LOST Final Season Premiere

Posted in Lost on February 2, 2010 by bigdaddygouda

I can’t believe tonight at 9 p.m. will be the final LOST season premiere ever. Has it really been 6 years?

Where did we leave off in May?

We apparently met The Puppetmasters: Jacob and  The Man In Black.

A man in white creates thread on a spinning wheel, then tends to it on a loom. He’s in a dark, ancient room, light by flames and marked with Egyptian symbols. He goes to the shore, catches a fish, and cooks it upon a stone. As he eats the fish, a man in black comes from behind. They both gaze at the Black Rock, a few miles off shore.

The man in black accuses the other of bringing them to the Island, saying the man in white is trying to prove him wrong. “You ARE wrong,” says the man in white. The man in black notes that the cycle is always the same: they come, they fight, they destroy, they corrupt. The man in white notes that anything up until his ideal outcome is merely “progress.” After a pause, the man in black says, “Have any idea how badly I wanna kill you?” He speaks of trying to find a loophole to accomplish his goal, and leaves by speaking the man in white’s name: Jacob. We never learn the man in black’s name. Instead, we see the camera rise up on a full intact statue, standing right behind them both.

So the MIB apparently found his loophole by inhabiting Locke’s dead body and manipulating Ben into killing Jacob.

And what were Jacob’s last words, “They’re coming”.  Who is coming? The original survivors of 815? What has become of them?

Did setting off the bomb actually reset time and prevent the crash or did setting off the bomb actually cause everything to happen? Will any of that be answered tonight?

I’ve heard that a lot will be resolved in the first hour of tonight’s episode. I’m also told that the show will feature a new story telling technique this year, not a flashforward or a flashback but something else.

And apparently everyone is coming back. Charlie, Claire, Michael, Libby, and Boone, just to name a few.

The end of things loved is always bittersweet but I’d be a lying scumbag if I told you I haven’t been lusting for tonight’s LOST for the past 9 months.

I’m man enough to admit it’s basically all I’ve been thinking about today. That and a Big Mac.

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8pm- Review Show

9-11p.m- 2 hour season premiere!!!

Mike Hawk is big

Posted in Stories on January 29, 2010 by bigdaddygouda

I have told you all before about Bob. Growing up we spent most of our summers together constantly trying to come up with “The Greatest Game Ever Invented by Kids”.

The friendship started for the same reason that all friendships begin when we’re younger. We were neighbors. Our divorced fathers lived across the street from each other and during the summer we both spent the majority of our time with our old men. Hence the friendship.

Now, the reason the friendship lasted was because of our love for two things; going to the movies and causing trouble. This story is about the latter.

Our friendship peaked when I was 13. Bob was about 11. After that his father moved so he stopped coming to town and as I got older we kind of went our separate ways.

Anyway, as teenagers, or in Bob’s case, on the cusp of being a teenager, we possessed dirty, curious minds.  Whenever we found something in a book or on TV that was even remotely sexually related we’d share it with the other one. ( a joke, a new word, a movie that was supposedly going to have full frontal female nudity)

In this sense, one of our favorite things to do was to sit in Bob’s kitchen and talk dirty in front of his deaf old grandma. She was also kind of clueless, which helped out immeasurably.

Our favorite little game to play was called “The Party Game” where we would talk about all the parties we were going to. Thing was, the people throwing these “parties” had names that could be classified as….saucy.

Here’s a typical conversation Bob and I would have in the presence of his deaf old grandma.

ME: So are you going to MIKE HUNT’S party next week?

BOB: Probably. HARRY BUSH said his parties are usually great.

ME: Really? Because JACK HOFF said they usually suck.

BOB: No, he only says that because he prefers parties at the beach house owned by Phil McKrakin.

ME: Well, good, it should be fun, especially if that new foreign exchange student Chu mei is there.

So yeah, that was a typical convo and only once did Bob’s grandma give any indication that she was listening when she said, “Wow, you guys sure go to a lot of parties.”

Just to be fair, we did try to the conversation once in my kitchen, in front of my Grandfather, who was always smoking a cig, drinking a beer and looking out the window.

 Big mistake.

As soon as I mentioned to Bob that we were both invited to that new Italian restaurant owned by Harry Ballsonya,  Bob was sent home and I was sent to my room.

When it came to sexual innuendo, nothing got past grampy.

