Sunday, April 10, 2011

Podcast: Reader E-Mails


If you'll remember when I started this blog back in September I promised that I would devote a post to answering e-mails from my readers. Well, here it is...in podcast form! I've brought back some of my favorite podcasters for a good time with e-mails from you, my beloved readers. For convenience purposes, I have cut this two-part, almost two hour podcast into segments based up the questions that we are answering. I'll post the questions that were asked above the videos so you know which ones you'll want to listen to.

Joining me on this podcast are Don't Tell Anna members John Chadwell, Pat Brennan, Luke Giberson, and Lauren Yadlosky. We have a member of each Don't Tell Anna Class from 2008-2012.

Here are the questions:

What is your whore price? By this I mean that everybody has a price for which they would do certain things (e.g. murder somebody, sleep with a guy, etc.). Give us some of yours? - 17:44


There is a proposal before the federal Tax and Trade Bureau currently debating if nutrition labels should be placed on alcoholic beverages. Ray, what is your stance on this issue? (I did not know what type of question you wanted, so since I am at work I thought I would send a nutrition one for you…enjoy!) - 9:44

It was so good to see you over the holidays. I just read your blog and I really like it. My question for your e-mail bag is: Are you still doing theatre and what would your ideal stage role be? - 11:52
[Please note: About 7 seconds of the recording got scrambled...so there is an awkward transition from me saying that I am a terrible actor to John Chadwell talking about a script that I wrote called "The Negotiators".


There are few things that I love more than a good Ray O’Brien get rich quick scheme? Have you had any good ones recently? - 11:02

If storks really brought children to their parents, would hunters be hired as abortificants? What regulatory process would ensure that hunter-abortificants properly target unwanted children? - 7:36

You recently stated in a post that you thought that the Rapture would make life more interesting. Which side of the Rapture do you think that you’ll be on and more importantly which side of the Rapture would you want to be on? - 10:03

While I have thoroughly enjoyed your posts on The Perfect Woman (P.S. What is with the ridiculous six-month break between Part 2 and Part 3?), it seems like you’re definition is very broad and that you will take just about any half-ass were-cunt who stumbles into your life. Rather than spending another epically long post telling us what you want in a woman…why don’t you tell us what you’re deal breakers are. Are there any small flaws that would force you to turn down an attractive babe? - 12:29

It has been my experience that everybody has at least one movie that they have walked out of in their life. What is yours? - 13:58

As long as I’ve known you, Ray, I have to say that you are a pretty brave guy…do you have any fears? Particularly I am interested in any that are highly irrational? - 25:21

Thanks for listening to the Podcast. There will be another one next month.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Semantics Session: Gay? (De)Fine(d) By Me


Hola Party People. This post will tackle an epic quandary that has confounded man for a long time. Is "gay" a sexual orientation or is it a "lifestyle"? For anybody who does not understand the title of this post the picture at the side will show you a "Gay? Fine By Me" T-Shirt the likes of which are taking college campuses and other places of education and understanding by storm. However, I don't think that gay means what most people think it means. Any dictionary definition will tell you that gay may refer to an adjective that is synonymous with homosexuality. This started in the mid-20th century. Before that gay was an adjective meaning "carefree and happy". For instance, the in the film The Gay Divorcee Fred Astaire is not homosexual but rather just carefree. And the Flintstones were not going to have a “homosexual old time” (unless they were and then that is just awesome). However, the word “gay” has become overtly synonymous to pertaining to stereotypes of homosexuality. Kids and teenagers have, for decades, used the word as a pejorative to disparage something as not cool. When somebody commits an uncool act it is described as “so gay”. Furthermore, young adults and older males often refer to actions that are stereotypically homosexual as “so gay”. For example, if I decided that I wanted to go out wearing skinny jeans and guyliner, even though I am a heterosexual, I would be referred to by all parties involved as “so gay”. However, if a female wanted to play sports or wear steel-toed boots little would be said, meaning that gay mainly pertains to stereotypes of male homosexuality. Which means gay isn’t really a word that we are using to describe a sexual orientation anymore. We are using it to describe a lifestyle. Therefore, this is my new definition of gay. Gay means "of or pertaining to characteristics of a lifestyle that is generally associated with male homosexuality". Now let’s run this new definition through a little test. I am going to attempt to see which of my friends is the most “gay” by these new standards. Today’s battle will pit an alleged homosexual, Andrew “Homo Erectus” Thomas Smith (right) against an alleged heterosexual, Nicholas “Dego McWopperson” Anthony Rosati (left). And who would be better to help us determine who is truly living the gay lifestyle but the Queer Eye for the Straight Guy fellows. Let us see what they have to say...

