We have suffered yet another celebrity loss - Billy Mays... He will always be known as the guy who could practically sell anything, though the current infomercial that I really think of is the OxyClean one... It always made me smile, simply because Billy was so intense. Either way, all I really have to say is that I'm really gonna miss watching Billy promote random items in infomercials. NO ONE does it like he did!
RIP Billy!
Friday, June 26, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Death Still Comes in Threes...
Today has been shockingly depressing. Yesterday has also been pretty bad. We've lost three American icons in a very short amount of time. First, Ed McMahon. Then Farrah Fawcett this morning, followed by Michael Jackson this afternoon. I don't think I'll be forgetting this day anytime soon.
I was not alive when these stars all were in the prime of their fame. I was born in 1989, so I came into a world that already knew and loved Ed, Farrah, and Michael. However, I did grow up in a house where Michael was a huge influence because my mom was a large fan of his. I remember learning the dance to Thriller when I was little. Same goes for Beat It. I knew of Ed because my mom and dad were always going "Heeeeeeeeeerrrreeeeeeeee's Johnny!" Farrah, on the other hand, I learned about by watching entertainment television - She was always shown in that famous bathing suit, and also for being one of Charlie's "Angels."
And as for Michael... Well, there's so much I can say, but it's really hard. I grew up listening to some of Michael's greater hits, Thriller being my very favorite. I could always hear how much Michael loved music through his songs. That vibrancy was just there, and it never left in any of the stuff I heard from him! I'm really going to miss that, as I can think of NO other artist on Michael's level. He was a genius. RIP, Michael! We'll all miss you!
Really, the RIP just goes to everyone, as this is just so depressing and horrifying. At least with Farrah, I can be somewhat certain that she's happier now, wherever she may be, and out of pain. Same goes for Ed. For Michael, however, questions will always remain.
I was not alive when these stars all were in the prime of their fame. I was born in 1989, so I came into a world that already knew and loved Ed, Farrah, and Michael. However, I did grow up in a house where Michael was a huge influence because my mom was a large fan of his. I remember learning the dance to Thriller when I was little. Same goes for Beat It. I knew of Ed because my mom and dad were always going "Heeeeeeeeeerrrreeeeeeeee's Johnny!" Farrah, on the other hand, I learned about by watching entertainment television - She was always shown in that famous bathing suit, and also for being one of Charlie's "Angels."
And as for Michael... Well, there's so much I can say, but it's really hard. I grew up listening to some of Michael's greater hits, Thriller being my very favorite. I could always hear how much Michael loved music through his songs. That vibrancy was just there, and it never left in any of the stuff I heard from him! I'm really going to miss that, as I can think of NO other artist on Michael's level. He was a genius. RIP, Michael! We'll all miss you!
Really, the RIP just goes to everyone, as this is just so depressing and horrifying. At least with Farrah, I can be somewhat certain that she's happier now, wherever she may be, and out of pain. Same goes for Ed. For Michael, however, questions will always remain.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Andy
Hey guys, this one is really personal to me, and it is something that's completely true to me. If you're uncomfortable with a blog post that mentions sex, this would be a good post to ignore...
I can't stand it. I can't stand thinking about Andy and missing him and realizing that when I fantasize about sex, I see him moving over me, in me, around me, love shining at me through his dark sensual eyes. I haven't seen him nor talked to him in years, and I still miss the relationship I had with my former best friend. Andy was the best I had, and then I lost him, and lost a part of me. I want him back in my life with a desperation that I know nowhere else in me.
There isn't a day that passes when I don't think about him, even if only for a brief second.
At this point, he's been gone from my life so long that I'm kind of numb thinking about him, but then I walk by something or see something that reminds me of him, and I'm no longer numb. My chest burns in pain, and I wish desperately again to see him, hang out like we used to…
I'll always remember watching The 10th Kingdom with him, him laying on the couch, me laying on his chest, just relaxing together, smiling, and enjoying some quality escapism on the laptop screen in front of us.
I remember that he fell asleep under me once, missed at least half an hour of the movie, and while he slept, his arm came down and wrapped around my waist. I wish now that I'd had the foresight to ask my mom or dad to take a picture of us like that. It would be a comfort for me now.
However, I just can't forget that he chose his girlfriend over me. I understand that there's a distinction between a man's best friend and his girlfriend, especially when he's a year older than his best friend. But, from what I do recall of our relationship, he'd been telling me he loved me for a couple months, and I to this day believe he meant it as nothing more than a close friendship type of love. I'd even gotten so comfortable that I'd tell him I loved him back. Then, a couple months after this started, he stopped calling and asking to hang out. I'd call him instead, and he was never home (granted, he IS a year older, and was already at CSUN, but still…), so he never really had time to visit. But, when he was home on weekends visiting, he didn't have time for me either.
