Superman's Dad had a far better outfit than Superman. What's up with that? Of course Superman's Dad is superior to Superman in many ways. Superman's Dad did like all the work in preperation for Superman, all durring what must have been a very stressful time in his life. He's dealing with a worried wife (Superman's real mom), a dying planet, political rivals, and of course the physics of a hula-hoop prison for three criminals. Imagine what the ACLU had to say about that one! So he's going through all of this, all while he is building an icicle/space capsule deal, plotting a safe route to Earth from Krypton, and recording video answering all possible questions that his now infant son may have in the future. So why did Superman end up making himself such a ridiculous looking suit? Was it that desire to be different from his dad? Maybe it was that Al Gore "being his own man" type of thing. Of course there is something to be said for not trying to compete when you know you're beat. I wouldn't want to compete with the Godfather himself. The other possibility is that Superman's Dad discouraged Superman from wearing such a cool white suit because he knew of the cleanliness issues here on Earth. On Krypton there doesn't seem to be much dust or dirt, well not until that big explosion. Whereas here on our Earth Superman has so much crap to deal with, he doesn't have time to wash his outfit. Of course without realizing it I have once again proven how Batman is the best.
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Superman's Dad
Superman's Dad had a far better outfit than Superman. What's up with that? Of course Superman's Dad is superior to Superman in many ways. Superman's Dad did like all the work in preperation for Superman, all durring what must have been a very stressful time in his life. He's dealing with a worried wife (Superman's real mom), a dying planet, political rivals, and of course the physics of a hula-hoop prison for three criminals. Imagine what the ACLU had to say about that one! So he's going through all of this, all while he is building an icicle/space capsule deal, plotting a safe route to Earth from Krypton, and recording video answering all possible questions that his now infant son may have in the future. So why did Superman end up making himself such a ridiculous looking suit? Was it that desire to be different from his dad? Maybe it was that Al Gore "being his own man" type of thing. Of course there is something to be said for not trying to compete when you know you're beat. I wouldn't want to compete with the Godfather himself. The other possibility is that Superman's Dad discouraged Superman from wearing such a cool white suit because he knew of the cleanliness issues here on Earth. On Krypton there doesn't seem to be much dust or dirt, well not until that big explosion. Whereas here on our Earth Superman has so much crap to deal with, he doesn't have time to wash his outfit. Of course without realizing it I have once again proven how Batman is the best.
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Monday, January 23, 2006
Ch. 3 Lost (sorry ABC)
"Fools rush in" - Elvis Presley -
Scott slowly awoke to the quiet pitter-patter of rain on his face, and than he quickly awoke when a squirrel bit him on the knuckle. At that same instance a troupe of traveling gypsies stopped and the groups doctor checked him for rabies, and thankfully he came up negative. (It should be noted that the so-called "doctor" recieved his diploma from the University of Florida State, and therefore was not to be held in very, should I say, "high esteem".)
"Lost be thee" said the groups leader (he was old fashion, or maybe just a pirate pretending to be a gypsie so that he could travel the world and have many adventures... don't know where I was going with that... sorry!) "Me and all these that ye see before thee are me relatives, arrhh! And we'd be more the merryer if yed join wit us as we will have many a grand adventure!"
Now Scott was in quite a pickle... Join the gypsies or stay lost?
"I'd love to join you merry people!" came his quick reply as if he hadn't even put thought into the answer.
"Than lets be off"
As the group moved through the wood dancing and singing, (that is to say shortly that they were dancing the can-can to John Mayer's "Your Body Is A Wonderland") Scott stoped short, for he had heard a crash off to his port side, deep in the darkening wood. "We must investigate" came his cry, "There could be someone else out there who is lost!"
"O, we do not stray off the path into the untamed wood" came the reply from the groups leader. His voice had the sound of fear in it. "You were just lucky that you had come across the path, otherwise you would never have been found. If there be someone out yonder than they must help themselves for we cannot." With that the troupe picked up the singing and dancing once again and they continued on.
Scott, though scared, was determined to discover the object behind the noise.
Without another word he dashed into the thicket, never to be seen by the pirate gypsies again.
Scott slowly awoke to the quiet pitter-patter of rain on his face, and than he quickly awoke when a squirrel bit him on the knuckle. At that same instance a troupe of traveling gypsies stopped and the groups doctor checked him for rabies, and thankfully he came up negative. (It should be noted that the so-called "doctor" recieved his diploma from the University of Florida State, and therefore was not to be held in very, should I say, "high esteem".)