 

Sorry but it’s the truth

Posted in Stuff on January 27, 2010 by bigdaddygouda
  • I shed a tear at the end of Marley and Me. I got choked up watching the Yankees hoist their 27th World Series trophy. Yet I have not so much as frowned over the Haiti quake.
  • I hate Dane Cook
  •  I don’t watch House, CSI, Survivor or How I Met Your Mother
  • I usually change the radio station when a Led Zeppelin song comes on. Especially Stairway…yuck.
  • I get excited for wrestling Pay Per Views like The Royal Rumble and Wrestlemania.
  • You tell me the title of the Little House on the Prairie episode and I’ll tell you about the whole episode.
  • There have been 500 episodes of The Simpsons. I’ve seen every single one of them.
  • If she was hot and willing I’d do her. Wedding ring or not. Actually “hot” would simply be icing on the cake.
  • Sometimes I find myself saying things to Andy the Puggle as if I’m expecting an answer back. “So what did you do today while Uncle Walt was at work?”
  • Dramatic Facebook status updates make me cringe and definitely do not illicit any of the sympathetic feelings that the poster intended. Actually it has the complete opposite effect.
  • Actually, if you are one of those dramatic status updaters, there is a good chance we’re giggling about it behind your back.
  • I prefer amateur porn to the high-end stuff. I dunno but bleach blond woman with fake boobs and plastic faces just don’t do it for me.
  • I have a secret crush on……ehh, we’ll save that truth for another day…..or will we?

Queen of Mean!!

Posted in Stuff on January 17, 2010 by bigdaddygouda

I love stand-up comedy. I always have. As a group of friends many nights were spent sitting around watching old tapes of comedy routines. Mainly classic Eddie Murphy (raw, delirious) as well as those classic young comedian shows on HBO where performers like David Spade and Rob Schneider were actually funny.

Of all the comedians we watched growing up there was one glaring reality: Female comedians simply weren’t funny. It’s not that we didn’t give them a chance, we’d watch the beginning of the routine and after two minutes if we weren’t laughing (we never were) we’d fast forward the tape to the next male comedian.

So, as I headed to the Warner Theater Saturday night to see the Queen of Mean, Lisa Lampanelli, I did so with fingers crossed.

Sure I’ve seen her on the Comedy Central Roasts and I’ve listened to her on The Howard Stern radio show and more often that not she had me cracking up. However,  I was nervous that her hard core sense of humor would be too much for Torrington and therefore she’d hold back and in the process be unfunny.

Thankfully I was wrong.

Not only was Lampanelli’s one hour set at the Warner absolutely fucking hilarious but it was one of the greatest comedy shows I’ve ever seen. To put it into perspective I’ve seen Jerry Seinfeld and David Chappelle live as well.

She brought her full repertoire of X-rated material to Torrington and kicked it into overdrive.

She used every racial and ethnic slur in the book. There were Jews, Blacks, Puerto Ricans and Gays in the audience and boy did she let them have it.

My favorite part of the show is when she called to the stage a 16 year old dude from the audience and gave him the Lisa Lampanelli quiz.

Let’s just say one of the questions was:  “What group of people are known for being lazy and smelly?”

Truth be told a few people in the audience walked out. One guy was actually kicked out, but I’d say 90 % of the near sell-out crowd ate it up. I mean, come on, If you’re at a Lisa Lampanelli show you know what you’re in for.

While the majority of her jokes are racist, Lampanelli doesn’t come off as a bigot, if that makes sense. I would classify her as an equal opportunity offender. She even made fun of her fat Italian husband with big balls.  And, to be fair, throughout the show Lampanelli would constantly cut on herself, referring to herself as “fat”, “slut” and “trashy”.

It was a great time indeed and while it was definitely a risque, raunch-fest, it was also refreshing to hear a female comedian that was not only funny but just as side-splittingly hilarious as any male master of comedy that i’ve seen.

Dane Cook ain’t got nothing on that bitch.

FINAL POST OF THE DECADE!!!

Posted in Stuff on December 29, 2009 by bigdaddygouda

Unless I absolutely feel the need to write something, this will serve as the final Big Daddy Gouda post of the decade.

And, as far as this blog goes,  I’ve come up with a fitting way to close out the last 10 years.

TOP 10 THINGS THAT I’LL REMEMBER ABOUT THE LAST 10 YEARS:

10. September 11, 2001: While I was not directly impacted by the terrorist attacks, being an American citizen I was indirectly affected. 9/11 is (unfortunately) one of the most historic things that ever happened in the history of this country and, along with millions of others, I watched it unfold live on the local news.

9. NICHOLAS PIZZA: Most of us can say we’ve had at least one job we loved. I can honestly say that about my pizza delivery job I held from 2001-2003. I had barely any responsibility, I absolutely loved my co-workers and, believe it or not, the money was really good. Nicholas Pizza on Water Street. The best job I ever had.