I think the moment I realized that the close friendship we'd cultivated and shared for so many years was over was when I was at a bar or bat mitzvah, miserable out of my mind. I called him, and he picked up the phone. When I told him I missed him, and wanted to see him soon, there was hesitation on his side of the line. There was a long pause before he told me he missed me too, but he had to go. That was the breaking point. When my family left that damned bar or bat mitzvah, I was struggling to keep my composure. I'm still not sure how I lasted until I got home before crying.
I think he broke me that day. It's years later, and I still can find guys attractive, but none have really made me stand up and take notice. I can't feel more than friendship for them, and I'm scared that I'm going to end up alone for the rest of my life.
I just want to hug and cuddle Andy one more time. He was my friend, my protector, and in many non-physical ways, the love of my life. I just hope he wasn't my soul mate. That would just kill me now, since if I ever really saw him again, I don't think I'd be able to talk to him without trying to hurt him the way he's hurt me.
Strangely enough, I don't think he realized or cared about how much he hurt me.
I can't stand it. I can't stand thinking about Andy and missing him and realizing that when I fantasize about sex, I see him moving over me, in me, around me, love shining at me through his dark sensual eyes. I haven't seen him nor talked to him in years, and I still miss the relationship I had with my former best friend. Andy was the best I had, and then I lost him, and lost a part of me. I want him back in my life with a desperation that I know nowhere else in me.
There isn't a day that passes when I don't think about him, even if only for a brief second.
At this point, he's been gone from my life so long that I'm kind of numb thinking about him, but then I walk by something or see something that reminds me of him, and I'm no longer numb. My chest burns in pain, and I wish desperately again to see him, hang out like we used to…
I'll always remember watching The 10th Kingdom with him, him laying on the couch, me laying on his chest, just relaxing together, smiling, and enjoying some quality escapism on the laptop screen in front of us.
I remember that he fell asleep under me once, missed at least half an hour of the movie, and while he slept, his arm came down and wrapped around my waist. I wish now that I'd had the foresight to ask my mom or dad to take a picture of us like that. It would be a comfort for me now.
However, I just can't forget that he chose his girlfriend over me. I understand that there's a distinction between a man's best friend and his girlfriend, especially when he's a year older than his best friend. But, from what I do recall of our relationship, he'd been telling me he loved me for a couple months, and I to this day believe he meant it as nothing more than a close friendship type of love. I'd even gotten so comfortable that I'd tell him I loved him back. Then, a couple months after this started, he stopped calling and asking to hang out. I'd call him instead, and he was never home (granted, he IS a year older, and was already at CSUN, but still…), so he never really had time to visit. But, when he was home on weekends visiting, he didn't have time for me either.
I think the moment I realized that the close friendship we'd cultivated and shared for so many years was over was when I was at a bar or bat mitzvah, miserable out of my mind. I called him, and he picked up the phone. When I told him I missed him, and wanted to see him soon, there was hesitation on his side of the line. There was a long pause before he told me he missed me too, but he had to go. That was the breaking point. When my family left that damned bar or bat mitzvah, I was struggling to keep my composure. I'm still not sure how I lasted until I got home before crying.
I think he broke me that day. It's years later, and I still can find guys attractive, but none have really made me stand up and take notice. I can't feel more than friendship for them, and I'm scared that I'm going to end up alone for the rest of my life.
I just want to hug and cuddle Andy one more time. He was my friend, my protector, and in many non-physical ways, the love of my life. I just hope he wasn't my soul mate. That would just kill me now, since if I ever really saw him again, I don't think I'd be able to talk to him without trying to hurt him the way he's hurt me.
Strangely enough, I don't think he realized or cared about how much he hurt me.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
I Finally Finished Laura's Pillow!
It's done! Sure it took a few extra days (I've made more pillowcases, and I'm making them into full pillows next, if anyone is interested in purchasing...) So, here's what the final product looks like! Let me know what you think!
Laura, sweetie, this was made with love for my Simi Sister and Fellow Minion! Hopefully we'll meet up sometime soon!
(I think I'm getting better at this! It's the 5th pillow I've made so far! Woooo!)
Laura, sweetie, this was made with love for my Simi Sister and Fellow Minion! Hopefully we'll meet up sometime soon!
(I think I'm getting better at this! It's the 5th pillow I've made so far! Woooo!)
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Even More New Pillowcases!
Ok, I'm now obsessed with making pillows, but I do the pillowcases first, since it's a really brainless activity, and I can do it while listening to music with the tv on in the background (a "skill" I've gained from my mother, thankyouverymuch!)... Just let me know what you guys think, as always!
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Loving My Summer Weekend!
