I looked on 1-18-08news.com and found linking website about Cloverfield.
One of them is Tagruato.jp where it initally was about deep sea drilling company, and just now when I opened it, it turned into a 'seems to be vandalised' poster about tagruato. Cloverfield enthusiasts claimed that the monster in the Cloverfield come from the deep sea of Japan (like Godzilla).
And there's a blog dedicated just for Cloverfield. There's so many speculations, I have no time or energy to write it down. Just go to cloverfieldclues.blogspot.com
When The Transformer Movie came out (in US), there was an untitled trailer that make quite a buzz in the entertainment industry. Basically, its about the decapitation of The Statue of Liberty and also NY under massive alien attack and some people just running around with a hand held camera. Some people even dubbed it as War of The Worlds meet Blair Witch. A lot of speculation was made around the movie, about the alien/monster, the plot and other stuff.
The movie was said to be made on a mere $30 mil budget, mainly because it casts unknown actors. The project was so secret, during casting, the actor candidates were given decoy scripts to work on. Even the signing between Paramount Pictures and J.J Abrams was made secret without anyone in the industry knowing it.
Upon the release of the mysterious trailer, plot speculation arises from the media. Some people believe that the movie is an extension or a spin-off of JJ Abrams's signature series, LOST. Others believe that the movie is about parasitic aliens (where in the trailer you can see a woman goes balloon), and even some says its an Asian-robotic Voltron styled movie. A story from HP Lovecraft also named as a possible plot.
One thing that can be confirmed is its a monster movie. JJ Abrams was quoted that he got the idea when he and his son visited Japan and he thought that America has no real intense giant monster like Japanese Godzilla/Gojira.
Before Cloverfield, various name was said to be the working title of the movie, including The Parasites, Slusho, Colossus and (believe it or not) Chocolate Outrage.
Some insiders said that the web page slusho.jp contains hidden clues about the movie. Basically it's about soda drink or some sort, that was made by a little whale's son or some shit like that. Its kawaii and creepy.
On 1-18-08.com, you can find like 6 pictures innit. Every picture is time coded except the one with a hyper happy jap chef cooking something like pizza or lasagna or some shit (Izzit Ganu?). I keep the website open for like 15 minutes or something and there was an audio of a growl of some kind of a monster like Godzilla or King Kong came out which frankly freaks me out (currently its 5.26am and I'm alone at the office).
I hope that this movie will kick some serious ass like Transformers.
Es la vida quatro vente pistos pointed Botella empty first ten rows annointed The fiesta’s poppin and all fingers pointed Irie eyed vatos got the whole crowd jointed Check in with Ives catch me squintin know why I came be let my word fly keep the gleam in your eye Con mucho drum roll on time let the horn blow Gas to the pedal like metal at a Korn show The rhyme rocka with a s**t load of placas Grab the mic and freak the rhythm till there’s no more vavas Still mi palabras fade all boo’s and ha ha’s That includes all who go sissy la la So do the cha cha rucca call me poppa Huero came for action hun until manana Down for hi-hat crash and whiplash City nights bright lights and herb stash..
Que ondas mucho arriba las manos Gavacho, Moreno penetra tu barrio Lacing you with rolas that will rock back frente RRRRRR, Blacxican esto para la gente Like chanclaso deep like fregadaso Still got the Coke and Rum and flex the brasos Then I hit you from a different angle Leg sweep cheap shot bird s**t straight cop Soy el twin pistollero guerrero don’t be afraid of that Matter of fact I got like 10,000 maniacs In the crowd on a very good night But keep it hype for a fraction of that to get the fery like that Chronica en el aire todos quieren vile Plus my sick Latin sty’le Quile chuecko as they come I could feel the drum don’t know the words, well you can hum...
Verse 3: Oye muneca ya mueve la cadera Sobre el ritmo y las trompetas Feel the beat kick hard como escopeta Vatos on the prowl for the hoochie lookin fresca All you delincuentes vengan para en frente Haste para atras si tu eres muy desente Cause I’m chueco bent contact the hierba Lo que sera sera cuando yo vuelva A little sontin gets your eyes burnt head turnt Pupils tight back stiff and your neck hurt and then you exert Check the vibe who got more freaky than Ives I survive, dodgin hurra tryin to shoot I So I mueva smooth creep and crawl Take out another batch let it thaw and lace y’all Won’t take fall this here is winner take all Trick take a flick of the click here to face y’all
Everyone knows this feeling. Every person has experienced the tingling sensation of an aching heart upon seeing this.
Months ago, it was a chilly night and your "friend," forgot a sweater. You dutifully handed one of yours over, and never saw it again. Until, that is, you were on facebook, and there, on your "friend's" body, it sits.
Every time you request to have it back, you hear these excuses..
"Yeah, I will bring it tomorrow." "I don't know where it is.." "what sweater?..." "I have to wash it..."
Sound familiar? How about this little scenario guys?
Your once girl-friend "borrowed" hoodies, comfortable sweat pants, shorts, and other various items. Upon the inevitable break-up (she was a bitch) you then found yourself lacking some of your favorite possessions. Now, after the break up there is definitely the awkward span of time where no one talks. However, you may approach the subject of getting your shit back after a minimum of one week. You will find that immediately, your ex will fully support this decision, and agree to return your possessions.
However, Two weeks later you will not have received them, and have now lost all control. You are forced to give up hope as you no longer want to talk to your ex, and she acts as if you never mentioned returning anything..
Ladies, For your scenario..
Your friend is going out on a date with a "hottie," (he isn't, but you know she needs this so you pretend to agree) and requests to borrow that "cute shirt that looks slutty but isn't" (....sure ladies...) that you love so much. You are a good friend, and lend it.
