Ironhold

FYI - according to Box Office Mojo, only three films have crossed the $100m US Domestic mark to date: Deadpool ($328m), Zootopia ($142.6m), and Kung-Fu Panda {$136m). Ride Along 2 is at $89.7m. Everything else is below $55m.

Yeah, unfortunately. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/10_Cloverfield_Lane#Marketing It can take an entire evening to wade through everything, especially since there are videos to watch and lengthy supposed letters to read. The ARG provides vital world-building people need in order to understand how this film actually fits in with the overall movie franchise. It also goes into more detail about just what Howard (John Goodman's character) did in the military and why he's the way he is. If you know this all going in, then it spoils a big chunk of the movie since it provides critical insight into Howard that most theater-goers wouldn't otherwise have... and it's this lack of insight that drives most of the psychological aspect of the film, since a lot of it relies on whether or not Howard's truly insane or if he's somehow justified in his actions.

10 Cloverfield Lane. You need to be familiar with the associated ARG (alternate reality game) to understand the background of the film and how it ties in with the larger "Cloverfield" mythos, but if you get too deeply in to the ARG then it'll spoil the film for you.

Basically, grape juice has many of the same benefits as wine; the purer it is, the better. As such, this is rather a moot point for us.

Believe it or not? About a decade back, Hasbro unveiled its new advertising campaign: "Family Game Night". According to Hasbro, families would benefit if they would all take just one night a week in order to sit around and play games with each other. When they first launched the campaign, they even had an offer going where buying Hasbro games could get you free pizza. And when The Hub (now Discovery Family) launched, they even had a "Family Game Night" game show wherein families competed in events themed around Hasbro games. In other words, Corporate America had finally embraced FHE. Hasbro offers a selection of "travel" games, games that are small, portable versions of their full-sized games. Two-player offerings include versions of Battleship, Connect 4, and Hungry Hungry Hippos.

Havarti cheese. A good Havarti is so soft that it can be warmed up and spread like butter.

http://www.kcentv.com/story/31394418/christian-group-disrupts-catholic-church-mass They're back. This time, they struck in Texas. Round Rock is near enough to Austin that people likely didn't know what was going on. Most other places in the state likely wouldn't have taken things so passively.

https://www.facebook.com/groups/523765677776014/ This is one of the groups that was formed last year when Beliefnet shut down its message board.

Just because... *Would aliens be eligible for baptism into the church? *Could a truly sapient robot have a soul? Add your own!

Welcome to the universe of Warhammer 40K. 1,000 human lives are sacrificed each day to provide the God Emperor with the energy he needs to continue spreading his power and influence across the galaxy. Soldiers with the Imperium can spend years, if not a full decade, at a hitch travelling from planet to planet responding to whatever the crisis of the day is... and once on-planet, they can spend years or even a full decade there resolving the matter. Of course, "high body counts" are practically par for the course, meaning that these units are often under-strength. Granted, the Commissar assigned to each unit *can* help out with the fighting if they so choose, but you have to be careful lest your Commissar decide that *you* are now a threat to the Imperium as well and have you thrown in prison, if not summarily executed. Oh, and did I mention that these are the good guys?

Back in middle school or junior high (I can't remember which), everyone in my grade level who had a clean discipline record got to have a "field day" at the local military base courtesy of the military unit that was our official school sponsor. Not only were we allowed to examine their equipment up close and personal, we also had MREs for lunch and had military-themed athletic challenges as well. Because I was bigger than most of my classmates, a number of soldiers kept challenging me to perform various physical feats. I had trouble working the mechanism (can't remember if it was a bolt or firing pin) on one of the machine guns because I couldn't get a good enough grip (I suffered severe nerve damage in both hands back in elementary school; this would have disqualified me from service even if I didn't have my weight issues). But they weren't laughing after I hefted the door-breaching implement one-handed and did the Humvee pull event all by myself.

http://www.sltrib.com/lifestyle/faith/3613791-155/shocking-historical-finding-mormon-icon-eliza In a new claim put forward by BYU-Idaho professor Andrea Radke-Moss, Eliza Snow was gang-raped during the Missouri period by outsiders hostile to the church. She further claims that the assault rendered her unable to have children, and that her marriage to Joseph Smith was motivated by his sympathy for her plight. If the claim is true, then IMHO this puts a rather horrific new spin on what happened during that period of time.

