Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Yoga drop out, Wondering, Movie reviews

A post or two back I mentioned that I had decided to re-do my mind and body with the little thing called Yoga. It sounded good and everyone who knows anything said it was a good thing for me to do, and I would enjoy it. Well I got news for them, I am just too wound up mentally and physically to possibly enjoy such a tranquil thing as Yoga. I have watched these guys at the pool do the Yoga stretch stuff and put their hands out in front of them in kind of a split your legs type look. While they looked a little comical to me I thought, why not big boy, stretch and think a little even though you come from the hit get hit sport of football, the ram your body against the wall handball, the run, run, swim, swim, bike, bike of Ironman training, the run sprints till you drop track, and then my beloved bowling. So, why the hell do I need such a thing as Yoga that stretches your body for the good, and allows your mind to meditate for the good? Guess it just wasn't meant to be for this life time anyway, on the other hand I might order one of those do it in your living room area and not be a spectacle in some class with a kung fu woman smiling at me and saying, "lean to the right, lean to the left, lean forward, lean backward, etc., sounding more like a ruptured country and western song with no music. But since I had been out of town for the past 3 weekends and the class was on Friday's I had a good excuse for missing. How do you attend a class in Ransom Canyon when you are sitting in Alabama or Florida? The answer is simple, you can't and so Yoga has become history for a while anyway. Will report back when I make the come back. Bowling is tomorrow night so I have to make sure I am ready to help my team stay in 3rd place out of 16 teams. Not bad if I do say so myself. Will also report back on this athletic venture.

Sometimes I wonder about things that are not worth wondering about, but I do it anyway, for example: Why is it when I am in a hurry all of the signal lights turn red and seem like they stay red for 30 minutes? Why is it when I go into a convenience store, in a hurry, and try to buy one item(gum) and there are 7 people ahead of me buying money orders, buying lottery tickets, etc., it takes the convenience out of buying in these stores? Why is it that when I go into a retail store that has 20 check out stations(used to be called cash registers) only 1 of them are manned and there are 15 people in line to be checked out? Why is it when I go to Wal Mart and I walk up to the self-check out station, "a dummy is approaching the station" and the alert signals go off and there is no way I can make this thing work? Then the little lady comes up to me with her blue vest on, smiles and then gestures that this is the way to do it stupid. Then I comment that it is amazing that Wal Mart pays $50m for one of these self check out things, then has to have a $50m a year person to work it for you. I said this to her and she says, "your right, except I don't make $50m." Why is it that the toilet paper in service stations is now 4" wide instead of 6" wide? Why is it that when you go into a service station rest room it has the latest model electric towel dispenser, but it doesn't work and the paper towels are all over the sink? Why is it that a major university like Texas Tech University can pay their football coach $1.5 million per year, escalating to $2 million in 2010, but they can't keep toilet paper, paper towels, soap, or hot water in their Aquatic Center swimming area? Why is it that Christians get so upset at a funeral for one of their loved ones when they are taught that when you die you go to heaven and that is the most glorious place you can ever expect to be, looks like to me they should rejoice? Why is it no one ever says anything bad about a person after they die? I bet there were some good things even said about Al Capone at his funeral, something like, well at least he didn't die of syphilis until he got put away to jail, or maybe he was a good family man, just a little misunderstood. Why does everyone ask you after you finish a triathlon if you had a good race? Why is it that when people hear you have done a triathlon they always ask, "have you done the Ironman,"(no not Ironman Florida, but THE Ironman in Kona you dummy you)? Why is it the same when they find out you have done a marathon, "you guessed it, have you done Boston is the next question?" Why is it that when I want to pull onto the loop the cars won't let me in? Now you get the drift and I will be back soon with other, "why questions, since inquiring minds want to know?"

Movie reviews: "No Country for Old Men" *****, This is truly a five star movie, but some are going to see it and say, nope but at least ****. But, it reveals a new screen villain played by Javier Bardem who plays a stone cold killer and never uses the traditional things to kill, like a gun or knife, but a high pressure air hose that makes a perfect hole through the head or gut, and leaves very few traces. Not that this guy seems to care about hiding what he is doing or why he is doing it. On the other hand we have Tommy Lee Jones playing an old worn out sheriff ready to retire and wondering what is wrong with this modern society. Josh Brolin stands out as the antihero on the run(and for good reason I can't reveal) while old Texas Tech alum Barry Corgin delivers one of his own strongest performances in support of this rowdy, mean, cruel group of men. He is only in the movie for a few minutes, but it is time well spent. The ending is different and will leave you thinking for a while. Rate R for strong graphic violence and some language.

"Fred Claus" ***, If you still believe in Santa Claus or ever believed in him you will enjoy this extremely harmless movie. Santa Claus agrees to bail out his brother(Vince Vaughn) from debt, if he will come to the North pole and help get the presents ready for delivery to all the kids in the world. That is all you need to know to stir your interest. Go see but not in prime time. Rated PG for mild language and some rude humor(harmless).

greerman

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