Two weeks later, you realize your mistake, because you are girl and have stolen your friend's clothing also.
However, though you are a raging hypocrite, the pain nevertheless continues as you see her again and again wearing those items as if they are truly hers.
Both guys and girls experience this, and as we continue through college, we continue to see pictures on the internet of your once-favorite clothing, each time reigniting both a bitterness for that person, as well as the fond memory of your favorite sweater.
Sadly, there is no cure for this. You can attempt to steal it back during breaks, but it most likely will not happen. You must do what everyone else does, and keep the memory of your once favorite shit deep inside your heart, and continue on with life.
PS-It is perfectly acceptable to accuse the person of this crime, as long as you say "That's my sweater, bitch." (or other items)
The following quotations are taken from official court records across the nation, showing how funny and embarrassing it is that recorders operate at all times in courts of law, so that even the slightest inadvertence is preserved for posterity.
Lawyer: "Can you tell us what was stolen from your house?" Witness: "There was a rifle that belonged to my father that was stolen from the hall closet." Lawyer: "Can you identify the rifle?" Witness: "Yes. There was something written on the side of it." Lawyer: "And what did the writing say?" Witness: "'Winchester'!"
Lawyer: "This myasthenia gravis -- does it affect your memory at all?" Witness: "Yes." Lawyer: "And in what ways does it affect your memory?" Witness: "I forget." Lawyer: "You forget. Can you give us an example of something that you've forgotten?"
Lawyer: "Trooper, when you stopped the defendant, were your red and blue lights flashing?" Witness: "Yes." Lawyer: "Did the defendant say anything when she got out of her car?" Witness: "Yes, sir." Lawyer: "What did she say?" Witness: "'What disco am I at?'"
Lawyer: "Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?" Witness: "No." Lawyer: "Did you check for blood pressure?" Witness: "No." Lawyer: "Did you check for breathing?" Witness: "No." Lawyer: "So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?" Witness: "No." Lawyer: "How can you be so sure, Doctor?" Witness: "Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar." Lawyer: "But could the patient have still been alive nevertheless?" Witness: "Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law somewhere."
Lawyer: "And you check your radar unit frequently?" Officer: "Yes, I do." Lawyer: "And was your radar unit functioning correctly at the time you had the plaintiff on radar?" Officer: "Yes, it was malfunctioning correctly."
Lawyer: "Do you know how far pregnant you are now?" Witness: "I'll be three months on November 8." Lawyer: "Apparently, then, the date of conception was August 8?" Witness: "Yes." Lawyer: "What were you doing at that time?"
Lawyer: "Do you recall approximately the time that you examined the body of Mr. Eddington at the Rose Chapel?" Witness: "It was in the evening. The autopsy started about 8:30pm." Lawyer: "And Mr. Eddington was dead at the time, is that correct?"
Lawyer: "What is your brother-in-law's name?" Witness: "Borofkin." Lawyer: "What's his first name?" Witness: "I can't remember." Lawyer: "He's been your brother-in-law for years, and you can't remember his first name?" Witness: "No. I tell you, I'm too excited." (rising and pointing to his brother-in-law) "Nathan, for heaven's sake, tell them your first name!"
Lawyer: "Did you ever stay all night with this man in New York?" Witness: "I refuse to answer that question. Lawyer: "Did you ever stay all night with this man in Chicago?" Witness: "I refuse to answer that question. Lawyer: "Did you ever stay all night with this man in Miami?" Witness: "No."
Lawyer: "Did he pick the dog up by the ears?" Witness: "No." Lawyer: "What was he doing with the dog's ears?" Witness: "Picking them up in the air." Lawyer: "Where was the dog at this time?" Witness: "Attached to the ears."
Lawyer: "When he went, had you gone and had she, if she wanted to and were able, for the time being excluding all the restraints on her not to go, gone also, would he have brought you, meaning you and she, with him to the station?" Other Lawyer: "Objection. That question should be taken out and shot."
Lawyer: "So, after the anesthesia, when you came out of it, what did you observe with respect to your scalp?" Witness: "I didn't see my scalp the whole time I was in the hospital." Lawyer: "It was covered?" Witness: "Yes, bandaged." Lawyer: "Then, later on...what did you see?" Witness: "I had a skin graft. My whole buttocks and leg were removed and put on top of my head."
Lawyer: "The truth of the matter is that you were not an unbiased, objective witness, isn't it? You too were shot in the fracas." Witness: "No, sir. I was shot midway between the fracas and the naval."
I just heard that today a peaceful picket will be held at Dataran. The Perhimpunan Bersih is a movement that demands fair election or some shit which I don't care. Do I think that our polling system is polluted? Yes. However the other parties has no credibility to rule the country. They are just over hyped gibbering professional with their own hidden agenda. And I do think Anwar Ibrahim has his own agenda. He is one slithering motherfucker. And from what I read from the uncredible blogs, most of this Bersih shit came out in paranoia that Pak Lah will elect his son in law, Khairy Jamaludin to be his successor, which stepped on many toes, Barisan and opposition alike. Old people are just crazy. In my eye, Khairy is uninspiring and should I say pointless and bullshit? I mean seriously, Khairy as PM? Come on, guys! I, however still has faith in Barisan Nasional. They are the shiz.
Disclaimer: I am so not into this politic scene. Watching pot bellies and sagging tities is so not cool. I think politicians should be banned from TV coz they spoiled the idea of 'perfect people' in TV. Unless they are gorgeous. But then, most goegeous people are stupid.