No one ever said that human behavior always had to make sense.

I have an abnormally hard, dense, thick, and bulky bone structure. This means that I'm pretty stocky and am basically built like a bear. I'd be a good 6'2 or so if I could stand up straight, but I have a lingering back injury that never healed right; my family didn't believe that I'd hurt myself and so kept pushing me until I literally could no longer walk. (If I can ever get the money together I'm going to see a chiropractor in order to try and figure out just how much damage was done.) When I spoke with the US Army recruiters at one point, they told me that due to my measurements, the most I could weigh was 220 pounds. However, even back when I was doing a hardcore combination of weight training and water aerobics, I never went below 260. This was my body's natural floor, and for every pound of fat I lost past this point I gained back a pound of muscle mass. I was pretty much a titan at this point, such that I once pushed around a stalled Buick like a lawnmower and could dead-lift heavy pieces of furniture that normally would have required two or more individuals to move. But because I was still 40 pounds over the Army's standard, people still regarded me as being "fat".

I work for a local newspaper. We're a small operation, and so I wear multiple hats. In addition to being the movie reviewer and writing a weekly edutainment column, I'm also one of the couriers and one of their stringers. I'm also the assistant stake public affairs rep, meaning that I serve as the go-between for the church and this publication. My body's natural sleep cycle is 2 AM to 10 AM. This means that my stomach is used to taking meals about four hours later than everyone else in the family, which is a big part of how I wind up missing meals: by the time I'm ready to have breakfast, everyone else is ready to get out the door and I find myself badgered to move it along. I also get badgered for taking so long to get ready, as I'm being rushed while I'm still half awake some mornings. On those nights where I do delivery, I'm typically on the road from 12:30 AM to 4:30 AM. This cuts into the time I normally sleep, and so I have to compensate by catching naps elsewhere. I generally get about half an hour before I go out, but I don't always get any sleep when I get back. On Tuesdays, this is often because relatives, people at church, or other individuals have plans for the day, and since I'm still living with family I keep getting roped into everything. Fridays are another matter entirely. I try to catch the first screening of the day so that I can be in and out, and so that means I need to be at the theater as early as 9 AM some days. Put it all together, and on Fridays I can be running on a mere 3 - 4 hours of sleep. What's more, I have a sour stomach as a consequence of a bleeding stress ulcer I had some years ago, and so I have to skip breakfast before going in to the movies lest I spend at least part of the film having stomach issues; I have to keep a bag of pretzels or some jerky in the car to compensate. Then once I'm done, I usually have to go do errands. If I'm lucky, I can knock it out in an hour or two, then get home and get some sleep. But if not, I can be out until the early evening trying to get it all done. As you can imagine, I generally need Tuesdays and Saturdays as recovery days because of the disruption to my sleep cycle, but that rarely happens. Lack of sleep due to the schedule mismatch is a big part of why I have such a lack of energy some days and am facing some of my health issues, but my relatives would rather believe that I'm a slacker or that I'm diabetic due to being so hideously obese as they prefer to think of me.* This has, as you can imagine, led to some pretty bad arguments that only made things worse for me. For example, there was one day where I was having issues with my blood sugar due to lack of sleep and having missed a meal. I picked up a box of one quarter-size Rice Krispies Treats (the kind normally given out as Halloween treats) on the way out of one shopping facility so that I could snack on them. The person I was with that day tore into me for eating them because I had more than one at a time, and then accused me of being diabetic when I noted that I was sick. Every time I went for another one, it was the same argument until finally I just stopped trying... and got even sicker for not eating. *For my measurements, the Army says I should be 220 pounds at most. But when I was pushing the brink of insanity by doing weight training and water aerobics at the same time, I hit the floor at 260. This is because I have an abnormally hard, dense, and thick skeletal structure, and so that's an extra 40+ pounds I'm hauling with me. Once I hit my floor, any further effort on my part to lose fat was counter-acted by my gaining muscle mass. But because I was 40 pounds over the "official" guideline, I still had people criticize me for being "fat" even after they saw me push a stalled Buick around like a lawnmower and dead-lift heavy pieces of furniture others wrote off as team efforts to move.

