I'm helping my parents in the newest diy home improvement project: Refinishing the kitchen cabinets. I'm pretty accustomed to diy stuff, (especially painting, which is a big part of this new project). When we moved into this house I took over the removal of the (hideous, awful, atrocious, evil) wallpaper (from hell) in the master bathroom. In the various times that we've helped friends decorate their homes, I've been my Mummy's assistant decorator, measurement taker, wallpaper remover and ladder climber.
Today's activities got off to a late start, so all we could do was empty the pantry, remove that doors and shelves and finally remove the hardware from the doors. I'm pretty sure that if you give me a screwdriver I can disassemble anything.
We've got a lot of cabinets; upper, lower, island, pantry and wet bar. This will be a long project. I'm kind of looking forward to it.
It never fails that if I think to myself, "Ok, time to cut back on the sugar, stop drinking soda, and maybe loose a few pounds." my mother will buy a boat load of cookies and candy. She'll also load up the fridge with vanilla coke. I'd decided I wanted to drop five pounds, and we've got a fridge filled with sprite and vanilla coke, two types of oreos, cupcakes, inside out junior mints and hagen-dasz ice cream. Maybe I should try to gain five pounds instead. I never mention that I want to eat less sugar, since that would be, you know, too easy. And as the only person in the house who (usually) eats sweets, I fell slightly obligated to consume these goods. Besides, if it's freshly baked, you can't save it for too long before it goes bad, you know? *sigh*
I crossed our entire kitchen to hear the Mr. Opportunity radio commercial. I also left my dad looking confused the other night while we watched tv and Mr. O came on and I got really happy. My Dad just looked at me like I'd lost my mind. My Mom just said, "Rob Paulsen" and that was enough explanation for him, apparently. Really, he ought to have figured that out on his own. =)
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Monday, July 27, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
A lonely dreamer
Dear friend,
I had a Top Gear dream. Yeah, weird, I know. What happened in this dream was I found myself in a very large arena or something like that, which was beginning to be filled with people who were going to attend some function. I was there alone, and simply sat in an empty area and people watched. The place was very, very grey. It was rather industrial looking, wide and shallow. The seating was rather like very steep bleachers, but you couldn't see under the seats. As more people filter in, I look to my right and see Jeremy Clarkson, James May, Richard Hammond and the Stig. I immediately abandon my seat and walk over to them. I walk past Jeremy, because apparently even in my dreams I dislike the man, and I also bypass the Stig, though I don't know that I'd do that in real life. James May had just walked off to talk to someone else so I stopped in front of Richard Hammond. He, unfortunately, was talking to someone else, and I stood awkwardly nearby waiting for my chance. (I hate when I act in dreams the way I would in life, I hate standing nearby awkwardly, and if my brain is making up the scenario I'd prefer if I didn't do that) As soon as he saw me, Richard said hello, in a tone that was mildly surprised and annoyed at the same time. He still offered to shake my hand, though, and smiled at me. At this point in the dream I realized that I was taller than Richard Hammond. Now, I know the man is small, but I my subconscious must really think he's itty-bitty. I've been trying to find his height at a few sites today, but haven't found it yet. On with the dream, though, I don't remember my small talk with Richard, because I was so distracted by how small he was, but when we finished talking James walked back and shook my hand, too. James seemed tall, and poorly dressed, which is exactly what I expect him to be in real life.
One thing this dream made me realize is that I expect people who meet me to be rather annoyed at my presence. I go through phases like this, and they almost always result in dreams where I meet people and they don't give two figs about me. This brings me to the lonely part of my entry title. I miss making friends. I've lived here in VA long enough that I ought to have a local friend, but I don't. Maybe if I could have found a church I could have made friends, but I just haven't made that connection.
I probably shouldn't have made a deviant art account yesterday. In the mood I'm in, I'll end up turning into a "Love me, love my art, be my FRIEND!!!!" monster, but I'll refrain. *sigh*
I'll stop being so emo now.
OK I love you bye-bye!
P.S. Today's my cat Zoe's 6TH birthday, and tomorrow is Rob Paulsen's 53RD birthday. Sing the birthday song now!