"Lost be thee" said the groups leader (he was old fashion, or maybe just a pirate pretending to be a gypsie so that he could travel the world and have many adventures... don't know where I was going with that... sorry!) "Me and all these that ye see before thee are me relatives, arrhh! And we'd be more the merryer if yed join wit us as we will have many a grand adventure!"
Now Scott was in quite a pickle... Join the gypsies or stay lost?
"I'd love to join you merry people!" came his quick reply as if he hadn't even put thought into the answer.
"Than lets be off"
As the group moved through the wood dancing and singing, (that is to say shortly that they were dancing the can-can to John Mayer's "Your Body Is A Wonderland") Scott stoped short, for he had heard a crash off to his port side, deep in the darkening wood. "We must investigate" came his cry, "There could be someone else out there who is lost!"
"O, we do not stray off the path into the untamed wood" came the reply from the groups leader. His voice had the sound of fear in it. "You were just lucky that you had come across the path, otherwise you would never have been found. If there be someone out yonder than they must help themselves for we cannot." With that the troupe picked up the singing and dancing once again and they continued on.
Scott, though scared, was determined to discover the object behind the noise.
Without another word he dashed into the thicket, never to be seen by the pirate gypsies again.
Tom Cruise - Mr. Rip-Off
Wow, I didn't know that the first scene in Mission Impossible II was a rip off. And not just a rip off from some other film (like an ode to the Odessa Steps) but it was a bold faced rip off from MacGyver. Check this out from Episode 1, season one!
Friday, January 20, 2006
He Has Arrived (With Mnemonics)
My personal blog page ( http://peterdcrumblogninja.blogspot.com/ ) is mostly about movies, but over here on the family page I think I'd like to try out something a little different. I have seen some of the other brothers do this and I would like to join in on the idea of building our relationships through discussions and reminiscing. My memory isn't always that great, and I always enjoy hearing from the other family members because it sparks memories that I haven't had for quite some time. In my time on this blog page I would like to pass along my memories of growing up, some of the experiences I've had out here in Colorado as well as what's currently going on in the Colorado Crum family life. I think that this will be appropriate for the family blog because it's about family, and family is what we are. Now of course I realize that there are some people who read this blog that are not necesarily part of the Crum family, but I think that through kindness and sharing, we can all help make them feel welcome too.
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
A New Crum Film
Okay, so this isn't that great (except for the awesome acting by Nathaniel P.) - You can view the new film at my blog or on google video. There are some bad edits and some stupid color filters (which messed up the image quality, but you should still check it out).
Monday, January 09, 2006
Guilty
It is amazing that over my three week Christmas break I found plenty of time to check this blog, but wouldn't put in any effort to post. So it is now 1:30am on Jan. 9 and the second semester begins, well...today, so what better time to make up for wasted time.
I always enter a new semester with caution. Am I actually going to have to study and pay attention this time? Will my classes be challanging for a change? I sure hope not, and as I am finding out as an education major, not likely.
My break started out rather action-packed. Nate came to town and kept me company at my apartment for a couple days, hanging out with Jon and Ben and Michal and other friends of his from B-town. Part of his reason for coming was to join Jon and me as we spent a week in Florida (possibly making the last trek from here to there). Our week included a Christmas open-house, March of the Penguins and various other flicks, and of course the much anticipated Crum Bowl 2K5. On the afternoon of our depature home, the Crum children present (and Kalie) battled it out on the gridiron in a match that forshadowed this year's Rose Bowl, that is to say it was a great game. I (as to be expected) was all-time QB/referee/brawl-breaker-uper. The game was full of excitement as momentum was constantly moving from one team to the other. I can't remember who was on whose teams, but let's just say the QB was awesome and Jesse (decked out in his "Twismas" "Tolts" uniform) flashed a preview of future dominance, catching Touchdowns and dominating the trash talk. The game had to be decided in overtime, and as our culture likes to say, "we were all winners!!"
Back in Bloomington the year came to a quiet close, Nate left on the 31st, and the New Year was brought in with a few friends. The past two weeks have been relaxing, I've worked a bit, enjoyed the unseasonably warm temperatures (66 degrees a couple of days) and now it's time to do the student thing for another 16 weeks.