I've had the best summer weekend so far! I've had FREE HBO and MAX, so I've been able to watch LOTS of movies I've wanted to see FOR FREE! *squees* So much fun! Of course, the best part of free HBO is that I was able to watch the season premiere of True Blood! OMG, I LOVED IT! Just the continuance of last season's storylines, the introduction of new ones, and, my favorite part, the BILL/SOOKIE love scenes! No, that doesn't just refer to that HOT scene towards the end of the ep, but also all the relationship stuff, when they're trying to communicate and deal with Bill's latest problem... Well, let's just say that I'm REALLY looking forward to watching next week's ep (even though I'll no longer have HBO... I'll get around that problem quickly, I'm sure)...
Of course, not everything is quite going my way... My little sister just got her license, so she's trying to steal my precious car, Xiamara, from me, and that hurts. However, I have summer school (in the form of English 102) starting tomorrow. I think I'll get to keep my baby, since I'll have to drive across town to get to the campus... Ugh on the summer class, but then again, starting Tuesday, I'll have my belly dancing class on Tuesday nights to keep me occupied! Hopefully that'll help with the boredom...
Of course, not everything is quite going my way... My little sister just got her license, so she's trying to steal my precious car, Xiamara, from me, and that hurts. However, I have summer school (in the form of English 102) starting tomorrow. I think I'll get to keep my baby, since I'll have to drive across town to get to the campus... Ugh on the summer class, but then again, starting Tuesday, I'll have my belly dancing class on Tuesday nights to keep me occupied! Hopefully that'll help with the boredom...
Friday, June 12, 2009
More Pillowcases!
So... Instead of finishing Laura's pillow, like I should have been, I've been busy making more pillowcases... Here's a couple new ones, both of which were made in the last couple days! Let me know, as always, what you think!
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Carrie Prejean was FIRED! YES!
It FINALLY happened, folks... Carrie Prejean, better known as Ms. Bigoted CA, got her ass FIRED for BREACH OF CONTRACT by Donald Trump! While I find it funny that Trump saved her from the same accusations earlier this year, it's still a sad day to realize that the moron still thinks with his genitals instead of his brain.
Serves him right, though!
BTW, the title of this blog links to TMZ, which has the article up with a little more information...
CONGRATULATIONS TO MS. TAMI FARRELL, (FORMERLY ONLY) MISS MALIBU, NOW MISS CALIFORNIA!
Serves him right, though!
BTW, the title of this blog links to TMZ, which has the article up with a little more information...
CONGRATULATIONS TO MS. TAMI FARRELL, (FORMERLY ONLY) MISS MALIBU, NOW MISS CALIFORNIA!
New Pillowcase....
Hey guys, I've gone back to being creative since I finished this past semester of college. I'm still working on my blanket squares, and am now almost finished with my 22nd one... I'll backdate some posts with pictures again soon. However, I'm more involved in making my travel pillows now, and I'm working on the 5th one right now. So far, I've just barely started, and will continue it later today.
Here's what that new pillowcase looks like so far...
Let me know what you think of it so far!
Here's what that new pillowcase looks like so far...
Let me know what you think of it so far!
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Mommy-to-be Laura's New Mini-Pillow!
One of my favorite people in the world, Laura, is expecting her first baby, and since I don't live near her, I'm making her a present. So far, half of it is completed, and I will make the actual pillow in a couple days... However, the pillowcase ROCKS! It's a gorgeous black and white (with pastels) pillowcase, and so much cooler in real life than the pictures show it to be... However, take a look and tell me what you think!
Laura, my sweetie, if you read this, let me know what you think of the case! And remember, you need to chat with me so that when it's done, I can send it out to you!
Here it is!
Laura, my sweetie, if you read this, let me know what you think of the case! And remember, you need to chat with me so that when it's done, I can send it out to you!
Here it is!
Monday, June 1, 2009
Today's Horrific Tragedy
By this time tonight, I believe that everyone knows about Air France flight 447, which disappeared while en route to France from Brazil.
This is a horrifying tragedy, especially since there were over 200 people on board the flight. From what information I've gathered, this flight suddenly lost contact with radio control, and automatic distress signals were sent to the control tower. There was a report about how another flight thought they might have seen fire in the general vicinity of where flight 447 was supposed to be HERE...
No matter how sad and horrifying this is, it's lead to some rather silly comments from people like me who don't want to think too deeply about the losses... For example, I posted several things on my twitter account earlier (I'm @Isis_Nocturne there)... Here's what I said (and responses I got):
-approx. 13 hours ago... I hope that we know more about this flight soon! http://bit.ly/25FRG
-approx. 3 hours ago... Flight 447 - was it sent to the Twilight Zone, a new entrance to the Bermuda Triange, or do we need to call Mulder and Scully?
-approx. 3 hours ago... PROXART @Isis_Nocturne or maybe the island from lost?!
-approx. 3 hours ago... @Proxart yeah. I mean, it's really horrible, don't get me wrong, however, it lends to the imagination running wild...