First up is Ted Allen, our resident food and wine connoisseur. He has observed the eating, drinking, and smoking habits of our two test subjects and here our his conclusions:

Andrew Smith enjoys himself some pretty manly drinks. He tends to subsist himself on Jack Daniels, a very manly alcohol, and is a big fan of Jack and Cokes and Captain and Cokes. He has recently switched to Diet Coke which could be considered mildly "gay" but he has managed to justify it as simply being health conscious and we can't really fault him for that. He does smoke which while not gay itself is more gay than not smoking. He will basically smoke whatever he can get his hands on but leans towards Camel Turkish Golds which are just haughty, not gay. Now if he smoked Virginia Slims Menthol Ultra Lights...that would be gay. As far as food is concerned he is a fairly standard meat and potatoes guy. He enjoys the occasional salad, but who doesn't? Overall I'm going to have to give him a Gay Rating of 2.

Nick Rosati has a significantly gayer drink selection. While not as gay as an appletini his drink de jour is the gin and tonic (or a gin rickey). This drink is known for being the drink of middle-aged ladies and tastes of pine needles and old man dick. Nick does not smoke. At least he doesn't smoke cigarettes...the jury is out on other narcotics. His food preferences stray strongly towards Italian food. He enjoys all of the same foods that a well selected sample population would enjoy, he just loves Chef Boyardee more than they do. However, this is not gay. Overall Nick will receive a gay rating of 3.

Neither Andrew nor Nick are excessively gay in the food and drink department but I am going to give my slight edge to Nick Rosati for being a bit of a dandy when he orders at the bar.

Next up is Kyan Douglas, our resident grooming guru. He has observed the grooming, hygiene, and hair and makeup practices of our subjects and here are his conclusions:

Andrew Smith has an overtly heterosexual grooming style. His hair is a short almost buzz cut and before that it was long and stringy in a way that was so unkempt it could not be defined as gay. He also has marginal hygiene in terms of the fact that when sober he will shower and shave as he should but in the far more likely case that he is drunk he will often just wake up and go about his day without washing his own sick off of himself. He does not appear to own any overtly gay hygiene products. Upon initial inspection of his bathroom I see no loofahs or scented bath gels. He also does not work out a lot and appears to be content with a body that is not rippling. Self-satisfaction with a less than perfect physique is going to cost him some gay points. I am going to have to give him a gay rating of a 1.

Nick Rosati also possesses pretty heterosexual hairstyle. He does however, use coconut scented and infused shampoo and conditioner which will score him some definite gay points. Most of his other hygiene products are moderately straight. He doesn't wear guyliner. He does however keep in shape and keep flexible by doing yoga which is obscenely gay. He may claim that he does it for the ladies but I think we all know that this is not the way yoga works. Male yoga is about men pretending to gain spiritual peace, when in fact that are just trying to gain flexibility to perform auto-felacio. Major gay points. His gay rating is a 7.


In terms of grooming and hygiene Andrew is a very non-gay wreck where as Nick scores big points for his questionable bathroom products and yoga dates. Definitely an edge to Nick Rosati.

Next up is Thom Filicia, our resident design doctor. He has observed the living spaces, interior design, and home organization of our subjects and here are his conclusions:

Wow. This is all I can say. I walk into Andrew Smith's bedroom and I wonder why we are even having this competition. My gay detector is blipping like crazy. It is about to overheat. The man has an IKEA ad for a bedroom. Oh...so gay. Looking around his room I see an excess of throw pillows. Gay. I see the Twilight boxed set. Gay. I see a fur mink rug. Gay. And directly over his bed hangs a picture of a nude man with his penis dangling down toward the bed. Gay. Set. Match. This room receives a full gay rating of 10.

Nick Rosati's room does very little to shout gay at you. He does have a love of the color yellow and an unbecoming lust for all things 1980s, which is one of out gayer decades but he allows his roommate to keep the apartment in a shambles which is very not gay. His abode lacks tidiness and therefore that will cost him some gay points. His room earns him a gay rating of 3.

Upon seeing their respective residences I have no choice but to cast my vote to Andrew Smith as the gayer of the two. A definite edge for Andrew Smith.

Moving on we have Carson Kressley, our Fashion Savant. He has observed the clothing and accessories of our subjects and here are his conclusions:

Andrew Smith does not possess nearly enough truly gay clothes. He has some mildly gay clothes but overall nothing that I can point to and say, "Wow. That is gay." He does enjoy bright crocks which are pretty gay but not enough for more than a point or so. There is a total absence of tight shirts or skinny jeans. He doesn't even dress like a metrosexual. He dresses like a trendy, mildly haughty heterosexual. I would give him a gay rating of a 2.

Nick Rosati also doesn't really dress that gay. Mainly he wears jeans and T-shirts. He tends to wear polos when working and on the occasion that he needs to look a little fancier he goes Oxford shirt with no tie. He dresses quite monotonously and he will score no originality points with me but his wardrobe also scores very few gay points. He scores one extra gay point because his favorite color is yellow which is creeping up the gay color pallette a bit but it's no pink or purple. He recieves a gay rating of a 2.