I had a Top Gear dream. Yeah, weird, I know. What happened in this dream was I found myself in a very large arena or something like that, which was beginning to be filled with people who were going to attend some function. I was there alone, and simply sat in an empty area and people watched. The place was very, very grey. It was rather industrial looking, wide and shallow. The seating was rather like very steep bleachers, but you couldn't see under the seats. As more people filter in, I look to my right and see Jeremy Clarkson, James May, Richard Hammond and the Stig. I immediately abandon my seat and walk over to them. I walk past Jeremy, because apparently even in my dreams I dislike the man, and I also bypass the Stig, though I don't know that I'd do that in real life. James May had just walked off to talk to someone else so I stopped in front of Richard Hammond. He, unfortunately, was talking to someone else, and I stood awkwardly nearby waiting for my chance. (I hate when I act in dreams the way I would in life, I hate standing nearby awkwardly, and if my brain is making up the scenario I'd prefer if I didn't do that) As soon as he saw me, Richard said hello, in a tone that was mildly surprised and annoyed at the same time. He still offered to shake my hand, though, and smiled at me. At this point in the dream I realized that I was taller than Richard Hammond. Now, I know the man is small, but I my subconscious must really think he's itty-bitty. I've been trying to find his height at a few sites today, but haven't found it yet. On with the dream, though, I don't remember my small talk with Richard, because I was so distracted by how small he was, but when we finished talking James walked back and shook my hand, too. James seemed tall, and poorly dressed, which is exactly what I expect him to be in real life.
One thing this dream made me realize is that I expect people who meet me to be rather annoyed at my presence. I go through phases like this, and they almost always result in dreams where I meet people and they don't give two figs about me. This brings me to the lonely part of my entry title. I miss making friends. I've lived here in VA long enough that I ought to have a local friend, but I don't. Maybe if I could have found a church I could have made friends, but I just haven't made that connection.
I probably shouldn't have made a deviant art account yesterday. In the mood I'm in, I'll end up turning into a "Love me, love my art, be my FRIEND!!!!" monster, but I'll refrain. *sigh*
I'll stop being so emo now.
OK I love you bye-bye!
P.S. Today's my cat Zoe's 6TH birthday, and tomorrow is Rob Paulsen's 53RD birthday. Sing the birthday song now!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
I can't believe it happened again!
Dear friend,
I've just had a birthday and so I'm due for an introspective and retrospective spell. Well, you know what, I'm skipping it this year. I'm tired of looking back at who I was and worrying about who I will be. I do it every blessed year, and I refuse this time. So I've changed, so what! So have you, and everyone else around us. If you don't change in the course of a lifetime why bother living it?
Doesn't seem to matter anyway, I once again was charged the ages 9-12 price at Golden Corral today. Granted, the cashier thought I was 16 or so, and was being generous to my family, but for goodness sake I'm TWENTY-SOMETHING! I eat about as much as your average 12 year old, so I didn't make a fuss.
You know, I really do eat in child sized portions, but I'm a good, healthy (by that I mean not stick thin and not tubby fat) weight. It's all very weird, really. I wear size 8 at Old Navy to give you an idea of my size.
My wonderful brother got me the Freakazoid DVD set, and I'm making them last by watching only one episode a day. So far I've only watched 2. Wait for a boring day, I'll watch all the rest anyway. I watched 5 seasons of Gilmore Girls in less than the time it took ABCFamily to air season 2. I power through DVD sets most of the time.
I made a livejournal, finally. It has the most predictable name for me, so if you're interested in the one post I made there, look me up. I don't know what I'll do with the thing since I'm quite satisfied with my darling blog here. I've considered putting all the nonsense I'm loathe to write here; such as which celebrity guy I'm currently "luving" or random thoughts like "Is Des and Penny's son named Charles Pace Widmore Hume? What a long name for such a small child." or stuff like that. (Aside, spell check tells me Widmore isn't a word, but Hume is, weird.) We'll see if it lasts.
My fanaticism for Rob Paulsen has died down, slightly. I'll never stop luvin' that guy, but I'm no longer watching something involving him or searching him on You Tube everyday. I guess I'm too caught up in LOST right now. I luv Faraday so much. I love that he loves Charlotte, and that he's taking a sort of leading role in what's left of the survivors. By the way, is Sawyer the last living survivor on the island? I think everyone else from 815 that isn't an Other or aspiring to be is dead. Poor Sawyer.