-approx. 3 hours ago... PROXART @Isis_Nocturne yes... no disrespect at all. definitely agree that it's horrible. however, the lack of a plane or knowledge is wild.
-approx. 2 hours ago... @Isis_Nocturne: @Proxart It's bringing to mind the mystery of Amelia Earhart... And somehow adds to it, esp. since it's 2009 and the plane disappeared...
-approx. 2 hours ago... PROXART @Isis_Nocturne absolutely. it's a crazy, tragic, and unexpected thing.
-approx. 2 hours ago... Update about Air France Flight 447: http://tinyurl.com/n896xu - This is so sad!
-approx. 2 hours ago... PROXART @Isis_Nocturne :/ such a strange happening...
-approx. 2 hours ago... @Proxart And now that other flight crew is reporting that about the time contact was lost, they saw a fire in the Atlantic near 447's route.
-approx. 2 hours ago... @Proxart yes, but it may answer the mystery.
-approx. 1/2 an hour ago... Best wishes to those affected by the disappearance of Air France Fligh 447... I hope we find out what happened and you guys get closure!
So, as you can see from this exchange, people are seeing the really not funny humor that comes out of such dark news... And referencing to old shows/things that go "bump" in the night... And sadly, such comparisons work.
As I said before, I really hope that those who have any connections to anyone who is lost from Flight 447 will find closure and that the plane will be found so that we all can find out what happened...
Such tragedy should NEVER happen in the 21st century!
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UPDATE 6/2/09 @9pm:
Debris that is almost certainly from the wreckage of the accident was found in a 3 mile radius from where the last automatic communications from the plane took place. Unfortunately, so far, the small amount of wreckage found indicates that the plane probably hit the water whole, and that it's probably at the bottom of the sea. That spot is believed to have a mountainous ocean floor, which makes the search for the plane more difficult, and makes it even less likely that anyone could have possibly survived. This is just a terrible tragedy, and no wishing on my part can take us back in time and prevent this.
BTW, HERE'S an Associated Press article that talks more about the debris field. Again, my deepest and most sincere condolences to those who have lost because of this tragedy.
This is a horrifying tragedy, especially since there were over 200 people on board the flight. From what information I've gathered, this flight suddenly lost contact with radio control, and automatic distress signals were sent to the control tower. There was a report about how another flight thought they might have seen fire in the general vicinity of where flight 447 was supposed to be HERE...
No matter how sad and horrifying this is, it's lead to some rather silly comments from people like me who don't want to think too deeply about the losses... For example, I posted several things on my twitter account earlier (I'm @Isis_Nocturne there)... Here's what I said (and responses I got):
-approx. 13 hours ago... I hope that we know more about this flight soon! http://bit.ly/25FRG
-approx. 3 hours ago... Flight 447 - was it sent to the Twilight Zone, a new entrance to the Bermuda Triange, or do we need to call Mulder and Scully?
-approx. 3 hours ago... PROXART @Isis_Nocturne or maybe the island from lost?!
-approx. 3 hours ago... @Proxart yeah. I mean, it's really horrible, don't get me wrong, however, it lends to the imagination running wild...
-approx. 3 hours ago... PROXART @Isis_Nocturne yes... no disrespect at all. definitely agree that it's horrible. however, the lack of a plane or knowledge is wild.
-approx. 2 hours ago... @Isis_Nocturne: @Proxart It's bringing to mind the mystery of Amelia Earhart... And somehow adds to it, esp. since it's 2009 and the plane disappeared...
-approx. 2 hours ago... PROXART @Isis_Nocturne absolutely. it's a crazy, tragic, and unexpected thing.
-approx. 2 hours ago... Update about Air France Flight 447: http://tinyurl.com/n896xu - This is so sad!
-approx. 2 hours ago... PROXART @Isis_Nocturne :/ such a strange happening...
-approx. 2 hours ago... @Proxart And now that other flight crew is reporting that about the time contact was lost, they saw a fire in the Atlantic near 447's route.
-approx. 2 hours ago... @Proxart yes, but it may answer the mystery.
-approx. 1/2 an hour ago... Best wishes to those affected by the disappearance of Air France Fligh 447... I hope we find out what happened and you guys get closure!
So, as you can see from this exchange, people are seeing the really not funny humor that comes out of such dark news... And referencing to old shows/things that go "bump" in the night... And sadly, such comparisons work.
As I said before, I really hope that those who have any connections to anyone who is lost from Flight 447 will find closure and that the plane will be found so that we all can find out what happened...
Such tragedy should NEVER happen in the 21st century!