When comparing the two wardrobes I don't see anything that I can really harp and while I feel like I am cheating you by not making a decision I almost feel like I have to call this one a push.

Finally, we have come Jai Rodriquez our expert Culture Vulture. He has observed the pop culture, personal relationships, and social interactions of our subjects and here are his conclusions:

Andrew Smith is a total conundrum. Here is a specimen who absolutely needs to studied further. Starting off in the realm of pop culture we find that he fuses both very masculine, heterosexual tastes with very effeminate, "gay" tastes. For example, in the realm of movies he loves Fight Club (insanely masculine), The Dark Knight (overtly masculine), and Transformers (It's masculinity is only trumped by it's own stupidity). However, his other favorite movies include Moulin Rouge (scores major gay points) and Twilight (gay beyond what words can say). His taste in music is mildly gay but not any more than that of the average man's true tastes. He does however, have Bromance on his TiVo. This means gay points...multiple gay points.

In terms of Andrew's relationships and social interactions we have come to another interesting paradox. However, let us remember that we are defining "gay" not "homosexual" so The Act That Dare Not Speak It's Name Part 2 and other events of Andrew soliciting physical affection from males will not be counted as gay points. Andrew does have a female best friend which is becoming more culturally acceptable despite the teachings of When Harry Met Sally... but it's still going to earn him at least one gay point. He also is a lightweight which earns him some gay points. He gets exceptionally drunk quicker than you would think and has a very large DSR. He does not display overtly gay behavior when sober, however, when drunk he will act marginally gay aside from the fact that he will be hitting on females and possibly attempting to motorboat them. For some of his gayer moments please see the visual proof provided at right. Andrew earns himself a gay score of 6.

Nick Rosati has noticeably gay tastes in pop culture. His favorite music is a who's who of gay music. Favorites include Madonna, Michael Jackson, Prince, Culture Club, Cyndi Lauper, and Alanis Morrisette. He is a huge fan of the 1980s which is the gayest American decade since 1740s. His favorite movies include the collective works of Johnny Depp who he enjoys on the same level and in seemingly the same way as the millions of American women who desire to have sex with Johnny Depp. He also greatly enjoys the movie My Best Friend's wedding. I also have to give him a gay point for being a Tony Romo fan. And I should probably also give him a point for being a fan of ShadowHare.

Nick also has a fairly gay social life. Much like Andrew he has a female best friend which charts on the gay scale. Also like Andrew he is an absolute functional lightweight with a very large DSR. He is a self-proclaimed drunk wanderer and he has been known to wander towards some very gay adventures. He has been known to dance quite effeminately and carry purses in a social setting. For examples of the aforementioned gay dancing and purse carrying please see the photos at right.


As a matter of fact, I think that Nick's Exhibit Gay has definitely pushed him ahead I am going to have to give him a gay score of 8.


I have to say that when setting aside Andrew's romancing of men as homosexual and not gay, Nick actually leads a much gayer social life with gayer pop culture selections. He has to take the edge in this category.

Well, now that all of the Fab Five have weighed in, let us look at the results. Nick garnered three votes while Andrew garnered one with one push. Nick scored 23 gay points while Andrew scored 21 gay points. Therefore we must come to the conclusion that even though Andrew is a straight-homosexual* man and Nick is a homosexual-straight man, Nick is indeed more "gay". If you don't know the difference between straight-homosexual and homosexual-straight, it is kind of like the difference between Crayola's green-yellow and yellow-green. Don't be too confused.

Well...I hope we learned something today. For those of you that didn't, you might be saying to yourself, "Self, I found Ray's blatant stereotyping to be offensive." If such is the case please stay tuned for my forthcoming post on the importance of stereotyping. Until then try to live The Lush Life.

*Andrew's classification as a straight-homosexual is up for debate seeing as a straight-homosexual is popularly defined as a man who likes sports but won't sleep with women. Andrew fits neither of these parameters. His status as a homosexual is also up for debate. As the great Eddie Johnson once stated, "He is not a homosexual...he is to be considered a pansexual being who will lie down next to anything warm until evidence to the contrary is presented."

Thursday, March 31, 2011

March Guest Blogger -- Drew Bledsoe



Drew Bledsoe of TonyHomo.com


Hello Followers of the Hot and Bothered Effect.

As has been promised to you, once a month I will have a guest blogger from another blog come and post on the Hot and Bothered Effect so that you can get an appreciation for different writing styles, points of view, and blogs. It will also give other blogs operated by friends of mine to get some exposure for their blogs as well as exposing my readers to blogs that I like. This month's Guest Blogger will be future Hall of Fame quarterback Drew Bledsoe who operates TonyHomo.com. His blog gives you a look at the world through the eyes of an egotistical, burger-loving, pratical-joking, questionable-parenting back-up quarterback who has just been benched in favor of the young Tony Romo. As you may have figured out this is not the real Drew Bledsoe's blog (probably). It also is a little dated as the author stopped this blog and moved on to straightcashhomey.net shortly after Bledsoe retired. However, while this blog was regularly posting it was easily one of the funniest blogs on the internet and even though the events that it describes are now three to four years in the past...it is still hysterical read. Here is an excerpt from TonyHomo.com:
Hi everybody. Drew Bledsoe here. I wanted to make an announcement before the rumors start to get out of hand: Today I have decided to part ways with the Dallas Cowboys.

