinals....!)
In other news, it's about two weeks until the start of spring training and around two months until Opening Day at beautiful Miller Park. The long, cold, dark winter is coming to an end and I am very glad. The end kind-of-sort-of began Sunday before last, really, when Prime and I attended Brewers On Deck, their annual fanfest--SOOO MUUUCH BREWWWERS EVERYTHING gleeeeeee--held at the Frontier Airlines Center in Milwaukee. It's hard not to spend the supermajority of time in autograph lines, but we did less of that this year than last. Still got sixteen autographs, and Prime bought back a little of his childhood when near the very end of the event, doing one last walkaround, he spied some items on the floor in front of a vendor in the midst of packing up--some old 13-baseball card collage frames, two of which he immediately bought for $10. To use his own description, he was 'moronically happy'. That was a sight to behold--I don't get to see it very often.
--Weasel, "So long, football. Hello, all that is baseball and awesome."
Friday, February 03, 2012
Color Me Surprised
It seems I have Super Bowl Sunday off this year. I can stay home and watch the commercials!
--Weasel, "The football game will probably bore me to tears, though."
--Weasel, "The football game will probably bore me to tears, though."
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