Sally’s blog

As El Presidente said, "This is going to be stupid, it'll be great."

Stupid it was. Great, I'm not so sure about. If you've seen the movie Super Troopers you'll have a good idea of the 'quality' of this movie before you go to see it.

The plot, and there actually is one (which is more than I can say for Super Troopers), concerns two brothers (Paul Soter, Erik Stolhanske) who are descended from German beermakers, and their quest to salvage their family name. They initially go to Germany to bury their grandfather's ashes, and find themselves at an ultra-exclusive Beer Fest. No 'Oktoberfest' for the patrons of this event. Teams come from all over the world to participate and the stakes can be deadly.

Admitedly, the sheer stupidity of it all did have me cracking up at times, and there were some jokes that did require a modicum of intelligence. For example, the family beerhaus is called "Schitzengiggles," and the name first appears as a visual. Jurgen Prochnow also appeared in the 1985 mini-series Das Boot, and if you didn't know that certain jokes get lost on you. I think El Presidente and I were the only ones out of our group to have even heard of it and so we were exchanging grins at certain jokes referring to that.

Bad parts? Well, let's see, there were definitely some bad taste jokes that I wanted to cringe over. And the British team sounded more Australian that Brit. And let's not even get into Mo'Nique being in it.

Furthermore, if you're expecting every woman to be fully dressed in this movie, forget it. I lost track of the breast count within the first 10 minutes.

Yeah, there's a reason why this is "Rated R for pervasive crude and sexual content, language, nudity and substance abuse."

If you do stick it out until the end, stay until the credits are mostly done. There's an additional cameo appearance which definitely did make me laugh.

Oh, and did I mention I watched this in the company of 8 guys. Yep, 8 of them. I had El Presidente and Wheelz either side of me, and Camera Boy behind me. No other women. Oh, lucky me. Not.

El Presidente has decided, with that incredible wisdom he possess, to join the university hockey game. Right now, they are playing pre-season games and last weekend I told him I'd go to one. Heck, I've never been to a hockey game before - field, ice or inline. Figured it might be fun, especially considering El Presidente is a good 10 years older than the rest of his team.

Monday night was a non-starter. Only 3 of the opposing team showed up, and there were no officials either. Everyone messed around on the ice for a while, and the other team forfeit the match. I was thoroughly confused, because I had no freakin' clue of the circumstances.

Tonight was a little better - only in the sense that there was actually a game. However, our university team quite frankly sucked. It finished with a mercy rule being imposed, because the other team led by 12-4 midway through the 3rd quarter.

El Presidente didn't escape unscathed either. Middle of the first period, he collided with an opposing player and the wall. Reckoned he got a high stick to the chest. The bruise certainly looked impressive.

So, yeah, my first hockey game. I've already told Wheelz that I won't be going to any of the main season games. Just like with a lot of sports I've watched, I managed to be a bad luck charm for this one as well. *sigh*

Life is full of new experiences, and I've determined that this journal will be about those. Whether it be books, music, events, movies, bars, restaurants, parties, sports or other items, anything new I try will be here.

Most of these experiences will be shared with the following cast of characters:

Moi aka Saffi

Wheelz

El Presidente

Camera-Boy

(and more may be added.)

All names are fake, to protect the not-so-innocent!