It feels so good to write my first blog post as a free agent! I feel like a swinging bachelor again. No cares… no concerns… no worries. True Story: Earlier today, I got home and my son ran towards me to give me a hug. I just shoved him out of the way, grabbed a Burger outta the fridge, and left the house again. Can you possibly fathom how liberating that felt?!

It’s only been 12 hours since I marched into Jerry’s office and demand he cut me, but it feels like a lifetime. I’ve even stopped cutting my hair and shaving (which I normally do twice a day.) The freedom I am feeling right now… it’s… indescribable. It’s like eating a Burger for the first time after taking a day off Burgers.

So how did it happen? Well, you’ll hear many things on SportsCenter tonight. Stuff like “This was a salary cap decision.” That’s not true. What do I care if the Cowboys are over the salary cap? That’s not my problem. That had nothing to do with why I demanded to get cut.

I quit the Cowboys because a future Hall of Famer has no place on the bench. I quit because there aren’t enough Burgers in the world to hire me as Tony Homo’s mentor and coach — not with only 15-20 years left on this arm.

You should have seen this meeting you guys. It was a little sad. I mean, have you ever seen a billionaire beg before? There he was, the owner of the Dallas Cowboys literally getting down on his hands and knees, trembling before me, pleading that I stay for one more season.

I told him straight up: thanks but no thanks. I explained I had a date with Destiny (that’s my wife’s nickname) and no time left in my busy day to wipe tears off my shoes.

That’s when it got really sad — He lunged at my ankle and held on, hoping to act as a human anchor.

I told him, “Jerry, get up.”

“No!” he replied, “Not until you promise to stay.”

“Jerry, you’re scratching my shoes you Botoxed piece of shit. Get up!”

“NO!!! Please!!! How would you like a ten pound Burger! With a bun made out of ground beef?”

“You mean another one?”

“I’m so sorry Drew! I fired that idiot Parcells for starting Homo. I made a huge mistake! I admit that!”

Then I stared at him. Knowing that my next words would be the last he would ever hear me say, I decided to pick them wisely.

“Go Fuck Yourself, Dick-Bag.”

I kicked him into the wall and power-walked out of his office. Out of his life. Out of the Cowboys. I was a free man. And I felt good.

So what’s next for me?

As of now, I’m enjoying the time off. I’ve taken up several hobbies since I became a free agent this afternoon. I can now sail. I’m a PADI certified SCUBA instructor. And most recently, I’ve been acknowledged as a fifth degree level dungeon master at D&D. I’m also taking painting classes.

I know the time will soon come for me to look at the grand all-you-can-eat buffet containing the other 31 teams in the league and make my decision. But as of now I’m not trying to think about it.

Obviously, certain teams need me more than others. The Patriots would be a great fit, and a natural next step for me. The Colts, another team who is certainly high on my radar just because they possess everything needed to win a Super Bowl. I just feel the pieces are in place to make a championship run.

I mean, you could make a case for any team. But for now, I’m just enjoying single life, you know? It feels good to be back!

Monday, March 28, 2011

The Lush Life Chronicles - - Volume 7: The Son



What good is having all of the necessary pillars of  The American Dream if you don't know why you need them. In order to live The Lush Life it is important that you possess as  many of the pillars as possible but also use them as they were intended. This is never more evident than in the case of The Son. The Son is a concept that almost everybody dreams about having but that a limited number ever really achieve. I would consider it to be one of the more unattainable pillars of The Lush Life. And while a boatload of people have all of the framework for The Son, there misuse of it means that they have not achieved The Son. Britney Spears, Lindsey Lohan, and Charlie Sheen all clearly could have The Son, but they choose to not even come close. As you've guessed by now The Son is not necessarily a physical son...or necessarily an offspring of any kind. You don't need to have kids to fulfill this pillar, though this pillar is named The Son because one's child is often the party that fulfills this relationship need. It's also named The Son because the first two revealed Relationship Pillars are The Kelli and The Clark...I'll let you do the math. The Son is a symbiotic relationship, and when you take too much from The Son without giving enough back as the aforementioned celebrities tend to do you are no longer living The Son.