While plans for Spring Break are still in limbo, I anticipate a trip to Baltimore to visit the family in their new and improved locale. But for now, I must bid you all good night.
GO COLTS!!
I always enter a new semester with caution. Am I actually going to have to study and pay attention this time? Will my classes be challanging for a change? I sure hope not, and as I am finding out as an education major, not likely.
My break started out rather action-packed. Nate came to town and kept me company at my apartment for a couple days, hanging out with Jon and Ben and Michal and other friends of his from B-town. Part of his reason for coming was to join Jon and me as we spent a week in Florida (possibly making the last trek from here to there). Our week included a Christmas open-house, March of the Penguins and various other flicks, and of course the much anticipated Crum Bowl 2K5. On the afternoon of our depature home, the Crum children present (and Kalie) battled it out on the gridiron in a match that forshadowed this year's Rose Bowl, that is to say it was a great game. I (as to be expected) was all-time QB/referee/brawl-breaker-uper. The game was full of excitement as momentum was constantly moving from one team to the other. I can't remember who was on whose teams, but let's just say the QB was awesome and Jesse (decked out in his "Twismas" "Tolts" uniform) flashed a preview of future dominance, catching Touchdowns and dominating the trash talk. The game had to be decided in overtime, and as our culture likes to say, "we were all winners!!"
Back in Bloomington the year came to a quiet close, Nate left on the 31st, and the New Year was brought in with a few friends. The past two weeks have been relaxing, I've worked a bit, enjoyed the unseasonably warm temperatures (66 degrees a couple of days) and now it's time to do the student thing for another 16 weeks.
While plans for Spring Break are still in limbo, I anticipate a trip to Baltimore to visit the family in their new and improved locale. But for now, I must bid you all good night.
GO COLTS!!
Friday, January 06, 2006
Back to the Basics
There seems to be a trend lately on this blog of writing fictional pieces or comical editorials. This is great because it gives those of us with nothing better to do, something to do. However, it is also good to get an update of what's going on in the rest of the Crum States, those being Indiana, Florida, Colorado, Maryland (soon enough) and California (the official Crum State according to Peter) as well as Pennsylvania and Nova Scotia (though we're not really sure why). So here's a little update on the Ben Crum Family (also known as Unit-3).
My beautiful wife Michal is currently out of the country with her sister, Heather, who is adopting a baby from Ethiopia. They are in the capital city, Addis Ababa, which is home to over 5 million (as I am told - in other words, according to the BBC). They left last Saturday morning (we left Bloomington at 3:30 in the morning to drive to Indy) and were slated to return this weekend. However, some complications and miscommunications have potentially extended their stay 'till the end of next week. I can't wait.
I've been filling my time with odd jobs around the house and cranking out book covers at work (also I have been watching movies with Jon). Nothing really new other than that.
For those of you who don't know, we have a dog. His name is Congo (supposedly there is a jungle with the same name). I liked the name because I thought it was a cross between Pongo, from 101 Damnations, and Caleb, the most famous and beloved Crum pet (followed close behind by Moses the Cardinal Slayer). Congo is a good dog, he's sometimes a spazz and often smells like, well, like a dog.
Well, that's all for me. I hope the rest of you (especially Peter and Jess, and Thomas) keep the rest of us posted with what you're up to. And if anyone can convince Pop to start blogging that would be awesome.
My beautiful wife Michal is currently out of the country with her sister, Heather, who is adopting a baby from Ethiopia. They are in the capital city, Addis Ababa, which is home to over 5 million (as I am told - in other words, according to the BBC). They left last Saturday morning (we left Bloomington at 3:30 in the morning to drive to Indy) and were slated to return this weekend. However, some complications and miscommunications have potentially extended their stay 'till the end of next week. I can't wait.
I've been filling my time with odd jobs around the house and cranking out book covers at work (also I have been watching movies with Jon). Nothing really new other than that.
For those of you who don't know, we have a dog. His name is Congo (supposedly there is a jungle with the same name). I liked the name because I thought it was a cross between Pongo, from 101 Damnations, and Caleb, the most famous and beloved Crum pet (followed close behind by Moses the Cardinal Slayer). Congo is a good dog, he's sometimes a spazz and often smells like, well, like a dog.
Well, that's all for me. I hope the rest of you (especially Peter and Jess, and Thomas) keep the rest of us posted with what you're up to. And if anyone can convince Pop to start blogging that would be awesome.
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