July 16th, 2009


Harry Potter, Leverage and a freaktastic little chia head thingy

So first off I just saw Half Blood Prince...very cool. Not as good as the book maybe but still a good movie in its own right. It was just me mom and bub, which was a little odd cause it's usually at least us and Bobby...or Jess, Josh and the girls.  It was nice though. Anyway we went out to eat after and got to talking about movie adaptations of books...especially of super popular books or series of books like Harry Potter. Bub doesn't like them cause they're almost never true enough to the book to suit him. But that doesn't really surprise me cause he can be kind of picky about stuff. I on the other hand love adaptations of books like the Potter books. I think of them as kind of authorized visual fanfic. It's one group of peoples view of the books. Also as someone who understands a little more of the technical side of the writing and time constraints of a movie then my brother, though admittedly not very much more, I get the reasons things are left out a little more.  I tend to be a little more understanding and forgiving of plot points having been trimmed out because they aren't pertinent to the main story line, and things being shifted around in the timeline in order to move the movie foreward. Which is not to say that I don't wish that some stuff had been left in or at least mentioned in passing...but alas it is not my movie and nobody asked me.

In other news of the entertainment variety...Leverage's second season started tonight. Pretty cool. Not my favorite episode but still it was interesting. I can't wait to see how things progress this season. The end made me snicker. Parker and Hardison as a nun and a priest was a little bit giggleworthy. 

Also while I was watching Leverage I saw the most bizzare commercial ever...well ok maybe not ever but still...really really not right. ChiaObama.
Yeah...you read that right a little terracotta bust of the president that can grow freaky plant hair...it's meant "to comemmorate the inauguration". DEEPLY TACKY...and more than a little bit creepy.
I mean I totally get that its a big deal...but seriuosly. Couldn't we have stopped at the tacky comemmorative plates? Was the creepy little chiabust really necessary?
  • Current Music
    "Sitting on the Dock of the Bay" by Ottis Redding
one minute dance party

News of me...public poetry, reclaiming of territory and frantic room cleaning

 Hallelujah!! I finally have my space back...Jess and Josh finally got an apartment here in town that they can afford and thats in the right schooldistrict. This means they are no longer sleeping on my floor or in the living room. Much as I love her we do much better when we aren't living in each others pockets.

So, the county fair is next week and since my mom finally quit harassing me about scrapbooking I decided to go ahead and do a few pages. Yeah I know I'm strange...my automatic reaction to someone telling me I HAVE to do something is to not do it on principal...it may not make a lot of sense but there you go. Anyway I've been considering doing a poetry book scrapbook with all my poems in it, I mean I have like 60 and they are all just sitting on my harddrive gathering digital-dust or whatever. So yeah I did three pages total...one single page and then a two page spread...the one page one was a poem I wrote back in highschool for my best friend...it actually doesn't totally suck, unlike some of the other stuff. The other spread is a poem about me...My mom loves it but I've never really been sure about it. THey both came out ok but I nearly had a slight freak out after I turned them in for judging cause it suddenly occured to me that Oh MY GOD people were going to read them. I'm still trying to remind myself not to freak out.  I'm a little neurotic about my poetry in case you couldn't tell, I almost had to leave the room when a friend read a few of them at a poetry reading at my college. I'll know either tomorrow night or at least by Saturday how I did.
I also entered some pictures again...I probably won't win anything there either...I never do. But I like doing it so I keep trying anyway.

And last but not least my mom talked to my grandma tonight after we got home from going to see Harry Potter and grandma said that we need to have the whole house and yard completely clean and done and everything so somebody can come through and do a property value assessment or whatever. I'm not real clear on the details but basically they're doing it now because of something to do with property value and the taxes we'll have to pay on it when grandma passes away, hopefully wayyyy down the road but I guess you never know.  Anyway that means that I have to completely top to bottom clean my room, which is as per usual a slight disaster area...only a little one though. We've gotta clean the carpets and everything. So I think I'm gonna spend my weekend moving everything in my room out cleaning it and then putting it back. And I've got A LOT of stuff.  Books and movies and magazines and clothes and just y'know STUFF. my desk looks like something exploded on it. My allergies are already freaking out in protest. The last time we seriously cleaned my room I spent the next week popping allergy medicine so I could breathe through my nose.
  • Current Music
    Stormy Weather by Billie Holiday