The Son is a self-esteem booster. People like to think that they want others to see them the way they see themselves. These people obviously have a high opinion of themselves. I can often be my biggest critic and would much prefer for people to see me as better than I see myself. I know all of my flaws and I don't want others to see those in me...I want people to see a perfect version of Ray. To my knowledge, there are currently zero people who think that I am perfect. However, I guy can hope. And that's why I need The Son. The Son is somebody who thinks that you hang the moon at night. They are somebody who is capable of seeing you as the best possible version of yourself. That has to sound pretty great doesn't it. Everybody wants to have fans and admirers. The question is: What would you do if you did? If I told you that you had 10 people who would worship your every action and hang on your every word, would you act any differently? Hopefully that answer is "Yes". For that is the purpose of The Son. The Son is somebody who looks up to you and who's admiration makes you want to be a better person and role model.

Too many people today think of popularity and esteem in the eyes of others as a perk that can bring a certain amount of means with it. Too few people realize that it is a responsibility. With popularity and esteem comes influence and with influence comes the ability to affect important decisions and incite change. But it's too rare a case where the person providing the influence and the admiration gets anything out of the relationship. The example in which this occurs most often is the functional parent/child relationship. It is in a child's nature to idolize their parents. It also in a parent's nature to provide for their child and try to live a better life for them. Having a child might be the most practical and gratifying way to fulfill this relationship in your life, but I'm not saying it's the easiest. The problem is that without creating another human life with your biological hanky panky who you then proceed to physically, emotionally, and financially care for over the next few decades...how do you get somebody to idolize you? If we go on the Twittersphere and examine who has a lot of people who look up them perhaps we can see how they got to where they are. And upon this examination we will find that in order to amass fans and admirers it helps significantly if you are ridiculously good-looking, exceptionally talented vocally, athletically, or creatively, or if you are very wealthy. Usually a combination of these things helps. If you possess any of these traits and have what it takes to have others worship at your temple then go out and get some. For the rest of us...take a look at your humble self and think about what you might be able to bring to the table that other people can admire.

A great place to start is with helping others. Charity is something most people look up to. People who are doing important things and influencing the world in a positive way often have a lot of admirers. It's the reason that fire fighters, paramedics, and teachers are often cited as role models alongside popular picks like parents, athletes, and movie stars. The primary reason that somebody is going to idolize you is if they view their dreary, miserable life as infinitely better whenever you step into it. That's no easy task. But what that tells us is that people are more likely to idolize people who's lives they view as better than their own. That has nothing to do with low self-esteem. It's just playing the percentages. There are people who you are willing to trade places with unless A. You are exceptionally ego-maniacal and think that you are the bee's knees, B. You are extremely afraid of Jesus' wrath and take your first commandment very seriously, or C. You have already attained The Lush Life and are fully self-satisfied above all others. For the rest of us there is no shame in admitting that we might prefer what somebody else has. The thing that tells you a lot about a person is whom they would like to trade places with. So what can you do to make another person think that your life is something that they might like to attain.

Not everybody can have somebody who idolizes them. As humans we really only have enough time and energy to idolize three people effectively at the very most. And Lady Gaga already has more than her fair share leaving even less for the rest of us. So if you can't have a slammin' awesome life that makes people jealous, you may as well be a person to know because you make other people's lives better. The problem with the idol/superfan relationship is that it is often shallow and features a large disparity in status. The superfan will go to great lengths to please and gain even the slightest of recognition from the person that they idolize. And the person who they are heaping their adoration on will either not give a damn or exploit their willingness to please. The ideal The Son relationship requires substantial adjustment on both the parts of your The Son and yourself. Ideally, The Son will be somebody who respects you for all of the right reasons and attempts to emulate your general lifestyle and personal victories without any Single White Female undertones. The ideal situation also consists of you recognizing that you have influence and esteem amongst your fellow man and trying to use this influence to better their lives and to live your own life in a way that serves as a solid example for those who look up to you.

In case you couldn't tell, I think that a true The Son relationship is significantly rarer than any of the other relationship pillars that make up The Lush Life. To illustrate a good example of one I was trying to find one in mainstream media and it was difficult. I thought that this would help because most people can conceptualize things better if they can relate them to movies or TV shows, like Abed on NBC's Community. See what I did there...I used a TV show to illustrate the value of relating things to TV shows. Sam Malone makes a great The Kelli and Burton Guster makes a great The Clark, but finding a great The Son on television was difficult. The Cape featured a fairly good example, but let's be honest: you don't watch that show. The Jack Donaghy/Liz Lemon dynamic on 30 Rock touches on aspects of The Son, but it doesn't fit and their relationship is so odd that it has almost no real world application whatsoever. Entourage is the flailing, dyslexic bastardization of all things The Son. But your a smart person. You don't need pop culture to demonstrate a working relationship for you to go out and get one.