That's what I keep having to tell people. Thanks to the recession, I'm still living with relatives. Thing is, because I work the graveyard shift a couple nights a week, my schedule is several hours off from their schedule. Problem is, they still presume that I can keep their same hours and tend to get upset if I don't. As a result, not only do I face chronic sleep deprivation I also frequently have to skip meals. Because of this, I'll occasionally get so tired, exhausted, hungry, and/or dehydrated that I wind up getting sick. This happened back on Tuesday when I spent precious time helping my mom with errands. It was supposed to be a quick in-and-out job into a busy business area so that mom could get what she needed to put together some handouts for a church event. Mom had her heart set on getting a specific item at a specific price, and refused to recognize that the price for that item has gone up significantly over the last little while. Given that she needed this item in bulk, the price increase caused a major issue. Rather than accepting a cheaper substitute, she insisted on going from store-to-store in the vain belief that the item could still be found cheaply. The end result was that what should have only been an hour or two turned into an entire afternoon of hunting for something that didn't exist. Because we were on the move, I didn't have time to stop and stay hydrated; only a few of the larger stores we went to had public water fountains, and I'd left my water bottle at the house because I didn't think we'd be gone that long. Between this, the complete lack of sleep (I was running on a mere four our five hours), and the fact that I'd missed eating, I got sick in the middle of the final store we went to; it was all I could to do stay on my feet. This finally forced mom to accept a substitute item, but the entire ride home was spent with her lecturing me because she figured this was evidence that I had to be diabetic since I don't live her health nut lifestyle. It wasn't until earlier today that I finally got her to understand that what I'm *really* dealing with is our schedule mismatch and the fact that I so often go without in order to try and compensate.

I'm posting this here so that we can have a discussion about events in the news and how they may affect things. Standard forum rules apply. ** http://www.msn.com/en-us/news/politics/did-bill-clinton-violate-election-rules-in-mass/ar-BBqdCHb?form=PRHPTP&ocid=mailsignout Former President Bill Clinton was spotted at a polling place in Massachusetts during the elections on Tuesday, raising questions as to whether or not his presence was a violation of the laws concerning electioneering so close to a voting facility. Personally speaking, one would think that someone with his degree of political experience would know better than to not inquire about a jurisdiction's minimum distance regulations.

I wouldn't go that far.

I didn't really like the fact that he was basically trying to take advantage of someone who was mentally ill; after all, if he failed, then she'd just forget about it and he could try again. The cover songs in the soundtrack also irritated me to no end, as I'm familiar with the originals and so couldn't help but mentally compare the two.

Sandler can do serious as well as funny, but he needs a third party keeping tabs on him to prevent him from defaulting into the sort of "frat house" comedy that he's so (in)famous for. Sadly, he also needs to do a better job of picking his "serious" roles, and IMHO "Spanglish" was an irredeemable dud.

I just now realized that I've got a typo in there: I must have accidentally dropped a word when I went to rewrite a sentence.

Last year I had to sit another member of my branch's elder's quorum down and explain to him the intricacies of Gamergate. Specifically, I had to explain that most mainstream media outlets only presented one side of the issue back when it first happened, and so people needed to go to "non-traditional" news sources like Breitbart to get the full picture. (Nutshell rendition: individuals on both sides of the Gamergate controversy have been subjected to violence, intimidation, and death threats. This includes an incident where a discussion panel meant to examine whether or not GG had any merit to their questions about journalistic ethics had to relocate after receiving nearly a dozen bomb threats called in by people who didn't want that panel to convene.)