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UPDATE 6/2/09 @9pm:
Debris that is almost certainly from the wreckage of the accident was found in a 3 mile radius from where the last automatic communications from the plane took place. Unfortunately, so far, the small amount of wreckage found indicates that the plane probably hit the water whole, and that it's probably at the bottom of the sea. That spot is believed to have a mountainous ocean floor, which makes the search for the plane more difficult, and makes it even less likely that anyone could have possibly survived. This is just a terrible tragedy, and no wishing on my part can take us back in time and prevent this.
BTW, HERE'S an Associated Press article that talks more about the debris field. Again, my deepest and most sincere condolences to those who have lost because of this tragedy.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
The Fourth Pillow I've Made...
Here's the completed fourth travel/personal pillow I've made... Let me know what you think!
BTW, this one belongs to me! It's sooo cool!
The third pillow was a gift for my second-mommy, Anne. Once I have a picture of her with it, I'll post it so that you guys can see it!
BTW, this one belongs to me! It's sooo cool!
The third pillow was a gift for my second-mommy, Anne. Once I have a picture of her with it, I'll post it so that you guys can see it!
Monday, May 18, 2009
My Second Pillow!
Here's the second pillow I've made... Let me know what you think!
This one now belongs to my grandmother, and she loves it! I'm so glad she does!
This one now belongs to my grandmother, and she loves it! I'm so glad she does!
Friday, May 15, 2009
My First Home-Made Pillow!
I've decided to start trying something new... So I've started making pillows... Here's the first, hope you like it! Make sure to tell me what you think! (And, should you want to buy one from me, let me know!)
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
A Pretty Example of EXTREME HATRED!
Twitter is an excellent way to realize just how much of the world is ignorant to one of the best, most honest and pure ideals:
ALL PEOPLE ARE CREATED EQUAL!
It doesn't matter if you're gay, straight, transgendered, or anything else, everyone should have exactly equal rights, especially in the "good 'ole U S of A." Well, unfortunately, that isn't true... YET!
I have been closely following the disgraceful story of Carrie Prejean, the woman who apparently "represents" the state of California as Ms. California.
She's gotten more than her 15 minutes of fame already. In fact, I'd say it's time the tables turned on her hatred, and that of her loyal raving followers, who think she's the best thing since sliced bread.
I despise this woman, based upon her "Christian" morals alone. HOW is it okay for her to bash the rights of AMERICAN CITIZENS? They pay taxes, just like everyone (okay, mostly everyone) else, have jobs, help stimulate the economy... You get the gist of what I'm saying. To me, and many others who agree with my opinions, her willingness to let an approximately 2,000 year old FAIRY TALE dictate her life, and make her decide that gay men and women can't marry the people they love... It's complete ludicrous!
Anyways, I was on Twitter, and I did a search to see what was being said about her. I found this post:
I was insulted to say the least. So I responded with two posts of my own:
And THIS was the response I got to those messages (read these from the bottom post up):
HOW FREAKIN' REDICULOUS IS THAT? WHAT AN UNINFORMED POOP! Also, notice that he didn't touch the question I asked him...
Oh! And I was told by a friend that this ass continued his rant, then acted paranoid. Here's what he said...
Doesn't sound very stable, especially after that last post, does he?
UPDATE:
AT this point in time, I'd also like to point out the hypocrisy that Ms. Prejean is representing in having lied to the pageant in her contract in which she lied about having taken any nude or semi-nude photos at any time in the past... Would a "good Christian girl" even be showing her body off like that, especially if she was 17 when the pictures were taken like she claimed? Or better yet, would a "good Christian girl" get breast implants?
On top of that, I've been on many different websites, which both show or don't show the pictures, and I've been reading the comments on them. It's amazing how those of us who believe that she should lose the crown are called derogatory names for our beliefs... Regardless of the fact that they're not based upon the comment she made in the pageant, but instead on her breaking her contract, which is available on the Fox News website HERE... Take a look at that, and then tell me if you think she broke her contract or not...
ALL PEOPLE ARE CREATED EQUAL!
It doesn't matter if you're gay, straight, transgendered, or anything else, everyone should have exactly equal rights, especially in the "good 'ole U S of A." Well, unfortunately, that isn't true... YET!
I have been closely following the disgraceful story of Carrie Prejean, the woman who apparently "represents" the state of California as Ms. California.
She's gotten more than her 15 minutes of fame already. In fact, I'd say it's time the tables turned on her hatred, and that of her loyal raving followers, who think she's the best thing since sliced bread.
I despise this woman, based upon her "Christian" morals alone. HOW is it okay for her to bash the rights of AMERICAN CITIZENS? They pay taxes, just like everyone (okay, mostly everyone) else, have jobs, help stimulate the economy... You get the gist of what I'm saying. To me, and many others who agree with my opinions, her willingness to let an approximately 2,000 year old FAIRY TALE dictate her life, and make her decide that gay men and women can't marry the people they love... It's complete ludicrous!