But it's important that you realize that there is a shortage of The Sons out there, and you should do your part. An idiotic man once divided the world into leaders and followers. The problem with doing this is that it makes black and white what is so clearly a spectrum of gray. There is no reason that people can't be leaders and followers. Many of the relationship pillars of The Lush Life can go both ways. In your life you are looking for The Clark to your Lewis, but that The Clark sees you as their The Clark. Trippy, right? Well, to help with the shortage of functional The Son relationships, go out and lend your admiration to somebody who's goals and lifestyle. Don't pick somebody for whom your adoration will be a drop in the pond, pick somebody who you actually interact with on a regular basis. Being The Son isn't going to hurt your quest for The Lush Life. It will only help to teach you what a potential The Son is looking for, so you can try and live your life in a way that will make others admire you. And remember that the purpose of leadership is not to create followers, it's to create more leaders. Which means that while I love to have blog followers, I really want to create a love of blogging and sharing of ideas in other people. But I'm not ready for The Son yet, anymore than I'm ready for an actual son yet. The Son is a large responsibility and you have to ready your life in preparation to be an example for others. But if you think that you are ready for this pillar then go out and find an apprentice who could benefit from your mentorship.

Monday, March 14, 2011

Podcast: The Hot and Bothered Effect's March Madness Breakdown


Ray is joined by Matt Burrows, Sarah Beattie, Mark Van Dellen, and Matt O'Brien to discuss the 2011 NCAA Men's Basketball tournament bracket. Here is the knowledge bomb that they dropped during that session:


Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Good Blogkeeping (Session 1)


Hello loyal followers and passerbys. As of yesterday, this blog is now six months old. My previous blog, Friday Nigh Writes, never made it this far. So I figure it's time to update you on some things that I talked about in previous posts and clean up some loose ends. Let's start with some of the changes that have been made to the site:

The logo


He'll be back.

Where did the defiant bird go? Why did I replace it with sexy paintball lady? I made this change on January 1st. And come January 1st, 2012...I plan for this blog to have a new logo. The logo and look of the site is something that will change every year. It helps to keep it fresh. The new logo better captures the feel and tone of the blog.

Quarterly Segments

You'll notice that you didn't get a Better Know a Ray's Friend in the second quarter as you had originally been promised. This segment has been downgraded from a quarterly segment to a recurring segment. It's tough to try and depend on other people's schedules. My own gets in the way enough. This segment has been replaced by Mr. Fix-It.

Recurring Segments

Joining A History Of..., Ray's E-Mail Bag, and Point-Counterpoint as recurring segments are Semantics Session and whatever I decide to call the segment that currently is The Perfect Woman. I will be doing a Semantics Session on the word "gay" in the near future, and following The Perfect Woman you will be getting a multi-part series on The Perfect Job.

Now let's look at how I'm doing in regards to some earlier posts:

Ray's Bucket List

I've completed three of the 108 items on my Bucket List. Once I complete one more I will have to add three back on. The first item to be completed was Item #61: Learn how to Podcast and Videocast and put them on this blog. Technically, I haven't videocasted on this blog yet, but that will come shortly. This item was completed a mere ten days after the bucket list was posted. The podcast was actually recorded five days before the Bucket List was posted, but the Bucket List was actually made two months before it was posted...so it all evens out. I'm ready to keep the podcasts coming at least once a month and I thoroughly enjoy doing them. The second item that I completed was Item #46: Leave a great waitress or waitor a 100% tip. I left a 100+% tip for The Lindsay the night before she shipped out for Minneapolis. Nobody deserved it more. Thirdly, I crossed off Item #62: Donate blood again. Let me tell you about this one because for me donating blood is an adventure.

I am one of the worst blood donators in the entire world. I try and donate every six months, but it had been over a year since I donated...which was why I put it on the Bucket List. I needed some motivation. Despite being a 6'0", 235 pound man, giving blood turns me into a little wee baby. Every time I donate blood I either pass out, vomit, or both. This time it was a little bit of both, but neither as bad as in the past. I'll never be any good at giving blood. It always makes me sick to my stomach. I try to make light of it but the blood techs can see me visually shaking. They don't care about me and my comfort level. They just want some of my sweet, sweet A- to help with their shortage. They also don't respond to humor/honesty very well. When asked if I had engaged in sexual activity with a stranger in the last three months, I responded, "I Wish." Clearly this was not something that they were expecting from somebody who had just come from Catholic mass. I also had the most androgenous blood tech in the history of blood techs. Despite the fact that the name would denote a male...I don't know which gender Erik was.

Let's also look at which items are next on the queue. I have my sites set on accomplishing Item #21: Have business cards. I've got a respectable job now, but not one that in any way necessitates business cards. But who the hell wants business cards anyway? While my Bucket List states that I shall have business cards. I have every intention of actually supplying myself with some "pleasure cards". Perhaps some pleasure cards for this blog are what I will purchase. They might even look a little something like this:



I also have been practicing towards the completion of Item #31: Make the perfect omelette. Please know that I consider this a very serious task. I'm not just going to cook the egg well, give it a stellar fold, and call it a perfect omelette. I must also design the perfect flavor. I've given it some test runs and I think that Denver and Santa Fe omelettes have the ingredients inversed. If my quest for the perfect calzone has taught me anything it's that a 2:1 meat-to-vegetable-ratio is necessary...not the other way around. I have not yet discovered all of the ingredients for the perfect omelette, but methinks that prosciutto and colby jack are here to stay in my recipe.

