Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Don't read this if you didn't see LOST on 4/29

Dear LOST,
You already killed off my Charlie, remember that? Then you killed Charlotte, my favorite man's only chance at love, remember that? Now you kill off MY FAVORITE CHARACTER!!! Are you kidding me? Do you enjoy killing my soul? Do you take pleasure from causing me to mentally cuss, coming just short of dropping some vile language in the presence of my parents? Do you? Huh?
I go for weeks and weeks of wondering, "Where's Daniel? What happened to my Faraday? I miss my Danny boy." And then, I get so happy because, ta da, Daniel Faraday is back! Yay!
And then what do you do? You have his own mother shoot him in the back! The back! His horrendous mother, sent him to the stupid island to shoot him in the back! And she knew she would do it! Because she'd already done it! Are you kidding me????
Also, please stop having my favorite characters die absolutely stupid deaths! He walks into a group holding a gun and doesn't expect someone, anyone to try to take him down? That's just idiotic. And his idiocy killed him.

If I hadn't invested 5 years into following this show tonight would have been my last show, but it's like I can't quit now and for that I hate you.

Same time next week? Yeah, I thought so.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Two awesome things

Dear friend,
I actually left the house intending to purchase something and ended up coming home with something. I can't remember the last time that happened. It probably was because this time the "something" was specific. It was Freakazoid season 2!
My brother bought me Freakazoid season 1 for my birthday, and the second season came out yesterday. This is the season with my best remembered episodes, such as the one with Norm Abrams, Dexter's date with Steff (and the amazing and mind blowing dance number with the Lobe), and a few others I won't describe just now. It's hilarious in the most ridiculous way, and so much fun.
I also bought Rhythm Heaven today. I had heard nothing but good things about this game. I heard it compared favorably to Elite Beat Agents, which I love, so I decided to give it a go. I love it! I, despite having lack-luster rhythm, love rhythm games. This game is challenging and fun. If you come and visit me, ask to play it, I think you'll like it, ok? Ok, cool.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Facebook, blogger, livejournal, DeviantArt, message boards.... highly overrated

Dear Friend,
I did something amazingly therapeutic last night. I wrote in my pen and paper journal. I've sadly neglected that thing for far too long. I've gotten so caught up in writing things online. My writing changed from "this is what I think" into "I wonder what people will think of what I think?"
That has caused something of a strange blow to my self-esteem. I think I'll try writing just for me in the book more often. I don't know if that will cause my blogging to be more infrequent or not. I suppose it doesn't matter if it does, does it?
Love ya'll!

Sunday, April 12, 2009

I don't actually like Fred Astaire, mind you

Dear Friend,
It's Easter, and of course as far as television goes that means the usual movies. With TCM that includes Easter Parade with Fred Astaire, Judy Garland, and lots of songs for who knows what reason. I've yet to find a point to this movie (I said "point", not "plot" because the plot is quite clear. Fred's character is dropped by his dancing partner and he says he can take anyone and make her into just as good a dancer as his ex-partner, if not better) yet I watch it every few years. The weird thing is, I don't like Fred Astaire. Yeah, the man could dance, but I didn't like his singing or talking voice, and somehow he annoys me.
The man, however, could also play the drums. I've always been fascinated by drummers. I can play (or fake my way through) a few instruments, but they each only involve mostly my hands. Drums need hands and feet, all hitting a rhythm at different points. I can only keep a beat with extreme concentration. I admire drummers.
As such, I enjoy the dance number "Drum Crazy" in Easter Parade. I'm putting it here, so you can enjoy it, too.



(If you're reading this in Facebook and can't see the video, it should be on my wall)

Thursday, April 09, 2009

How has no one heard of him?

Dear Friend,
(This could be a long story, but I think it's worth reading, so, please, stick with me here.)

I've gotten a new "mania" and his name is Albert Campion. You've probably never heard of him. It's a pity, too. Somehow, despite the obsession with adapting mystery novels into TV shows or movies there's only been one series (two seasons long) with Campion in them. Agatha Christie is done to stinkin' death, but I'd never heard of Margery Allingham until I went nuts over Peter Davison. It all started with the TV series All Creatures Great and Small. I loved the books, and when I saw the show on DVD at the library I picked it up to try it. I liked it, just not as much as my parents, and the one week check out period quickly burned me out on watching it. I liked the characters, Christopher Timothy as James Herriot, Robert Hardy as Siegfried Farnon, and Peter Davison as Tristan Farnon. It was cute, but not that cute.