Anyways, I was on Twitter, and I did a search to see what was being said about her. I found this post:
I was insulted to say the least. So I responded with two posts of my own:
And THIS was the response I got to those messages (read these from the bottom post up):
HOW FREAKIN' REDICULOUS IS THAT? WHAT AN UNINFORMED POOP! Also, notice that he didn't touch the question I asked him...
Oh! And I was told by a friend that this ass continued his rant, then acted paranoid. Here's what he said...
Doesn't sound very stable, especially after that last post, does he?
UPDATE:
AT this point in time, I'd also like to point out the hypocrisy that Ms. Prejean is representing in having lied to the pageant in her contract in which she lied about having taken any nude or semi-nude photos at any time in the past... Would a "good Christian girl" even be showing her body off like that, especially if she was 17 when the pictures were taken like she claimed? Or better yet, would a "good Christian girl" get breast implants?
On top of that, I've been on many different websites, which both show or don't show the pictures, and I've been reading the comments on them. It's amazing how those of us who believe that she should lose the crown are called derogatory names for our beliefs... Regardless of the fact that they're not based upon the comment she made in the pageant, but instead on her breaking her contract, which is available on the Fox News website HERE... Take a look at that, and then tell me if you think she broke her contract or not...
Thursday, April 30, 2009
My Heart Broke A Little Yesterday
I'm going to start off by assuming that most people know what Republican Representative Virginia Foxx of North Carolina said on the floor yesterday. If you don't, then go HERE to get a brief idea of what happened.
Having heard this, I am forced to wonder: WHY do people continue to believe BS like this? It's horrendous and stupefying!
EDIT: When I'm not so upset by this, I'll try to post more.
Having heard this, I am forced to wonder: WHY do people continue to believe BS like this? It's horrendous and stupefying!
EDIT: When I'm not so upset by this, I'll try to post more.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
My Brilliant Idea
Ok, many people know that I'm a hardcore Kenyon Minion.
And for those of you who don't know what that means, I'll explain. A Kenyon Minion is a fan of the incredible Sherrilyn Kenyon, author of many series including the Dark-Hunter® Series, which is a preternatural series that deals with vampires, gods and goddesses, were-creatures, and all sorts of other stuff - I'd say more, but I'd give so much detail that you might just go insane! LOL
Anyways, I have a brilliant idea! As such a hardcore Minion, I am one of many who want a tv show or movies about my favorite characters, especially in this time, when vampires are so popular - See the awesome True Blood, the defunct Moonlight, and the highly overrated Twilight (random rant: Twilight is horrible and badly written! Get better stuff to read! Bella is a lame lead! The vampires in the series are even lamer!) end of random rant). As I was saying, it's time for the Dark-Hunters to get their own series, especially since the Anita Blake series is getting one now too.
So, my brilliant idea:
MINIONS, it's time to CAMPAIGN FOR A DARK-HUNTER SHOW! We have to show the industry what we want! My idea is to start a letter writing/email/etc. campaign to Seed Productions, which is owned by Hugh Jackman, Deborra-lee Furness, and John Palermo. As their last show failed miserably, what better way for them to get over it by producing a tv show with a pretty much guaranteed audience? Plus, in that set of three, we know that there's some serious talent! Hugh is, as I'm sure we all know, one of very few legitimate triple threats in the current entertainment industry. (Triple threat = singer, dancer, actor.) However, most people (read: Americans) don't know about his amazing wife, Deborra-lee Furness. She is another incredible actor, but she has also directed before (Deb wrote and directed a short film called Standing Room Only, which is available on DVD).
Now, knowing that the Dark-Hunter series is written by a woman, I think the best idea is to have a woman direct the show. I think a Minion campaign to get a Dark-Hunter show HAS to have it written into the movement that a woman direct the series, since it is my firm belief that a woman will be able to better grasp some of the more subtle nuances of the series. It is also my firm belief that Deborra-lee Furness is just the woman for the job.
Something needs to be done for the fans of Dark-Hunters! We, as much as any other group out there, DESERVE our brave heros like Acheron, Savitar, Zarek, Kyrian, Valerius, Vane, etc brought to life on the "small" screen. However, to get what we want, we have to reach for the dream first, by actively searching for a way to accomplish it.
Please join me if you want a Dark-Hunter tv series as much as I do!
And for those of you who don't know what that means, I'll explain. A Kenyon Minion is a fan of the incredible Sherrilyn Kenyon, author of many series including the Dark-Hunter® Series, which is a preternatural series that deals with vampires, gods and goddesses, were-creatures, and all sorts of other stuff - I'd say more, but I'd give so much detail that you might just go insane! LOL
Anyways, I have a brilliant idea! As such a hardcore Minion, I am one of many who want a tv show or movies about my favorite characters, especially in this time, when vampires are so popular - See the awesome True Blood, the defunct Moonlight, and the highly overrated Twilight (random rant: Twilight is horrible and badly written! Get better stuff to read! Bella is a lame lead! The vampires in the series are even lamer!) end of random rant). As I was saying, it's time for the Dark-Hunters to get their own series, especially since the Anita Blake series is getting one now too.