40 Movies to See in 2011

My goal on this post is to score a 75% success rate. Nine of the movies that I recommended are out or will be out by this weekend. Here is a visual representation:



For those of you that don't understand the above chart. The first column is a still from each film. The second column is the audience score from Rotten Tomatoes (screw the critics). The third column is the film's Opening Weekend Box Office numbers. And the fourth column is my appraisal of how I did. It's either a Thumbs Up, a Thumbs Down, or The Jury Is Out. I know that some of you might have an issue with some of my self-appraisals. Allow me to explain. I've only seen one of these nine films (Unknown), and I will discuss that in a second. All of the others are graded depending upon whether they were predominently hailed or reviled by other people and also on how much Cha-Ching they raked in. Only films that have earned over $150 million will be deemed successes in the absence of good reviews. All other films will have to be graded by me personally before they recieve their rating. Please note that two of the films (Unknown and Take Me Home Tonight) have changed their names since I wrote that blog post. Also note, that Don't Be Afraid of the Dark has pushed back it's release date from January since I wrote the blog post. I am also aware that many of you think that The Roommate was critically reviled (seeing as the critic's rating was 6%) and that I should have given it an immediate Thumbs Down. Well, since I really only recommended it under the assumption that a film starring Minka Kelly, Leighton Meester, and Daneel Harris could force me to hold an erection for two hours, the jury will remain out...because I still believe that it can deliver on that promise.

Now let me talk about the one film that I have seen: Unknown. Please note two things. The first is that this will serve as your MAJOR SPOILER ALERT FOR ANYBODY WHO HAS NOT SEEN UNKNOWN. Secondly, get ready we're jumping to bullet points for this breakdown.
  • The largest strike on this movie from many critic's perspectives was that it had a few too many ridiculous twists and unbelievable moments. There was only one that bothered me. And it happens in several movies. I call it Deus Ex Televisio. It's when a character is watching a news report at the exact moment necessary to glean a critical piece of information that will feature heavily in the plot down the road. This doesn't happen in real life. The news never tells me what I need to know when I need to know it. They won't tell me if my cell phone is killing me now...they'll tease me with it to try and get me to tune in at 11.
  • Several films (of which this is one), most notably Smokin' Aces, have explored the concept of having multiple hitmen under contract for one hit. Hitmen with understudies? How very musical theatre of them. This is always a dumb idea. It takes a certain type of person to become a hitman. And I know that we like to think that while ruthless, they are all consumate professionals. However, given the opportunity to eliminate the competition and up their market share...they will take it. So, just hire one hitman, because for this reason two heads are never better than one. They're only more expensive than one.
  • There were some good twists in this film. They left just enough breadcrumbs for you to see a twist coming, but not to really know where they were going with it. The only twist that you could see coming more than a mile away was that Frank Langhella was going to be a bad guy. When you have an actor who is famous for playing both Skeletor and Richard Nixon in your film, he's not going to be an asset to the protagonist.
  • This film left me with an interesting quandry. Who would I rather bed: January Jones or Diane Kruger? Eighteen months ago this isn't even a question. January Jones has been and is still smoking hot. But she gives off such an Ice Princess vibe with the characters she plays that I fear that my dick might get frostbite. That...and she hosted the worst episode of SNL since Stephen Segal. I want to see her play a manic character with a little more life. I know she can do it. I enjoyed her in The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada and early Betty Draper wasn't bad. But I think that she has been tainted by the dreary existential ennui of the past few Mad Men seasons and it's culminated in her being cast as ultimate Ice Queen Emma Frost in the new X-Men movie. To salvage a career she has to break the shackles of typecasting. I recommend that she look for parts that include the words: "fun slut". 
  • One more thing I had an issue with. There are almost no circumstances under which I would go back to difuse a bomb that has less than an hour on the timer. There are absolutely no circumstances when that bomb will have no casualties. I cannot comprehend them having a character do this. And if Liam Neeson had taught his partner the reach the far away scissors trick he uses then she probably would have been okay.
There is one other mea culpa that I must address from my movie post. One of the final films that I cut when trimming my list to 40 was a film called 30 Minutes or Less starring Jesse Eisenberg. Well, I saw this film recently and it is fantastic. It will absolutely be a breakout comedy hit this year. I can't tell you any more because I signed a confidentiality agreement that punishes the blogging of specifics about the film as though it were high treason...so you'll just have to take my word for it.

Podcast: The Dead Pool

So...nobody that was drafted in the Dead Pool has died yet. But there are several who are close. So let's take a look at the teams and evaluate their chances now that we're nearing 20% of the way in.