I watched an episode of Top Gear that had two of the dragons (Theo and Peter, both completely rich and partly awesome) from Dragon's Den on and then compounded the awesomeness by giving me Richard Hammond on a gorgeous horse! Richard looked way too small to ride that horse, but still, it was a beautiful hunter. I luv Richard, too; if I didn't like him so much I'm not sure I'd watch that show. Yeah, the guys are all funny, but it's a car show. Most of the things they say about cars sound like "blah, blah, blah, engine, blah , blah, horsepower, blah." by the time my brain processes it. But then they do stupid things like light campers on fire, and drive old cars across Africa and make their own stretch limos and I laugh and laugh and laugh.
I guess I've rambled enough. Stay beautiful, you lovely people!
I've just had a birthday and so I'm due for an introspective and retrospective spell. Well, you know what, I'm skipping it this year. I'm tired of looking back at who I was and worrying about who I will be. I do it every blessed year, and I refuse this time. So I've changed, so what! So have you, and everyone else around us. If you don't change in the course of a lifetime why bother living it?
Doesn't seem to matter anyway, I once again was charged the ages 9-12 price at Golden Corral today. Granted, the cashier thought I was 16 or so, and was being generous to my family, but for goodness sake I'm TWENTY-SOMETHING! I eat about as much as your average 12 year old, so I didn't make a fuss.
You know, I really do eat in child sized portions, but I'm a good, healthy (by that I mean not stick thin and not tubby fat) weight. It's all very weird, really. I wear size 8 at Old Navy to give you an idea of my size.
My wonderful brother got me the Freakazoid DVD set, and I'm making them last by watching only one episode a day. So far I've only watched 2. Wait for a boring day, I'll watch all the rest anyway. I watched 5 seasons of Gilmore Girls in less than the time it took ABCFamily to air season 2. I power through DVD sets most of the time.
I made a livejournal, finally. It has the most predictable name for me, so if you're interested in the one post I made there, look me up. I don't know what I'll do with the thing since I'm quite satisfied with my darling blog here. I've considered putting all the nonsense I'm loathe to write here; such as which celebrity guy I'm currently "luving" or random thoughts like "Is Des and Penny's son named Charles Pace Widmore Hume? What a long name for such a small child." or stuff like that. (Aside, spell check tells me Widmore isn't a word, but Hume is, weird.) We'll see if it lasts.
My fanaticism for Rob Paulsen has died down, slightly. I'll never stop luvin' that guy, but I'm no longer watching something involving him or searching him on You Tube everyday. I guess I'm too caught up in LOST right now. I luv Faraday so much. I love that he loves Charlotte, and that he's taking a sort of leading role in what's left of the survivors. By the way, is Sawyer the last living survivor on the island? I think everyone else from 815 that isn't an Other or aspiring to be is dead. Poor Sawyer.
I watched an episode of Top Gear that had two of the dragons (Theo and Peter, both completely rich and partly awesome) from Dragon's Den on and then compounded the awesomeness by giving me Richard Hammond on a gorgeous horse! Richard looked way too small to ride that horse, but still, it was a beautiful hunter. I luv Richard, too; if I didn't like him so much I'm not sure I'd watch that show. Yeah, the guys are all funny, but it's a car show. Most of the things they say about cars sound like "blah, blah, blah, engine, blah , blah, horsepower, blah." by the time my brain processes it. But then they do stupid things like light campers on fire, and drive old cars across Africa and make their own stretch limos and I laugh and laugh and laugh.
I guess I've rambled enough. Stay beautiful, you lovely people!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Issues
Dear Friend,
I've been just shy of posting something self-pitying on almost every site, forum, board I am signed onto this past week. I don't know, life just seemed so unreasonably empty. I was dealing with personal issues in my head, and then people in my life decided to tell me the problems they had with me on top of it. The fact that I had been attempting to fix that myself didn't help the fact that it was out of left field to hear about it. I have two ways of dealing with this sort of thing: get really angry or cry. As usual, I cried. I was on the verge of tears for two days.
I'm over it.