So, my brilliant idea:
MINIONS, it's time to CAMPAIGN FOR A DARK-HUNTER SHOW! We have to show the industry what we want! My idea is to start a letter writing/email/etc. campaign to Seed Productions, which is owned by Hugh Jackman, Deborra-lee Furness, and John Palermo. As their last show failed miserably, what better way for them to get over it by producing a tv show with a pretty much guaranteed audience? Plus, in that set of three, we know that there's some serious talent! Hugh is, as I'm sure we all know, one of very few legitimate triple threats in the current entertainment industry. (Triple threat = singer, dancer, actor.) However, most people (read: Americans) don't know about his amazing wife, Deborra-lee Furness. She is another incredible actor, but she has also directed before (Deb wrote and directed a short film called Standing Room Only, which is available on DVD).
Now, knowing that the Dark-Hunter series is written by a woman, I think the best idea is to have a woman direct the show. I think a Minion campaign to get a Dark-Hunter show HAS to have it written into the movement that a woman direct the series, since it is my firm belief that a woman will be able to better grasp some of the more subtle nuances of the series. It is also my firm belief that Deborra-lee Furness is just the woman for the job.
Something needs to be done for the fans of Dark-Hunters! We, as much as any other group out there, DESERVE our brave heros like Acheron, Savitar, Zarek, Kyrian, Valerius, Vane, etc brought to life on the "small" screen. However, to get what we want, we have to reach for the dream first, by actively searching for a way to accomplish it.
Please join me if you want a Dark-Hunter tv series as much as I do!
Weird Dream...
I had the weirdest dream earlier this morning... And I know it was morning because I was awake from 4am to approximately 5am. Then I got another hour and a half of sleep. My dream took place at that point in time...
In this dream, I was somehow in the White House under the current administration. I got down to an area that was outside, and hosted children's toys (like one of those plastic playhouses) in a fenced off area, and a couple of benches to sit on. I sat down, and was enjoying the peace when Sasha Obama came outside. We had a small conversation, and at the end of it, I requested a hug (I really like hugs and I think they're very therapeutic), which Sasha gave me. As she skipped back inside, two secret service agents came out. One was a very tall man, with a sort of shaggy haircut (and very dark hair), and the other a slender blonde woman of average height. They asked me questions about my future career and plans, and I remember responding about how I dreamed of being a professional writer, and that's all I've ever really wanted. As more and more questions were directed my way, all I remember is answering each honestly, and really trying hard to impress the man and woman interviewing me.
As the questions wrapped up the two agents sat down on the bench I was still sitting on (one on each side of me), and another woman (this one a brunette with bronze highlights) came out and asked more questions, but these sounded like they were for an interview! I'm not sure what the position was, but I recall her having a clipboard in her hands, writing comments about what I said, and flipping the pages of what looked like a resume.
Then, I noticed the dogs. There were two dogs, a large golden retriever or golden lab, and a VERY large mutt (after waking up, I honestly thought it was a demon dog). The golden retriever liked me instantly, and licked my hand several times as I petted his head. The other dog, however, was pretty evil. That dog growled at me and had to be restrained. I remember that I stood up as the dogs came near me, and I closed my eyes as the mutt growled at me. I felt no fear, but even as his razor sharp teeth dug into the first layer of my skin (he'd caught the top knuckle of my middle finger of my right hand, but only the top side, so my finger was not in his mouth), I stood still, eyes closed, and gently petted the top of his head.
I was still being interviewed as I dealt with the dogs, and while answering a question about how much I liked dealing with children, my alarm clock went off and I woke up.
Weirder still, I was sleeping on my side, which is something I never do, and I had the pillow I sleep with settled behind me as though it were another person in the bed. I swear I could feel very warm arms wrapped around me!
How odd is that dream and the aftermath?
In this dream, I was somehow in the White House under the current administration. I got down to an area that was outside, and hosted children's toys (like one of those plastic playhouses) in a fenced off area, and a couple of benches to sit on. I sat down, and was enjoying the peace when Sasha Obama came outside. We had a small conversation, and at the end of it, I requested a hug (I really like hugs and I think they're very therapeutic), which Sasha gave me. As she skipped back inside, two secret service agents came out. One was a very tall man, with a sort of shaggy haircut (and very dark hair), and the other a slender blonde woman of average height. They asked me questions about my future career and plans, and I remember responding about how I dreamed of being a professional writer, and that's all I've ever really wanted. As more and more questions were directed my way, all I remember is answering each honestly, and really trying hard to impress the man and woman interviewing me.