8. PARTY! PARTY! PARTY! The decade kicked-off  with what I’ll always remember as my favorite New Years Party ever, held at Jewett’s apartment just off campus at UCONN.  In the years that followed I did a hell of a lot more partying than I ever thought I would.  In the early part of the decade almost every Friday night was spent at bars in Hartford and as the decade draws to a close, area homeowners like Jay/Jamie, The Jewett’s and Gruzzy/Carie have opened their homes to picnics, parties and small get togethers. Here’s to hoping the tradition continues, even just a little bit, in the next decade.

7. WEDDINGS & BABIES: I must admit, I’ve been to some kick-ass weddings this decade. Goat and Carrie, Jewett and Gesette and of course, the legendary union of Aaron and Erin.  A few friends of mine even got married on a boat somewhere. And while the weddings were a blast it wasn’t long before the babies came. Now, most picnics and parties are populated by the wee-ones.

6. JOURNALISM: By chance I got a job as a reporter in August of 2007. I’ve basically been in the newspaper business since then.  It’s the closest thing I’ve ever had to a career.

5. TURNING 30: Being a teenager, the thought of turning 30 was surreal. Too far away to truly comprehend. Since I hit the big 3-0 (ushered in brilliantly during a party at Jamie’s place) I’ve noticed subtle changes in my mind-set.  I’m more content to stay home. I worry more about money. I get anxiety about being single and childless. And while you really don’t get much more adult than 30, I still feel like that punk kid who thought being 30 makes you OLD.

4. HOME FOR SALE: My boyhood home went on the market in mid 2007. It didn’t sell. Since the ‘for sale’ signs went up nearly three years ago, my father and sister have left, leaving me as the sole occupant to a big ole house that once held so many. Recently Andy the puggle moved in and, as I’ve said before, has added a lot of energy to the place which is nice. But if you had told me 10 years ago that the last remaining occupants of The Gogolya Home (built 1934) would be myself and some half beagle/half pug, well, I would have called you a lying scumbag.

3. GRAM DIES:  My aunt Barbara said it best at Gram’s funeral: “It’s the end of an era”. And how right she was. I should have known that shortly after Gram passed, the family home would follow suit.  Never did the house shine as bright as it did when she was there.  Growing up, Gram truly was the glue that held the family together.  Relatives that I never see anymore would always stop by the house to visit. Especially around the holidays when they would take in Gram’s legendary cooking.

2. AIDAN NATHANIEL WEIK: No one has changed my life more in the last 10 years than little Aidan, born June 29, 2001. From the moment I visited him in the hospital the day he was born to this past Sunday, sitting in Dunkin Donuts before taking in Alvin & The Chipmunks, when he said to me, “Uncle Walt, What made God decide to create the world?”  Never have I enjoyed the decade more than the times I spent watching him grow up.

1. JULY 10, 2010:  That is the expected arrival date of the newest member to our family. Yep, just before Thanksgiving my sister informed me that she and her husband are expecting their first child in July, which will (finally) make me an “Uncle Walt” for real.

10 Best Films of 2009

Posted in Movies on December 27, 2009 by bigdaddygouda

The last year of the decade really was an amazing year for movie fans.

Starting at the beginning of 09, great movies seemed to pop up at the cinemas every weekend.

Great movies I’ve seen this year are:

Taken, Observe and Report, Coraline,  Sunshine Cleaning, Away We Go, Star Trek, The Hangover, Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, Up, The Hurt Locker, Funny People, 500 Days of Summer, Inglorious Basterds, Drag Me To Hell, District 9, Precious, The Fantastic Mr Fox, Paranormal Activity, Julie & Julia, The Road, Invictus, Up In The Air, Avatar, and Sherlock Holmes.

But…for those of you who love lists….Here are my TOP 10:

10: STAR TREK: Great Story + Great Action + Great Acting = 10th best film I’ve seen this year.

9: FANTASTIC MR FOX: The second funniest (The Hangover) movie of the year.

8: THE ROAD: While this film is dark and depressing and leaves you with only a glimmer of hope for the future, it is a faithful adaptation of Cormac Macarthy’s Pulitzer Prize winning novel and Viggo Mortensen gives an Oscar worthy performance.

7: Up In The Air: The story is simple and timely and the performances especially Clooney and Twilight’s (don’t hold that against her) Anna Kendrick are brilliant.

6. DISTRICT 9: A really cool alien Sci-Fi movie that unlike, say, Independence Day, shows what would prolly REALLY happen if spacemen ever landed on earth. The last image will stay with you long after the film ends.

