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tinhuvielartanisIt's been decreed. I'm going to write at least 500 words a day on The Blood Crown for the month of June. Sort of a NaNoWriMo, but different. This is in addition to finishing the J-fic "To Whom It May Concern." So those here for the J-fics, don't get your panties in a wad. Hold on to your butts, I'm slow but sure, I promise.
I admire the folks on my list who blog for charity. If I could find a charity worthy of my rampant blogging, I'd do it in an instant. But human charities leave me cold for obvious reasons and that's why I leave such things in more capable hands. I don't think it'd..."appropriate"....for me to be writing every hour on the hour about how much I hate people and then ask for folks to donate to a charity that helps...people. Kinda hypocritic. So here's to you, people charity bloggers! It's Miller Time!
This laptop cooler thing is really working. The lappy is as cool as it was when I first turned it on. I think this is the key to our Magic Jack success.
Of all the movies out there, The Taking of Pelham 1 2 3 is the one drawing my attention at the mo. I'm not big on Denzel Washington (too goody-goody) nor John Travolta (I was around during his 'Welcome Back Kotter' days waaaay before Pulp Fiction, which kinda redeemed him, but not all the way), but the movie just looks good. I love suspense flicks, especially when one mastermind villain is pitted against a regular Joe (not the plumber...). Am I too hard on actors? I mean, here I am being all picky about Denzel Washington and John Travolta only a few days after reaming Christian Bale. Should I just turn a blind eye and enjoy the show? I wish I could, but it's not in me. When I look at John Travolta, I see Vinnie Barbarino, and I saw enough of him back in the 70s. Yeah, I wasn't much of a kid. I was a smaller version of myself with a much smaller vocabulary. It should be of note that I'm just as loyal to the actors I do like, like Linus Roache. I sort of fell away from the original Law & Order, but I'll watch it now because Linus is in it. Herbert Lom is another. The man could do no wrong while he was still acting. Sharon Stone won my eternal love and devotion when I saw her kick the shit out of Ahhhnold in Total Recall. There are exceptions. Ahhhnold, for instance. I don't like him, but I love many of his movies. Total Recall is in my top ten favourites of all time. I'm rambling, aren't I? All I really wanted to say is that I think I'd like to see The Taking of Pelham 1 2 3.
Just a minute ago, I felt the most incredibly painful sting on my arm. Looking down, I spied a fire ant. I picked it up whilst outside feeding the cats. This sucks. Tomorrow, I get to mow the grass and then put environmentally unfriendly fire ant killer on the mounds. But mowing the grass is gonna be tricky because the ants have formed attack battalions and are already well-organised, which means I'll have to run, screaming, as I push the mower at turbo speed, hoping that I out-trot the armies of killer fire ants hot on my pathetic heels. And people wonder why I call this place the Armpit of Hell. Wonder no more!
It looks to be a bit of a sleepless night tonight. Already almost 10 PM and still no sign of sleepiness. The body is weary, but the mind just rolls on. Goddess help me! If I have Fatal Familial Insomnia, I'm going to jump off a big tall building.
Betty White is Goddess incarnate, isn't she?
I admire the folks on my list who blog for charity. If I could find a charity worthy of my rampant blogging, I'd do it in an instant. But human charities leave me cold for obvious reasons and that's why I leave such things in more capable hands. I don't think it'd..."appropriate"....for me to be writing every hour on the hour about how much I hate people and then ask for folks to donate to a charity that helps...people. Kinda hypocritic. So here's to you, people charity bloggers! It's Miller Time!
This laptop cooler thing is really working. The lappy is as cool as it was when I first turned it on. I think this is the key to our Magic Jack success.
Of all the movies out there, The Taking of Pelham 1 2 3 is the one drawing my attention at the mo. I'm not big on Denzel Washington (too goody-goody) nor John Travolta (I was around during his 'Welcome Back Kotter' days waaaay before Pulp Fiction, which kinda redeemed him, but not all the way), but the movie just looks good. I love suspense flicks, especially when one mastermind villain is pitted against a regular Joe (not the plumber...). Am I too hard on actors? I mean, here I am being all picky about Denzel Washington and John Travolta only a few days after reaming Christian Bale. Should I just turn a blind eye and enjoy the show? I wish I could, but it's not in me. When I look at John Travolta, I see Vinnie Barbarino, and I saw enough of him back in the 70s. Yeah, I wasn't much of a kid. I was a smaller version of myself with a much smaller vocabulary. It should be of note that I'm just as loyal to the actors I do like, like Linus Roache. I sort of fell away from the original Law & Order, but I'll watch it now because Linus is in it. Herbert Lom is another. The man could do no wrong while he was still acting. Sharon Stone won my eternal love and devotion when I saw her kick the shit out of Ahhhnold in Total Recall. There are exceptions. Ahhhnold, for instance. I don't like him, but I love many of his movies. Total Recall is in my top ten favourites of all time. I'm rambling, aren't I? All I really wanted to say is that I think I'd like to see The Taking of Pelham 1 2 3.
Just a minute ago, I felt the most incredibly painful sting on my arm. Looking down, I spied a fire ant. I picked it up whilst outside feeding the cats. This sucks. Tomorrow, I get to mow the grass and then put environmentally unfriendly fire ant killer on the mounds. But mowing the grass is gonna be tricky because the ants have formed attack battalions and are already well-organised, which means I'll have to run, screaming, as I push the mower at turbo speed, hoping that I out-trot the armies of killer fire ants hot on my pathetic heels. And people wonder why I call this place the Armpit of Hell. Wonder no more!
It looks to be a bit of a sleepless night tonight. Already almost 10 PM and still no sign of sleepiness. The body is weary, but the mind just rolls on. Goddess help me! If I have Fatal Familial Insomnia, I'm going to jump off a big tall building.
Betty White is Goddess incarnate, isn't she?
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