I Wanna Suck a Happy Birthday, Dan...

Another year... another Pho Hoa b-day for Dan. And once again, TimTray steals the show.

Getting You Ready for Christmas: Really F'in Early Edition

Blame it on Tim Burton, for making that ridiculous "Nightmare Before Christmas" movie, pitting two holidays that have no business being in the same movie together... in the same movie together. Blame it on the Phillies for winning the World Series. Or their Manager, Charlie "O' Come O' Come E" Manuel, who's line, "Christmas came early, let's go" plays before most of 97.5's station identifications. Whoever you blame it on, Christmas is here... at least in aural form.

My Sham-hawks... Let Me Show You Thems...

The 17th of March is the celebration of St. Patrick casting out all the snake jawns in Ireland for not paying their taxes. And since the storied fable has no mention whatsoever of the consumption of alcohol, I drank just ONE beer over the weekend and had 0 beers on the day in question. 1 + 0 = Me not dying because I didn't drink on St. Paddy's. Try it sometime... your liver will thank you. After the JUMP: a questionable fashion choice/statement, yours truly, Staples, and leprechaun ladies.

They started early on Saturday... I hope that's fake.

We're gonna make such cute babies.

A REAL sham-hawk... and two lovely ladies. The Boondock Saints was stereotypically looping in the background.

Do You Believe in Manning Claus...?

I know its 2008 and its January and your tree is out on the curb and your decorations are in storage. So sue me. Christmas ain't over till this post goes up. For a stuffed stocking of Joe Manning Claus media, click read more. And to all a good night!

What, You Didn't Get the Memo...?

11 days left... tick tock tick tock...

The 12 Days (left) of X-mas...

Go to Macy's on Market and see the light show. Walk through the animatronic Scrooge show. Be a kid...

Mayhaps He's Lactose Intolerant...

I hear that's going around...

O' Little Mall in Bethlehem...

a new scribbles cartoon, with others found here.

Call it, Friendo...

I promised myself I'd never do it. There's been so many times and so many oppurtunities to do so, not knowing if the chance would ever rise again. But I said, "NO... NO, good sir. Its just too damn creepy". That all went out the window last night at the Hiway Theater in Jenkintown, where I stopped in to see No Country for Old Men. Alone. When I envision myself seeing a motion picture alone, it sorta ends up as a cross between Tom Hanks from Philadelphia getting blown at Stallion Showcase Cinema on 21st street or Stanley Tucci from the Pelican Brief feigning masturbation by taking off his rope belt and choking a chief justice with it. But I digress.

If ever there was a movie worthy of "making due" with the actions discussed above, N.C.F.O.M is it. Superb yet simple storyline, an all-star lineup... perfectly cast, violence and drama with a dash of humor, and one of the best characters ("Sugar" pictured above) ever to cross the silver screen with an air compressor, make this film a MUST SEE. On a side note, its end is peculiar and deserves a second viewing in order for me to pass judgment on the Super Coen-o Bros.' ability to finish their films.

For a synopsis, sound clips, video clips, Clipse, buddy icons and screen savers, head over to the official site. That is, AFTER you've gone to see the damn thing. P.S. after the JUMP is a trailer that ran before the movie that I'm dying to see.

There Will be Blood. Johnny Greenwood from Radiohead provides the soundtrack. Daniel Day Lewis owns. That silent kid from "Little Miss Sunshine" is in it, and should've stayed silent. "I can't keep doing this on my own, with these... people."

Let Him Eat Cake...

Cliff's Notes version: Dan IMs me at work and tells me that there are these crazy stuffed animals on WhySoSerious, the viral marketing web-site for the sequel to Batman Begins, Dark Knight. These critters are holding addresses to various locations that nerds and such can bike or get their moms to take them to in the hopes of getting a package. He wonders if I, on my lunch break... wouldn't mind scoping the location out. I do mind, his brother does not... And what do you know, he enters a bakery in Germantown and receives a cake with a phone number on it, FROM THE JOKER. Or maybe it was Batman, or Robin... or maybe that Joel Schumaker guy. What happens after the securing of cakes? You'll have to visit Dan's blog to find out. He updated, its great, the world is coming to an end.

If you want to know more about the 6 minutes of exclusive footage from the Dark Knight shown in an IMAX theater yesterday, click here.

If you want to register to see those same 6 minutes at the KOP mall on Thursday, click here.

For someone else's post, this one turned out to be quite long.

Night at the Willow Grove Mall-eum...

It started off as an innocent night of having nothing to eat at my apartment, and nothing to do. So I picked up my life partner at work in the North East... and headed towards the Willow Grove mall. There wasn't a shopping list to fulfill or a particular store we wanted to hit up. It was just an excuse to eat crappy chinese at Master Wok... and then walk it off in the 3 floored mall. What we did find was a slew of really cool items that will satisfy ANY and ALL of those special nerds in your life. So please, READ MORE... see what I saw... and always remember, Ben Stiller sucks.

This gem was found in a hat store that wasn't Lids... but it was just like it. This is a step up from those paper hockey helmets they give out at games, but at a costly 40 some dollars. The chin strap is a really nice touch. What a night for head-gear.

This sweatshirt is just too amazing for words. Hot Topic has some primo-pop culture apparel coming out (more below). I love the Super Mario 3 instruction booklet art alot more than all this CGI 3D art you see of Mario nowadays. P.S. They had a t-shirt of Mario in the bee-suit.

I would never wear this... just thought it was interesting. Wii are the world. Wii are the children. Wii are the ones who make a brighter day, so lets start givin'.

My God... if you only knew. I had the action figures. I went and saw the movies, even the crappy 2nd and 3rd ones with Go Ninja Rap and time travel. I watched all the cartoons, even the crappy ones where Mikey stopped using his nunchuks and started using that turtle grappling hook. I used to lose my mind watching/playing the arcade game in Shakey's Pizza on Naaman's Road. I was a huge fan, and these are really really neat knit caps.

At sports and collectibles, there was a terrific buzz of activity surrounding a rather physically fit Philadelphia Eagle, and former Penn State alum/Outback Bowl MVP... Tony Hunt. Of course, I didn't know any of this until my contact at Penn State filled me in. So I took his picture on the chance that he WAS somebody... and eventually he might be.

Deck the Halls with...

balls.