Concerning no internet, and The Sandlot 2
Oh, how I hate not having internet access at my home. What makes it really bad is that since I work at a high school and get most of my internet access through there I can't even post on my blog. For some reason, the high school's anti-naughty-stuff software blocks my blog provider. Insane!
So now I have to come up to BYU to get online. Hopefully soon we will have the problem at home remedied.
I wanted to dedicate this post to the memory of probably the greatest summer themed movie ever: The Sandlot. "You're killing me, Smalls!" How many times have you heard that exclamation. I for one loved the movie. The reason I am posting this "in memory" of The Sandlot is because whoever the powers-that-be are decided to whore out the name and make a sequel. No! And this isn't even a let's-see-if-we-can-get-some-money-in-theaters sequel, this is a straight-to-DVD-because-we-aren't-going-to-kid-ourselves-and-we-know-that-it-sucks sequel (i.e. every Aladdin sequel).
I can't believe they would do this. And you know who I blame for this? Freakin, James Earl Jones. You know that to do one of these straight-to-DVD-because-we-aren't-going-to-kid-ourselves-and-we-know-that-it-sucks sequels, they have to have at least one of the original actors from the first movie. So the only one who would either A. Make sense and B. Do it in the first place was James Earl Jones. If he wouldn't have signed on to this it never would have happened.
YOU'RE KILLING ME JAMES! You're freaking Darth Vader for crying out loud! I know you haven't been in many movies lately but c'mon, give us a break! I'm sure that any fan of the original movie will feel the same way. Who knows though? Maybe in this movie the priceless piece of baseball memorabilia is going to be the needle that Jose Canseco supposedly stuck into Mark McGwire's butt. That would be pretty interesting.
So now I have to come up to BYU to get online. Hopefully soon we will have the problem at home remedied.
I wanted to dedicate this post to the memory of probably the greatest summer themed movie ever: The Sandlot. "You're killing me, Smalls!" How many times have you heard that exclamation. I for one loved the movie. The reason I am posting this "in memory" of The Sandlot is because whoever the powers-that-be are decided to whore out the name and make a sequel. No! And this isn't even a let's-see-if-we-can-get-some-money-in-theaters sequel, this is a straight-to-DVD-because-we-aren't-going-to-kid-ourselves-and-we-know-that-it-sucks sequel (i.e. every Aladdin sequel).
I can't believe they would do this. And you know who I blame for this? Freakin, James Earl Jones. You know that to do one of these straight-to-DVD-because-we-aren't-going-to-kid-ourselves-and-we-know-that-it-sucks sequels, they have to have at least one of the original actors from the first movie. So the only one who would either A. Make sense and B. Do it in the first place was James Earl Jones. If he wouldn't have signed on to this it never would have happened.
YOU'RE KILLING ME JAMES! You're freaking Darth Vader for crying out loud! I know you haven't been in many movies lately but c'mon, give us a break! I'm sure that any fan of the original movie will feel the same way. Who knows though? Maybe in this movie the priceless piece of baseball memorabilia is going to be the needle that Jose Canseco supposedly stuck into Mark McGwire's butt. That would be pretty interesting.
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