John Chadwell's Team:

Best Pick: Angus T. Jones (Round 7) - This is a steal at this point. With Charlie Sheen jumping right off the damn reservation and Chadwell snagging Charlie Sheen related death as a cause of death...this pick looks far better now than it did two monthes ago. Factor in that Two and a Half Men had to do an empty house show over concerns that Jon Cryer's wife had hired a hitman (P.S. What is your fucking deal, Two and a Half Men?) and this could be an insurmountable 18 points.

Worst Pick: Robert Pattinson (Round 5) - An absolute waste of a pick. He won't die and he certainly wouldn't off himself.

Overall Appraisal: Not a great team overall. Getting Courtney Love the pick before I was going to take her was big and the jump in value of the Angus T. Jones pick is big. However, he's going to need a long shot to hit if he wants to win since he doesn't have many likely scenarios in play.

Luke Giberson's Team:

Best Pick: Charlie Sheen (Round 14) - This is what we call hitting the motherload. The man is on Death Watch as we speak. No pick has raised it's stock since the draft like this one. He's nailing the coffin for his career shut, he just got left by the insatiably hot Bree Olson, and once he realizes that he's not "Winning!"...it might all be over.

Worst Pick: Macauley Culkin (Round 1) - A bit of a throwaway, even if he did just get dumped by Mila Kunis. This is not an acceptable first round pick.

Overall Appraisal: A dicey team that could ride a Charlie Sheen death to victory. Several other high risk players such as Andy Rooney, Betty White, and Louie Anderson will keep him in contention.

Ollie Birkhead's Team:

Best Pick: Johnny Winter (Round 5) - Here is a diamond in the rough that I don't think many people had considered. He looks dead already. Kelsey Grammer was also a decent value pick.

Worst Pick: Dakota Fanning (Round 15) - An intentional throwaway pick because he got bored.

Overall Appraisal: His team is riddled with ridiculous long shots but if he can hit on Andy Griffith, Jimmy Carter, or Tina Turner then he's got a shot.

Ray O'Brien's Team:

Best Pick: Ronnie Biggs (Round 6) - It's been only two months since the draft and we already have our first major stroke. He's hanging on...but for how long? Zsa Zsa Gabor is refusing further treatment and has been given a 50/50 shot at surviving the year by doctor's but she was a Round 2 pick so Ronnie is the biggest
steal.

Worst Pick: Andy San Dimas (Round 13) - It isn't that this is a terrible pick. It's that he cited Bree Olson as a porn star who looks too "put together" to die and then she moved in with Charlie Sheen as one of his goddesses. So he looked like an idiot in this segment when viewed in hindsight.

Overall Appraisal: With seven picks that are literally knocking on Heaven's gates, it's clear that small ball will probably pay off for Ray and unless another player hits a longshot...our fearless host has to be considered the presumptive favorite.


Pat Brennan's Team:

Best Pick: Shane McGowan (Round 15) - He leaned heavily on substance abuse for most of his picks and perhaps the biggest junkie was taken in the final round.

Worst Pick: Miley Cyrus (Round 2) - This was all set to be Rihanna as the #1 Overall pick, but her recently discovered affinity for S&M bumps her chances since clearly "chains and whips excite her". Miley won't be going anywhere. Pat threw away his early picks on big names before settling into a groove in later rounds.

Overall Appraisal: His team leans too heavily on substance abuse and lifestyle and not enough on more conventional illnesses. The overall team is a little weak but there are a few wild cards that could pay off.

Hold That Thought: Launching the Tweet Fleet

So, perhaps you are wondering how building my internet branding is going. I currently have 18 followers on the Twitter and it represents a decent percentage of hits for my page. So...worth it. Networked blogs has been even better. Branding myself has consistently delivered 1500 hits a month for each of the last three months. But I'm not just settling for online viral marketing. I'm taking this advertising campaign to a blog's archenemy: books. I'm leaving the address to my blog as bookmarks in library books that are on hold, so that I can be guarenteed that people will read it and perhaps be intrigued enough to check it out. I also  plan on updating my SEO with keywords like "how to make a homemade bomb" and "assassinate the president" so that Homeland Security will have to be amongst my readership. They'll come for the potential terrorist threat, but stay for the wily antics...and hopefully tell their friends. But the real thing that's going to up my readership is your involvement. So if you'd like to be on a podcast, write a guest blog post, have a friend who would make for an excellent interview, or even just leave a comment...your contributions would be much appreciated.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Introduction to Man Month


Hello Loyal Followers of the Hot and Bothered Effect (and those of you that stumbled upon this page). I'm doing the sporadic first of the month post to let you know that March is Man Month. I love women and I would argue that I respect women...though some who have read a previous post or two might beg to differ. However, this month is not going to deal with things of womanly importance. This month is going to talk about being a man and what that means. And since we are a having a whole month dedicated to mandom...there will be no Ray's Contrarian Opinions this month. It has been replaced by my Man Round Table to discuss all things bro-tastic. So I hope that you enjoy Man Month, though I value your readership ladies and you don't need a Y-chromosome to enjoy this month's posts.