I do still have one issue I am dealing with. I have finally restored my "trust" in Victoria (which, by the way, is what I named my computer. Yeah, she has a name now) but the internet isn't being very obliging. Before I had the stressful experience of needing to restore everything on my laptop due to a virus I used to spend hours online. I now don't needlessly stress about viruses, but the internet isn't as entertaining as I used to think it was. Seriously, Facebook, blogs, DeviantArt, message boards, Youtube, and even shopping has been so dull this time around.
Yeah, I guess I'm just asking too much.
I have found a new activity. I've discovered a character I can draw. He's a cat. I can tell from these drawings what his personality is like, but I haven't named him yet. Pretty soon I'll learn how to use the scanner and put up a picture of him on here. Maybe DevArt, but I doubt that one. He has just a little ball of a tail. The funniest thing is I know what his voice sounds like. Yeah, cats don't talk, but he's a cartoon cat. In a move that's quite typical of me, he sounds like a Rob Paulsen voice. I, however, can't think of a character Rob has done in this voice that I'm thinking of. Hmm, the research would involve lots of cartoon watching, poor me. I was being sarcastic, if you couldn't tell. Maybe I'll do a comic strip involving him in my spare time. Then again, maybe one day I'll forget all about him. I wonder if I should call him Max. Hmm, no that's not quite him.
I've been just shy of posting something self-pitying on almost every site, forum, board I am signed onto this past week. I don't know, life just seemed so unreasonably empty. I was dealing with personal issues in my head, and then people in my life decided to tell me the problems they had with me on top of it. The fact that I had been attempting to fix that myself didn't help the fact that it was out of left field to hear about it. I have two ways of dealing with this sort of thing: get really angry or cry. As usual, I cried. I was on the verge of tears for two days.
I'm over it.
I do still have one issue I am dealing with. I have finally restored my "trust" in Victoria (which, by the way, is what I named my computer. Yeah, she has a name now) but the internet isn't being very obliging. Before I had the stressful experience of needing to restore everything on my laptop due to a virus I used to spend hours online. I now don't needlessly stress about viruses, but the internet isn't as entertaining as I used to think it was. Seriously, Facebook, blogs, DeviantArt, message boards, Youtube, and even shopping has been so dull this time around.
Yeah, I guess I'm just asking too much.
I have found a new activity. I've discovered a character I can draw. He's a cat. I can tell from these drawings what his personality is like, but I haven't named him yet. Pretty soon I'll learn how to use the scanner and put up a picture of him on here. Maybe DevArt, but I doubt that one. He has just a little ball of a tail. The funniest thing is I know what his voice sounds like. Yeah, cats don't talk, but he's a cartoon cat. In a move that's quite typical of me, he sounds like a Rob Paulsen voice. I, however, can't think of a character Rob has done in this voice that I'm thinking of. Hmm, the research would involve lots of cartoon watching, poor me. I was being sarcastic, if you couldn't tell. Maybe I'll do a comic strip involving him in my spare time. Then again, maybe one day I'll forget all about him. I wonder if I should call him Max. Hmm, no that's not quite him.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
I don't obsess, I think intensely
Dear Friend,
Depending on your view of my... how shall I phrase it?... appreciation of a certain actor named Rob Paulsen my next statement could be awesome or sad. I found a Rob Paulsen fan forum! Yay, right? Hey, look at it this way, next time I talk to you I may already have worked the Rob talk out of my system.
Anyway, yeah, I found it through a new friend who had a Rob video on YouTube. I can't tell yet if this is increasing my mania or helping to burn some of my "hobby energy." (Yes, I call it hobby energy, because it's entirely separate from my "real life energy.")
To continue on this subject, I finally saw Three Musketeers with Mickey, Donald and Goofy, where Rob was the Troubadour Turtle. I found it all adorable. I love turtles (in cartoon form, anyway) I love cartoons adding lyrics to well known classic songs, I love goofy, phony french accents, and I love Rob's singing. OK, that's all the things I loved about Rob's character, but I enjoyed the story, too. It is a fairly recent Disney cartoon, but it was still cute. You know, as much as I enjoy Tress McNeile ( I fear I forgot how to spell her name, bad me, I'm a bad fan) I don't like her as Daisy Duck.
