Casino Royale With Cheese

Hey out there!

I hope all is going well.

Just taking a few minutes to check in.

It was an action-packed weekend...Well Saturday was anyway...

A few pals and I went to see the new Bond film, Casino Royale, which was pretty good overall. Though there were flaws, I rather enjoyed it. Daniel Craig is the good looking rebel who plays by his own rules Bond. He's more of a bad boy tough guy than the Bond we've been presented in recent years. Not as suave, but pretty cool. There's a bit of a Steve McQueen quality to this Craig fellow that is sure to appeal to both men and women alike.

Steve McQueen

Daniel Craig

There were some good action sequences and I liked it a lot more than any of the Pierce Brosnan films...Anyway, I'm sure you'll be hearing a lot about this movie these days and if you're a Bond fan, you shouldn't be disappointed...

So after the movie, we hit the Mandarin for some buffet action. Buffets are always interesting and you'll be sure to find a lot of folks possessing no awareness of their surroundings. Like moving obstacles, diverting precious oxygen and massive quantities of food that could be better used, I'm sure...But that's another story...

We got to my place after eating more than our fill and got ready for the Ultimate Fighting Championship event. There were two title matches. Tim Sylvia successfully defended his heavyweight belt against Jeff Monson and Georges St. Pierre (GSP) beat the arrogant, but tough, Matt Hughes. I like GSP 'cause he seems like a super nice guy who happens to be a Canadian...and a great fighter. So when the crowd began to chant "USA! USA!" I gotta tell you that it irritated me and I wanted GSP to win even more. If they were chanting for Hughes, that's cool...but they were chanting against a guy because he's from another land...I'm sure most of the chanters can't even spell xenophobic...So anyway...GSP handed Hughes a pretty good beating, complete with Superman Punch and kick to the head, finishing him with a series of punches when he went down. GSP! GSP! (For those of you who care, or are keeping track, two non-Americans currently hold titles in the UFC)...

There's not too much simian news to report, other than I recently purchased some Gorilla Glue which alleges to be "THE TOUGHEST GLUE ON PLANET EARTH"...Though I would like to believe this on blind faith alone, I am the pudding-tasting type and must see for myself. I'll be sure to let you know how it works...

Our little Achilles continues to dazzle us with his photogenic range...Though he is still remarkably adorable, as my pal Kimber has stated, he can still bring the fierce when required. I wouldn't say he's a predator posing as a house pet...but he really is...This was his response to my best Gunnery Sergeant Hartman impression of "Let me see your war face!"

Being a Gene Simmons fan from back in the day, I was quite impressed...and proud.

I hope you had a great weekend!

Take care out there!

Your Pal,

Zambo.

P.S.
Just in case...

The title of this post makes reference to the great exchange in Pulp Fiction in which it is mentioned that the Quarter Pounder with cheese is known as the "Royale with cheese" in Paris...Though there is no direct link to the film and cheese, I thought it was rather clever...But now, as I'm explaining myself, I suddenly feel a lot less clever...If you haven't seen Pulp Fiction yet, it's not too late. (It's actually about 12 years too late, but go see it and stop reading this crap)...

I'm not sure what to think about the new Beatles album, but I'm pretty sure I'll have it by week's end...I'll let you know...I saw the Cirque de Soleil segment on Leno and it was a bit too flower powery for my liking...Also, "The Word" is probably my least favourite Beatles song...and the new album is called "Love"...We'll see how ripped off I'll feel after this. (It should be noted that I've seen a few Ashton Kutcher films at the theater)...