Matt Gordon's Blog, page 11

Movie Review: Man of Steel

I bought a ticket to Man of Steel thinking it was a documentary about Terry Bradshaw’s run with the Pittsburgh Steelers, so imagine my surprise when I found out, after about hour, it was actually the first installment on a new Superman franchise!

The movie begins as one would suspect Star Trek would begin, with aliens and otherworldly machines. Some sort of rebellion was going on, and I could tell because Russell Crowe was using his “some-sort-of-rebellion-is-going-on” acting angst. Also, a ba...

Dearest Brethren,

Dearest Brethren (Readers of this blog and future congregants!),

If Jesus hadn’t resurrected, He’d be rolling in His grave at the state of things. I know this much, friends, He certainly wouldn’t be in these “churches” we got, if you can technically even call them that!

In leaving our last “church,” I told Betty not to look back for fear she’d turn into a pillar of salt. I still have a headache from the way that boy was back there pounding on Satan’s drums during “worship” time. Despite the rac...

Dear Lunchtime Matt

Dear Lunchtime Matt,

I wanted to take a moment to offer, in advance, my sincerest apologies for taking the fruit snacks from your lunch. Sure, I was hungry, but also they were of the miniature dinosaur variety. You know full well the sensation I get from dominating dinosaurs, no matter how small and deliciously chewy they happen to be. I may get conquered by emails and calls today, but at least I’ll do so knowing I took on a T-Rex during my morning commute and I—and my taste buds—won the day!

B...

That Is, If I Make It Back . . .

Tonight the sky went from blue to orange to sickly green; it was eerie and would have perhaps been beautiful if not for its Wizard of Oz-like quality. Dorothy’s sky transported her to a magical world of wonder, whimsy, and witches, but I feared this sky would only attempt to make good on the flying monkey part by hurling me about the town.

So I went inside. For awhile.

Somewhere in life I became a coward. I still fight the good fight but I do it in the safest of ways: opening the door for stran...

Five Sure-Fire Interview Techniques that Will Guarantee Success in Landing You the Job of Your Dreams

If you are anything like me, you realize how tremendously talented and valuable you are, and feel—rightly in my case, I don’t know about yours—that you would be of extraordinary value to some special company out there that values intellect, creativity, and, I don’t know, some other stuff.

And while it seems that landing our dream job is impossible, truly it is just an interview away! Develop great interviewing skills and you can compensate for a lackluster resume, lousy work history, and utter...

How to Decrease the Awkwardness of Eating Lunch with a Stranger and Live to Tell of It

I’m going to lunch today with a stranger. Okay, so he isn’t quite a stranger. I’ve met him and know his name—at least the name he told me . . . He reads the blog and bought a copy of my book (Have you?), so I’m thinking he is a pretty great, forward-thinking, saint of a guy.

But still, lunches with strangers can be awkward. And they can be dangerous. I’m taking both things into consideration as I approach today’s topic: How to Decrease the Awkwardness of Eating Lunch with a Stranger and Live t...

A Weakling’s Escape: Where Are All These Bandwagon Heat Fans Coming From?

I like the NBA. For years, I said the whole “I don’t like the NBA because they don’t play defense” line because I thought that is what knowledgeable sports fans were supposed to say. But then I started watching and realized, um, playing defense just doesn’t matter that much: The players are so good. The players are huge. And strong. And fast. Oh are they fast. Big men step outside. Guards post up. And everyone can shoot–okay, so not everyone. And really, the defense is pretty solid too–especi...

Movie Review: The Hobbit

I finally got around to watching Peter Jackson’s The Hobbitthis weekend and so I thought a review was in order.

Honestly, this was one of the dumbest movies I’ve ever seen. I’m a huge Tolkien fan and loved the LOTR trilogy enough to use the cool abbreviated version of it in a sentence. In fact, my first experience with the book The Hobbit in sixth grade made me what I am today: an unhireable former English major.

So needless to say, I had some expectations. Expectations, sadly, that were woeful...

Losing a Mask and Finding a Face

This week I’ll attend a baseball game, barring rain and the end times. I’ve often uttered the following: “I’d rather watch sports on TV.” I say this, but I know it isn’t always the case; it isn’t completely true. Sure the camera angles are better and you get a broader feel for what is going on, but there is no exchange for the roar of the crowd and the energy that saturates the one who is there in person.

But we say a lot of things that aren’t completely true, don’t we?

I wonder if any of us re...

Beautiful, Live, and Late-Breaking

I’m not a great husband.

I’m not terrible either, in that I only raise my hand to tickle my wife and I sleep in our house and all. All in all, I’d say I’m pretty average.

Take this weekend, for instance. I thought, Wives love to be complimented on the way they look. Therefore, I shall compliment my wife, who looks very pretty. Also, I’m hungry. The last thought was unrelated, but it is the one that stuck the most, so I headed down for a morning fudge brownie before church.

Later, when I saw my w...