LOST is coming back, and I'm looking forward to it. I wasn't this enthusiastic for the 4Th season, since the 3rd season had kind of left me cold, but 4 blew me away. I hope that the show continues in it's awesome-ness like it did last year. I just really hope that Daniel can get back to the island, since being stranded in the middle of the ocean in a raft can't be fun, and I want to see him with Charlotte again. I am spoiler-free, so I don't have a clue what's coming up. In fact, I haven't read any of the messages on the LOST mailing list I belong to for the past month.
Remember when I wrote about my Computer's death? Apparently, I haven't been the only person to suffer from this particular virus/trojan garbage. I also am not the first to "catch" it from Deviant Art. I need, desperately, to figure out what sort of Virus protection to use. I think that this time I have it under control, but I wish I could get a professional to look at my laptop. If you've got a way to contact me, and you know any good programs, feel free to advise. I'll listen.
Depending on your view of my... how shall I phrase it?... appreciation of a certain actor named Rob Paulsen my next statement could be awesome or sad. I found a Rob Paulsen fan forum! Yay, right? Hey, look at it this way, next time I talk to you I may already have worked the Rob talk out of my system.
Anyway, yeah, I found it through a new friend who had a Rob video on YouTube. I can't tell yet if this is increasing my mania or helping to burn some of my "hobby energy." (Yes, I call it hobby energy, because it's entirely separate from my "real life energy.")
To continue on this subject, I finally saw Three Musketeers with Mickey, Donald and Goofy, where Rob was the Troubadour Turtle. I found it all adorable. I love turtles (in cartoon form, anyway) I love cartoons adding lyrics to well known classic songs, I love goofy, phony french accents, and I love Rob's singing. OK, that's all the things I loved about Rob's character, but I enjoyed the story, too. It is a fairly recent Disney cartoon, but it was still cute. You know, as much as I enjoy Tress McNeile ( I fear I forgot how to spell her name, bad me, I'm a bad fan) I don't like her as Daisy Duck.
LOST is coming back, and I'm looking forward to it. I wasn't this enthusiastic for the 4Th season, since the 3rd season had kind of left me cold, but 4 blew me away. I hope that the show continues in it's awesome-ness like it did last year. I just really hope that Daniel can get back to the island, since being stranded in the middle of the ocean in a raft can't be fun, and I want to see him with Charlotte again. I am spoiler-free, so I don't have a clue what's coming up. In fact, I haven't read any of the messages on the LOST mailing list I belong to for the past month.
Remember when I wrote about my Computer's death? Apparently, I haven't been the only person to suffer from this particular virus/trojan garbage. I also am not the first to "catch" it from Deviant Art. I need, desperately, to figure out what sort of Virus protection to use. I think that this time I have it under control, but I wish I could get a professional to look at my laptop. If you've got a way to contact me, and you know any good programs, feel free to advise. I'll listen.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
If you like Batman, and don't hate animation, I've got a film for ya!
Dear Friend,
I just finished watching, for the second time in a day, "Batman: Gotham Knight" which is a set of short, animated films set between Batman Begins and The Dark Knight. Now, I didn't like The Dark Knight, but that has proven to be "above" my like or dislike. I felt it was too dark, and should have been rated R. (I consider TDK to be my first R rated movie, now, so there you go)
Gotham Knight, now is also rated PG-13, and I felt it came by it honestly (even if there is one shot of a guy being shot clean through the head, a very clear shot at that) and it was bloody. Not a lot of cussing, though I did get to hear Rob Paulsen say "Son of a *****"; quite a strange experience. (I almost felt like Mr. Opportunity was cussing at me. Ok, just kidding) But, quite seriously, though animated, this isn't meant for the kiddoes, ok?
Anyway, beyond content issues, There are 6 different shorts, written and directed by different people, and animated by different Japanese studios. It's anime inspired, so don't expect lip-sync. Do, however, expect interesting visuals, which change each story. Only the voice actors remain the same through the entire film. The shorts are loosely connected, but each could stand alone if it needed to.
The First, "Have I Got a Story for You" is much like the BTAS episode "Legends of the Dark Knight" and frankly I think the TV show one was better. I admit I was put off my the animation style. While the backgrounds were stunning, the people were grotesque and ugly. It did serve the story well, with the differing interpretations of three kids descriptions of their encounters with Batman earlier that day. It was a solid start.
