Pick your favorite one…

Yes … It’s true. Al-Zarqawi is dead.

Yeah, I know this is getting old … but do you think there’s any chance that I could get Angelina Jolie to put one of these on baby Shiloh?

I mean, I know someone just paid 3+ Million just for the first photos, but I’m sure AJ and Mr. Pitt would hook up good ol’ AntiBlogger, right?

Lets face it, AntiWare is the new Black!

Or better yet - Maybe Angelina would model these for me?

Eh, on second thought, maybe we’ll put her in a nice loose tee-shirt … let that c-section gash heal up a bit first…

Can you tell I’m bored?

You know you want one! Besides, it’s bound to be a collectors item some day!

Ok, so … First of all, lets run down a list of what I consumed last night…

2 Double Captain and Cokes, 6 Pints of PBR, 4 Pints of Harp and 4 or 5 shots of Jager. Keep in mind that I didn’t get started ’til around 10:30 or so and the night was over at 4am… Needless to say, I got stinkin’ drunk.

But why no hangover? Well - I’m a skeptic when it comes to hangover cures. Until last night, the best I’d found was to chase 4 Excedrin with 2 pints of water before going to bed, but truth be told, it never really cured the hangover 100% and really, who wants to pour 2 pints of water into a beer bloated body.

So anyway - when I was at the NRA (National Restuarant Association) show a couple weeks back, one of the million or so exibitors handed me some new herbal concoction called Drinkin’ Mate. It’s really nothing more than Guava Leaf Extract, some salt and some flavoring (grape!) all packed into a effervecent, Alkaseltzer-like, pill.

Long story short. In my drunken haze I noticed it sitting there when stumbled into the house, managed to get it into a glass of water without spilling it all over the kitchen floor and downed it. I didn’t really expect it to work, but what the hell, right?

Woke up with a tiny hangover - shocked really. By the time I rolled out of bed and went through my normal morning ritual and had a cup of java, I was feeling 100%… Was it a fluke or was it the Drinkin’ Mate? Hell if I know. What I do know is that on any other morning-after I’d be struggling to get my head up off the pillow without blowin’ chunks.

So - for now, I’m giving Drinkin’ Mate the thumbs up. I’ll give it a try again the next time I go on a mini-bender and let ya all know if this is the real deal or I just got lucky.

Cheers!

So, I’m not the biggest Woody Allen fan in the world. I feel most of his work, particularly over the past decade, is pure shit written to amuse himself and his friends, but I’ll admit I’ve found a few exceptions and Match Point is one of those.

Mildly reminicent of The Talented Mr. Ripley (minus the impersonation), Match Point is a story of calculated social climbing, passion, love and money … oh yeah, and MURDER.

Chris Wilson (Jonathan Rhys Meyers), a semi-successful tour tennis player turn country club tennis pro, meets Tom (Matthew Goode), the son of a wealthy British businessman, and quickly finds himself in the midst of High Society.

He meets Toms sister, Chloe (Emily Mortimer), and slowly digs his claws into the family Hewett. Leaving his tennis pro life behind, he accepts a position in the family business. Groomed by the family, he quickly advances in both his relationship with Chloe and his new career.

The twist - because you know there has to be a twist:

About the same time Chris meets Chloe, he also meets the stunning Ms. Nola Rice (Scarlett Johansson) during a party at the Hewett estate. In a scene that feels much like a (very well acted) porn introduction, sparks fly… Right about the time you expect them to start tearing each others cloths off (wha chic-a-wha wha) Tom enters to introduce Nola as his girlfriend.

A short while and a lot of sexual tention later, Chris and Nola have an impulsive roll in the rain on the back 40 of the Hewett estate… A one time thing - Until Tom breaks off his relationship with Nola and Chris decides he can have the best of both worlds. Now married to Chloe he starts a long passionate affair with Nola and things get sticky …and someone eventually has to die…

Ok - so the plots been done a million times and seems predictable, but this one is really done well … The constant underlying message of lucks roll in everyday life hits home and really helps build the suspense in the end.

Overall, I think this is the best work Woody has put out in this decade, and probably one of the better films of his career.