Frankly, the story would probably have ended here if it hadn't been for the move to Virginia. My family was stuck in an RV for months and we had no friends to visit and no cable to watch. Thankfully, Barnes and Noble had their usual "Buy two get one free" sale just about the time that we couldn't take watching two static filled channels anymore. Normally, I wouldn't look at B&N's DVD selection twice, since their so expensive, but this was appealing. Their shelves are filled with British television, and if there is one thing I love, it's British television! We could only find the first two seasons of ACGAS, but it was enough to get me to pay more attention.

Shortly after that we signed up for Netflix, and got the rest of the series. Looking around Netflix and typing in actors names to see what else they were in brought to my attention, Peter Davison was Dr. Who! I knew very little about Dr. Who, but I knew that was interesting if not impressive. One day, I was watching one of my many "British talkies" as my Dad calls them, and saw a preview for Campion. My Mom and I pointed at the TV and said in unison, "That's Tristan!" I hopped on over to Netflix and put the two seasons in my queue.

I also put the "Last Detective" series on, and love those, too, but I'm not crazy about them. I just mention it because for awhile there, Netflix told me, "You seem to like Peter Davison, why not try... (various Dr. Who discs)" whish I found amusing.

I just want to know why Campion isn't more popular! I realize that not too many fictional detectives achieve rock star status, but if I say Sherlock Holmes and Watson, you know who I'm talking about. You probably know who Hercule Poirot is, too. You may even know Lord Peter Whimsey! But I have yet to find anyone who knows Campion.
I can't even find the books! I went to the used book store that has a huge mystery section that practically smacks you in the face as you enter the front door, but no Campion. (Most mystery sections seem to start and end with "C" for Christie. Such a sad state of affairs.)

How has this happened? Shall I start a campaign for Campion? The world needs more owlish glasses and "people" who would write like this "The main thing to remember in autobiography, I have always thought, is not to let any damned modesty creep in to spoil the story. This adventure is mine, Albert Campion’s, and I am fairly certain that I was pretty near brilliant in it . .." about themselves.

We need more of him, I think, on TV.

"‘His name is Albert Campion,’ she said. ‘He came down in Anne Edgeware’s car, and the first thing he did when he was introduced to me was to show me a conjuring trick with a two-headed penny—he’s quite inoffensive, just a silly ass.’

Abbershaw nodded and stared covertly at the fresh-faced young man with the tow-coloured hair and the foolish, pale-blue eyes behind tortoiseshell—rimmed spectacles, and wondered where he had seen him before."


He doesn't even have a Facebook or Livejournal group, that's just wrong.

Edited to add:
After about an hour searching Youtube this is all I found that had Campion in it... sigh.

Sunday, April 05, 2009

I've got young ears!

Train Horns

Created by Train Horns



The test said that typically only people younger than 25 can hear it. It's a terrible sound, though, so I'm not so sure I'm pleased to hear it. Can you?

Saturday, April 04, 2009

I made something!

Dear Friend,
You know that song, Anything you can do I can do better? My version of it wouldn't say "better," it would probably just stop at the second "do."

I've looked at lots and lots of art and craft sites and things. For years, really. I've seen all these that other people make, draw, sew, knit, crochet, etc. etc. and just marvel at them.

My parents raised me to have this "I can do that!" attitude, or at least an "I can learn to do that!" attitude. (However, some quirk in my personality causes me to shrink back from asking anyone to teach me to do something. This leaves me trying to teach myself to do stuff.)

I improvised a doll today. I've been meaning to try my hand at making dolls and stuffed animals for about a year. Today, I took the plunge, drew an outline, steamed and pinned some fabric, took scissors to it, threw it on the sewing machine, poured plastic pellets into it, and hand sewed it shut. I completed a project in a few hours. That is what I'm most proud of. I finished something. The same day I started.

Yes, his head is lumpy, yes his neck won't support the weight of his head, yes he has no face. None of that matters, I made him. And right now, he smells like Bath and Body Works Warm Milk and Honey pillow spray.

I can't find my camera at the mo', but when I do, You'll see pictures.

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

Weird idea

Dear Friend,
I was out shopping today, grocery shopping and the like, and caught a reflection of myself in one of the freezer case doors. I realized that my pants would make a perfect start to a Yakko costume! They're wide-leg khakis that require me to not only wear a belt to keep them up, but also require high heel shoes to keep them from dragging on the ground. I figure all I need is a black shirt and some white gloves. Can't be too hard to find, right? And if I really want to go for it, I could make some ears.
It might be awesome!
Should I do it?