Next, "Crossfire" was animated in a dark, shadowed, comic-book style. It showed two cops in the Major Crimes Unit, discussing Batman as they take a prisoner over the "Narrows" and then end up in a gang crossfire. The story was good. It was maybe my third favorite. Lots of gunfire, as well.
Then "Field Test", which despite a rather confusing story that caused me to wonder what was going on exactly, wound up being one of my favorite shorts on the disc. It was very "anime" style, and I liked the design of the batsuit. They even managed to make Bruce Wayne a decided "pretty boy" that you'd never expect to be Batman. (see icon stamp on this entry)
"In Darkness Dwells" was OK, to me. The sewer setting lent itself to a gritty, unattractive drawing style. There was a brief fight with Killer Croc, so brief you wonder if it was needed. It also had Scarecrow, yet it didn't seem to be like the same character from the live-action films. It was one of the more disappointing shorts in my opinion.
"Working Through the Pain" was my second favorite story here. I again like the style of drawing, and the backgrounds were beautiful. It was slightly bloody for my taste, and I had to look away a few times. My dad was disappointed by the end of the short, but I liked it's emotional nature. I do admit, it doesn't feel like much of a climax, though.
"Deadshot" ranked high in my opinion, too. It's style was interesting, and though it was violent I couldn't look away. The shot of the Ferris Wheel was gorgeous. I found the plot obvious, but maybe not everyone would.
I enjoyed this DVD, and would recommend it to Batman and animation fans alike. I liked hearing Kevin Conroy as Batman again. Watch it if you can.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
I am allowed to change my mind, no?
Dear friend,
I know that I am recorded in this blog as being sick of the song "Bleeding Love" by Leona Lewis. I changed my mind. I've done this before, hated a song at first listen, and then (usually after everyone else is sick of it) I end up liking it. I think all I needed to like this song was a story to go with it. The music video seemed void of a story, and I didn't really get the story to the dance choreographed to it on So You Think You Can Dance, but this fan video for Psych's Lassiter and Juliet made a sweet story to me.
I'm so happy that Psych is returning this Friday. I decided to check out a few of the site's I frequent during the season and came across this gem. Enjoy it.
To be completely off-topic, the "Mr. Opportunity" ads for Honda are back and I am just pleased as punch to randomly hear Rob Paulsen again! I think he'll always be one of my favorite voice actors, if only for Yakko alone. Back to your lives!
Monday, August 20, 2007
"Go to the mattresses"
Dear friend,
"What is it with men and 'The Godfather'?" Ah, my friend, "You've Got Mail" is on HBO right now. As always I saw it on the guide and had to watch it. I always do, even if it's only the final few minutes of the film, I turn it on. "I was eloquent! S**t!"
Guess what, my friend, I had a job interview today. The only school at which I dropped a resume last Friday called me back this morning and invited me down to interview. It's remarkably likely that I shall be shaping the minds of three year olds this school year. If you had asked me even last week if I thought this would happen I'd have been doubtful. It seems God is bringing things along very nicely and very quickly. Praise God, and please, God, give me strength. I adore little kids, but dang if they aren't a handful. They're sweet, but this will be a challenge. Pray for me, friend, I'll need it.
The Mr. Opportunity ads are on TV again. The random occurrences of Rob Paulsen's voice are pleasant.
Have a great day, my friend. I'll talk to you soon.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
The voices in my head sound like Mel Blanc
I, about 7 years ago, described myself as a "voice junkie." Why I used that colorful phrase is yet to be understood, but I still love to hear good voices. I don't mean singing voices, just speaking voices. I once had an online pen pal for an entire year with whom I had nothing in common other than an appreciation for Rob Paulsen. I worked at reading quickly in order to read the credits of cartoons in order to know who was doing the voices. I have the "Speechless" memorial art for Mel Blanc. I like voices.
So, anyone who is as into voices as I am would of course like Mel Blanc. He's the man of a thousand voices, after all. I read his autobiography for a school report. I know why he changed his name from Blank to Blanc; a horrid teacher told him that he was always going to live up to his name, he would be blank, worth nothing. People like that shouldn't be allowed around children, let alone teach them. Anyway, I've been a Mel Blanc fan for longer than I've been a Rob Paulsen fan (which has got to be almost 15 years, now) so imagine my dismay at finally hearing Mel's radio show on XM classic radio and realizing I don't like his normal voice. It was like finding out Santa Claus doesn't exist. I still respect him for his talent, but man his normal voice was ugh. It didn't help that his character in the show was a moron... but then sitcoms, be they on TV or radio, are filled with idiots. I wish I'd never heard it.