As the questions wrapped up the two agents sat down on the bench I was still sitting on (one on each side of me), and another woman (this one a brunette with bronze highlights) came out and asked more questions, but these sounded like they were for an interview! I'm not sure what the position was, but I recall her having a clipboard in her hands, writing comments about what I said, and flipping the pages of what looked like a resume.
Then, I noticed the dogs. There were two dogs, a large golden retriever or golden lab, and a VERY large mutt (after waking up, I honestly thought it was a demon dog). The golden retriever liked me instantly, and licked my hand several times as I petted his head. The other dog, however, was pretty evil. That dog growled at me and had to be restrained. I remember that I stood up as the dogs came near me, and I closed my eyes as the mutt growled at me. I felt no fear, but even as his razor sharp teeth dug into the first layer of my skin (he'd caught the top knuckle of my middle finger of my right hand, but only the top side, so my finger was not in his mouth), I stood still, eyes closed, and gently petted the top of his head.
I was still being interviewed as I dealt with the dogs, and while answering a question about how much I liked dealing with children, my alarm clock went off and I woke up.
Weirder still, I was sleeping on my side, which is something I never do, and I had the pillow I sleep with settled behind me as though it were another person in the bed. I swear I could feel very warm arms wrapped around me!
How odd is that dream and the aftermath?
Monday, April 20, 2009
Damn! When I'm Depressed, I'm Seriously Depressed!
Ok, first things first: I DO NOT currently feel at all like the post below. I just found this on my computer, and realized that I basically wrote two different things about the same incident, which is a few posts below this one - YES, the one about my being depressed over Hugh Jackman... The one called Realizations.
I was REALLY upset, and probably part of it was because I was punchy. I typed up a rough draft, then saved and ignored it. The below text is what I originally wrote about that incident.
Also, please note that this is out of date, as tomorrow HJ will be in Los Angeles, getting his star on the Walk of Fame (it's open to the public, and I can't even freakin' go - Damned school!) He hasn't been in Australia for quite a while now.
Again: DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME! I'M FINE! I'M HAPPY! THIS IS OLD!
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I think I have sufficiently broken down enough to write something.
Realization's a bitch. Yes, a large cliché, but still the truth. When I woke up yesterday, I was still the same shallow dreamer as pretty much every other person on the planet. I still dreamed of meeting my celebrity idols, and having them respect me as much as I respect and admire them.
I was wrong. Simple as that. No celebrity gives a fuck, especially since they have their own lives to lead, regardless of how many fans they have or how much success those fans bring them.
I think I really realized this when I was on Twitter earlier. Hugh Jackman is my favorite actor, and I check his Twitter several times a day. The latest thing he posted was a picture of himself and a fan who had created his own set of Wolverine claws. I know that he's currently in Australia, promoting the hell out of Wolverine, but somehow, just looking at that picture, I realized that the fantasy was broken.
I knew as I tormented myself by staring for long minutes at that picture that I would NEVER be that fan, smiling and happy in the picture with a celebrity that I idolize. I'm just one of the millions, deceiving myself into believing that I COULD be that person. Doesn't mean it's ever gonna happen, but that's exactly what delusions are.
I think many of my favorite book characters have it right: Life's a bitch and then you die.
I was REALLY upset, and probably part of it was because I was punchy. I typed up a rough draft, then saved and ignored it. The below text is what I originally wrote about that incident.
Also, please note that this is out of date, as tomorrow HJ will be in Los Angeles, getting his star on the Walk of Fame (it's open to the public, and I can't even freakin' go - Damned school!) He hasn't been in Australia for quite a while now.
Again: DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME! I'M FINE! I'M HAPPY! THIS IS OLD!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I think I have sufficiently broken down enough to write something.
Realization's a bitch. Yes, a large cliché, but still the truth. When I woke up yesterday, I was still the same shallow dreamer as pretty much every other person on the planet. I still dreamed of meeting my celebrity idols, and having them respect me as much as I respect and admire them.
I was wrong. Simple as that. No celebrity gives a fuck, especially since they have their own lives to lead, regardless of how many fans they have or how much success those fans bring them.
I think I really realized this when I was on Twitter earlier. Hugh Jackman is my favorite actor, and I check his Twitter several times a day. The latest thing he posted was a picture of himself and a fan who had created his own set of Wolverine claws. I know that he's currently in Australia, promoting the hell out of Wolverine, but somehow, just looking at that picture, I realized that the fantasy was broken.
I knew as I tormented myself by staring for long minutes at that picture that I would NEVER be that fan, smiling and happy in the picture with a celebrity that I idolize. I'm just one of the millions, deceiving myself into believing that I COULD be that person. Doesn't mean it's ever gonna happen, but that's exactly what delusions are.
I think many of my favorite book characters have it right: Life's a bitch and then you die.
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