5. PARANORMAL ACTIVITY: The (second) best time I had at the movies this year. I’ve said it before and I’ll set it again, I’ll never forget that pretty boy sitting behind me in the theater screaming like a little bitch throughout the film. It comes out on DVD Tuesday. Check it out.

4. (500) Days of Summer: If you care, my original review is HERE and it still holds up 4 months later.

3. AVATAR: Don’t be turned off by the underwhelming previews. I almost was and I’m glad I went to see James Cameron’s gift to action movie fans . If you love movies you HAVE to see this film in 3D.  While the plot can be a bit clunky and almost a direct rip-off of Dances With Wolves (replacing Indians with Aliens), the action and special effects more than make up for any shortcomings. Best Special Effects/Visuals in the history of film. Really.

2. INGLORIOUS BASTERDS: Funny, moving and action packed. So good that teens everywhere may actually come to believe that Tarantino has changed history and WW2 truly did end in that French Cinema.

1. THE HANGOVER: Yep, the movie that made me laugh myself silly in June (twice) remains as my favorite film of the year. For me, when deciding how good a film truly is, I not only judge what I’m seeing on screen but how what I’m seeing makes me react.  I laughed from the second the movie began to the raunchy closing credits. The best comedy show I’ve been to in years is my favorite movie of 2009.

BEST FILMS OF THE DECADE

Posted in Movies on December 16, 2009 by bigdaddygouda

In keeping with my best of lists started last week with TV,  I will now run down MY 10 favorite films of the last 10 years.

Noticeably absent from this list is anything I’ve seen in 2009, since those films will be part of my annual Best Films list coming out either later this month or in early January.

And Here…We…Go..

1. THE LORD OF THE RINGS TRILOGY:  Yeah, you could argue and say, “Hey wait, that’s three movies!” but really it’s just one big ass film cut into thirds. The best trilogy to come along since Star Wars. And that’s saying a ton.

2. ALMOST FAMOUS

3. WALK THE LINE

4. MEMENTO: Trying to piece together the puzzle made this a fun experience at the cinema.

5. GLADIATOR: Russel Crow’s breakthrough role. A bad ass film with a scene stealing performance from Joaquin Pheonix.

6. MILLION DOLLAR BABY

7. OLD SCHOOL: The funniest film of the decade obviously makes it onto my Top 10. “You just took one in the jugular man!”

8. FINDING NEMO: After the TOY STORY movies Disney/Pixar took it to the next level with this story about fish.

9. KNOCKED UP: May have the best line of dialogue in romantic comedy history:

ALLISON: “I’m Pregnant”

BEN: “FUCK OFF”

ALLISON: “What!”

BEN: “What?”

ALLISON: “I’m pregnant”

BEN: “With….Emotion?”

ALLISON: :With a baby!”

10. HARRY POTTER & THE PRISONER OF AZKABAN: With the third film in the seven part series, this “children’s story” became much darker and took a turn for the better.

Best TUBE the decade had to offer

Posted in Stuff on December 7, 2009 by bigdaddygouda

It’s hard to believe that 10 years has flown by.  Every decade leading up to this one can be easily defined: Think the Vietnam/Hippie/Beatles era of the 60s, The disco 70s, The cheesy 80s and The Grungy 90s.

I’m guessing that when it’s all said and done, the first 10 years of the millenium will be remembered for its technological advances: iphone, ipod….hmm, The Apple Decade possibly?

Anyhow, Top “this and that” of the decade lists are popping up all over the place. I’ll try to do some over the next month starting today with:

TOP 10 SHOWS OF THE LAST 10 YEARS

1. THE SOPRANOS – Who’s gonna argue with that?

2. LOST – I can’t believe it all comes to a close in six months at which point it will ALL be explained. Right? Season 5 is now available on DVD, which means any ambitious person out there who still hasn’t caught on, can rent all the seasons just in time for the final season premiere in Feb.

3. BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER – don’t believe me? Rent it.

4. SIX FEET UNDER – The first HBO show I ever got into. I still miss the Fishers and all those dead bodies.

5. THE SHIELD – A great show made better by the series final few episodes and an ending where the main character, unlike say Tony Soprano, gets exactly what he deserves.

6. RESCUE ME – A show about firefighters in a post 9/11 world led by Dennis Leary- a loveable womanizing drunk.

7. NIP/TUCK – Soft core porn every Wednesday night at 10 p.m. for the past five years. Any young guy who says he doesn’t aspire to be Dr. Christian Troy when he grows up is a lying scumbag.