Phil Harris is on XM, too. He's not known for doing a wide range of voices, but that's because his own was so cool. I first liked Phil as Little John in Disney's Robin Hood, who is basically Baloo from Jungle Book (which I also love), who is basically O'Malley in Aristocats (love the character, the movie is meh...) and recently I've heard his radio show and heard him on Jack Benny's show (I think it's Jack Benny). It's a voice from when I was a kid, and it's cool. The drunk jokes are somewhat amusing, too.
I bought the Many Adventures Of Winnie the Pooh this week. I love that this movie has great voices. Sterling Holloway sounds so soothing and sweet in all his Disney work. I assume that's how he always sounded, but without any research on him I won't say for sure. I remember watching A Day for Eeyore when I was little, and I could tell it was different, but my most recent veiwing showed me just how different it is. Jim Cummings, though great, is not Sterling Holloway. The only thing that keeps the magic in that short is the fact that I watched it as a kid. I also love John Fiedler as Piglet. I watched 12 Angry Men recently and smiled as soon as he talked. Paul Winchell and Barbara Luddy are great additions, too.
There are so many different voices that I've loved for a long time, but I think I've mentioned all the ones on my mind now. So I'll quit.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
That day has come!...... and passed
So, I've been waiting for a very loooooooooooooooooong time for "them" to put Animaniacs and/or Pinky and the Brain on DVD. Oh, joyous and happy day I had yesterday when I expactantly walked into my nearest Wal-Mart (soul-devouring pit that it is) and came out with the first 22 or so episodes of both neatly packaged on little discs. Well, that and bird toys and gum and Snoopy Come Home on DVD... never let me alone in a Wal-mart, ever.
I watched the first disc of P&tB last night, subjecting my father to a marathon of cartoons (Love ya' Dad!). I'm surprised I chose to watch the mice before the Warners, A! was my favorite in years past. But who knows why we do the things we do. If I begin to start randomly singing "Brain Stem, brain stem!" then I cannot be blamed, I adore Pinky. (Rob Paulsen..... you rock, is all I can say, sir, You Rock.)
I only watched the first episode of A! and the interview of various voices featurette (Rob Paulsen!!!) and am eagerly looking forward to the rest of all of them.
Now, what we need is Freakazoid on DVD, and my preteen years of cartoon veiwing will be complete. (I think, I can't remember what else I watched back then.)
So, my WB TV animation collection now has the Looney Tunes Golden Collections (not really TV, but oh well), Batman: The Animated Series, season 1 of Animaniacs, season 1 (sort of) for Pinky and the Brain, and season 1 of Batman Beyond. Yep, I want Freakazoid now.
On a completely different note: Benji should so win So You Think You Can Dance. I love that guy (in the exact same way I love Elliot Yamin, of course)! He's amazing!
~Till Next I Write!
I watched the first disc of P&tB last night, subjecting my father to a marathon of cartoons (Love ya' Dad!). I'm surprised I chose to watch the mice before the Warners, A! was my favorite in years past. But who knows why we do the things we do. If I begin to start randomly singing "Brain Stem, brain stem!" then I cannot be blamed, I adore Pinky. (Rob Paulsen..... you rock, is all I can say, sir, You Rock.)
I only watched the first episode of A! and the interview of various voices featurette (Rob Paulsen!!!) and am eagerly looking forward to the rest of all of them.
Now, what we need is Freakazoid on DVD, and my preteen years of cartoon veiwing will be complete. (I think, I can't remember what else I watched back then.)
So, my WB TV animation collection now has the Looney Tunes Golden Collections (not really TV, but oh well), Batman: The Animated Series, season 1 of Animaniacs, season 1 (sort of) for Pinky and the Brain, and season 1 of Batman Beyond. Yep, I want Freakazoid now.
On a completely different note: Benji should so win So You Think You Can Dance. I love that guy (in the exact same way I love Elliot Yamin, of course)! He's amazing!
~Till Next I Write!
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