This isn't something I normally do, but here's my full-length review as published in the Copperas Cove Leader-Press Newspaper back on the 26th. - http://www.coveleaderpress.com/ ; https://www.facebook.com/coveleaderpress/ . The published version is behind a paywall, but this is the original. ** Risen Darren Blair Standard disclaimer applies. I’m openly religious. This is a religious film. I’m merely focused on the film itself. Et cetra. Films about the Holy Bible have been in production for decades now. Everyone from individual religious groups to Hollywood itself has tried their hand to produce material. There have even been attempts to “update” the material or reinterpret it based on someone’s personal whims. This film, in contrast, attempts a reasonably novel approach to making a Bible-based film: presenting a specific event through the eyes of people who are *not* already believers. Clavius (Joseph Fiennes) is a Tribune, a high-ranking official in the Roman military. Clavius is ambitious, his goal being to get a promotion that takes him to Rome itself. But first, he has to survive his present assignment to Judea. If he’s not dealing with his demanding superior – none other than Pontius Pilate (Peter Firth) himself – then he’s dealing with the local politicians and the local violent uprisings. At the start of the film, he is assigned to lead a unit of soldiers against one such uprising; although there are only a dozen or so rebels, they hold a surprisingly well-fortified. Clavius returns to base in the hopes of resting himself and his men, but he is met by a messenger who tells him that Pilate wants him… and it can’t wait. As Pilate explains, he was recently obligated to crucify a would-be Messiah figure named Yeshua (Cliff Curtis). However, the local religious leadership will not be happy until Yeshua is dead, and so are pressuring Pilate to finish the job. Clavius is to personally ensure the deaths of Yeshua and the two others who are being crucified alongside him, and he’s being assigned an aide named Lucius (Tom Felton) to assist him in this and future efforts. Clavius personally assures everyone that the trio are dead, but this isn’t enough; Yeshua reportedly prophesied that he would rise from the dead after the third day, and so the politicians demand that the tomb be guarded. Clavius is sent to ensure that Yeshua’s tomb is sealed tight and that a guard is posted, but he’s so exhausted from everything that has happened of late he forgets to send the guards their evening meal. The guards try to silence their empty stomachs with alcohol, and are quickly asleep. As such, when the tomb is discovered open and Yeshua’s body has gone missing, Pilate blames Clavius and orders him to search until he’s discovered where Yeshua and his followers are. But Clavius isn’t prepared for what he finally does discover… I will give this film credit for one major thing: its depiction of the Romans. Most such works I’ve seen depict the Roman military, barring specific individuals such as the centurion in charge of the crucifixion site, as a faceless horde. In this, Clavius and Lucius are merely military officers trying to grapple with a problem they don’t understand through the few means that they do. In other words, they’re everyday human beings trying to do their job. However, the film does have one big weakness: the closer we get to the end, the more the writers insist on directly inserting Clavius into the Biblical account of what took place. Past a certain point, it almost feels like Clavius is an insert character in someone’s fan-fiction. This is a shame, as it detracts from what is otherwise a well-written and well-acted movie. It’s worth seeing all told, but the MPAA isn’t kidding with that “Intense Violence” warning. Total: 8 / 10 Rating: PG-13 Run Time: 107 minutes.

If it *is* XKCD, then finding the original page for the comic should yield this. They're pretty good about that sort of thing.

At one point, I was actually looking to follow one of my brothers into the criminal justice field. I even took a few intro classes in high school, and as part of it I wound up doing a paper on infamous serial killer Ted Bundy. You see, all of the aptitude tests put me in the business world. Thing is, I was graduating just as Enron, Arthur Anderson, and a whole host of other corporate accounting scandals were happening. This put the FBI and other federal entities in a bind, as they had more criminal justice majors than business types. This was making it a lot harder for them to analyze the books in order to see just how badly they were cooked. The plan was that I'd get a degree in business and then undergo the training necessary to enter the CJ field, the ultimate goal being to get into one of these organizations that were handling matters. Unfortunately, due to matters well beyond my control (such as a professor quitting the day that particular term was supposed to start, forcing the college to cancel that particular course), I faced delays in getting my undergraduate work done. By the time I had my bachelor's degree in hand, the various organizations had already made up for their shortfalls and so weren't recruiting business types any longer. Despite this, I've still tried to keep up with developments in the CJ field, including certain specific cases. As you can imagine, what my brother and I would consider "light conversation" would probably give most normal people nightmares.