8. ENTOURAGE – Guys I can’t imagine NOT hanging out with every Sunday night during the summer.

9. 24 - Like watching a movie every week at  home for free.

10. SMALLVILLE - The only show about a famous superhero to ever actually work on TV. While Spiderman and The Incredible Hulk had cult followings, you have to admit those shows were pretty effing bad.

Andy’s Afternoon Adventure

Posted in Stories on December 2, 2009 by bigdaddygouda

“How’s the dog,” I asked my father, knowing he had stopped by the house during the day to pick up a few things.

“That’s a good question,” dad said, ominously.

As I cleared the lump from my throat and attempted to speak, dad beat me to the punch saying, “He’s fine, but you almost came home to no dog.”

Apparently, around 11 a.m. dad attempted to hook Andy to his chain and let him out the front door to do his business. Unfortunately, dad, with his arthritic hands and poor eyesight, missed the hook without realizing it.

Andy took a few steps down the sidewalk when his chain, which was laying loosely on his collar, fell casually to the ground with a clink.

The puggle looked at my father who was standing in the doorway, knowing that he was, for the first time…free.

Dad opened the door and calmly said, “Andy”.  That was the first mistake. The one time Andy got out on me, I raised my voice (which I never do) and he stopped dead in his tracks and came back inside, his head bowed, tail between his legs.

Dad, with his nonchalant call, was not going to convince the little rascal to come back. According to Dad, Andy bowed his head, his chin on the sidewalk and raised his backside into the air….He wanted to play.

Dad approached and like lighting, Andy the Puggle was gone, darting across the street into the neighbors back yard.

Dad pursued him, calmly calling his name. The closer he got, the further into the neighborhood Andy would run.

After about 10 minutes Dad went back to the house and got in his truck. He perused the neighborhood, calling for the dog out the window.

Occasionally, while weaving up and down the area streets he’d catch a glimpse of the puggle traipsing through someone’s yard, stopping to sniff a bush or a tree and then darting further into the woods when he heard my father call out to him.

After about a half hour Dad gave up and returned home, seemingly wondering how he was going to explain to me that he’d lost my dog and then probably wondering how I was going to explain it to Keely who would, in turn, have to explain to Aidan how sending the family dog to Uncle Walt may not have been the best idea.

Two hours had passed with no sign of the dog……

Then, as dad sat in the living room, he heard the unmistakable Italian accent of Mario Pesce, our neighbor for 40 years.

“Peter, Peter,” Mario yelled from across the street. “Zis youra dog!”

Dad looked out the front door and there was Mario, standing in his front yard, holding Andy by the collar.

According to the dad, the dog sat quietly, his tail thumping, until my father crossed the street to get him.

Mario snuck up on Andy, who he found in his back yard sniffing at his home-made wine barrels. He knew, from peeping out his window like all our nosy neighbors do, that Andy was a missing person.

So, it was no surprise to me that Andy, for the first time since I got him almost three weeks ago, was in no hurry to go outside when I arrived home from work at 6 p.m.

God only knows what he got himself into while running through our neighborhood Tuesday afternoon.

I’m only thankful that Mario did the honorable thing and returned the animal, instead of making sausage out of him that I’m sure would have gone oh so good with that wine that Andy found so appealing.

You better shape up Puggle or during my next trip to the grocery store, instead of doggy treats, I’ll  spend the money on chloroform, medium-sized Hefty bags and a shovel.

HAPPY MEAL

Posted in Adventures in Aidan Sitting on November 23, 2009 by bigdaddygouda

As Aidan and I walked into McDonald’s Saturday for lunch it was kind of hard not to notice the banner hanging inside the restaurant.

“McDONALDS: Celebrating 30 years of The Happy Meal.”

Not that the advertising had anything to do with it, but as Aidan did every time we go to Mickey Ds,  he ordered the 6-piece chicken nugget happy meal.

As I ate my  lunch, I watched as Aidan put together the mini-nerf basketball toy that came inside the meal. He didn’t need to look at the instructions. Within 30 seconds he had constructed the contraption.

He placed the mini bball hoop in the center of the table and casually tossed the plastic basketball in the direction on the hoop: It bounced off the cardboard NERF backboard: SWISH.

After the little plastic ball went through the little plastic hoop the thing fell apart.

Aidan calmly picked up the pieces and tossed them into the bag, along with the rest of trash we had amassed through out our lunch.

“McDonald’s,” Aidan said casually. “Celebrating 30 years of garbage toys.”

An ad-wizard in the making indeed.