Saturday, May 08, 2010
Friday, May 07, 2010
Haiku Review: Lost - The Candidate
he won't walk 500 miles,
much to Jack's chagrin.
Jack: "I can fix you."
Locke: "But then we'd get married.
So, thanks, but no thanks."
Mr. Fix-It's all,
"Don't tell me what I can't do!"
and invades Locke's life.
Jack asks Locke's dentist
(who happens to be Bernard)
for info on Locke.
Does doctor-patient
confidentiality
mean anything, guys?
Well, whatever. Jack
visits Locke's dad, Anthony.
And he's brain dead. Ha!!
Karma's a bitch, ain't
it, Mr. Cooper? (I'll take
'drooling' as a yes.)
Turns out Locke and his
pop were in a plane crash three
years prior, which caused...
...Locke's paralysis,
his dad's vegetative state.
So Locke feels guilty.
Claire shows up. She and
Jack ponder the music box
Christian willed to her.
Jack: "Stay with me, Claire."
Since they're practically strangers,
Claire would have said yes.
But then Jack reminds
her that they're related, so
Claire might say no. Heh.
Widmore has Hurley,
James, Jin and Sun, Kate and Frank
locked in a bear cage.
Then Widmore's lackeys
die due to second hand smoke.
Jack unlocks the cage.
They make their way to
the Ajira plane. The plan
is to fly away.
Smocke got to the plane
first. He killed two more Widmore
guards, then went on board.
Inside, the plane was
rigged with C-4 explosives.
This show loves C-4.
Smocke shows the bomb to
the group, says, "we'll need to take
Widmore's sub instead."
Sawyer informs Jack
he doesn't trust Smocke, so don't
let him on the sub.
Once there, there is yet
another shoot out, and Kate
winds up getting shot.
Smocke: "I've secretly
replaced Jack's regular pack
with one with C-4!"
The sub dives away,
leaving Claire behind. AGAIN!
Girl can't catch a break!
But Smocke tells her, "You
don't want to be on that sub.
It's much too sad there."
And he's right. But I'm
getting ahead of myself.
First, they find the bomb.
Jack says, "I've played this
game before! Don't worry, we
can't blow up. We're safe!"
Sawyer ain't buying
it, though. He pulls some wires and..
the timer speeds up!
Sayid: "Jack, save Des."
Then, he takes the bomb, goes boom.
There is no Sayid.
The sub starts to flood.
Sawyer gets knocked out. Frank gets
killed. (maybe he lived?)
Sun gets trapped by some
debris. Jin says he won't leave.
The room is flooding.
Hurley rescues Kate.
Jack escapes with Sawyer. Sun
and Jin stay behind.
Rest In Peace Sayid,
Jin, Sun, maybe Frank, and lots
of Widmore's lackeys.
Sadly, I expect
more blood to be spilled in the
last few episodes.
Thursday, May 06, 2010
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
Doctors, monkeys, and werewolves.
I could probably do a full month's worth of these, but for now, just three short ones. (because that's all I can remember/think of right now)
When it comes to songs, I'm full of ...idiosyncrasies (or maybe audiosyncrasies. Heh.).
What I mean by that is that I will continue to sing things as I originally heard them, even if the lyrics are incorrect. Or, as is the case with the last two examples I'll give in a moment, I know the correct words, but have changed them to be more jokey/weird, and even though I don't *hear* them that way, I always change it.
Hopefully when I get to the examples, it'll make more sense.
The first is (most likely) a mondegreen, and I really have no idea what's truly being said. I could google up the lyrics, of course, but I almost prefer not to really know.
It's from Queen's "Another One Bites the Dust", and the lyric is at the 2:04 mark. I swear that Freddie Mercury is saying either, "I'm a doctor!" or "I'm adopted!" Neither really makes a lot of sense, but that's how I've sung it for years.
The next is from the Beatles, and it's from "Get Back". (I may have mentioned this one in my blog before. But since I can't freaking search...[/irritated])
The beginning line is, "Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner", but I ALWAYS sing it as, "Jojo was a man who thought he was a monkey."
Yeah, I know. "loner" sounds NOTHING like "monkey", but, dude. All songs are better when you add monkeys.
And lastly, is "Head Over Feet" by Alanis Morissette. At the end, when she sings, "I am aware now. I am aware now." [2:58 - 3:04] I simply can not resist changing it to the hysterical, "I am a were-wolf. I am a were-wolf."
Good times. If I remember any others (and there are plenty of them), I'll make sure I update ya'll. And if you have any of your own you want to share, the comment box is open.
When it comes to songs, I'm full of ...idiosyncrasies (or maybe audiosyncrasies. Heh.).
What I mean by that is that I will continue to sing things as I originally heard them, even if the lyrics are incorrect. Or, as is the case with the last two examples I'll give in a moment, I know the correct words, but have changed them to be more jokey/weird, and even though I don't *hear* them that way, I always change it.
Hopefully when I get to the examples, it'll make more sense.
The first is (most likely) a mondegreen, and I really have no idea what's truly being said. I could google up the lyrics, of course, but I almost prefer not to really know.
It's from Queen's "Another One Bites the Dust", and the lyric is at the 2:04 mark. I swear that Freddie Mercury is saying either, "I'm a doctor!" or "I'm adopted!" Neither really makes a lot of sense, but that's how I've sung it for years.
The next is from the Beatles, and it's from "Get Back". (I may have mentioned this one in my blog before. But since I can't freaking search...[/irritated])
The beginning line is, "Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner", but I ALWAYS sing it as, "Jojo was a man who thought he was a monkey."
Yeah, I know. "loner" sounds NOTHING like "monkey", but, dude. All songs are better when you add monkeys.
And lastly, is "Head Over Feet" by Alanis Morissette. At the end, when she sings, "I am aware now. I am aware now." [2:58 - 3:04] I simply can not resist changing it to the hysterical, "I am a were-wolf. I am a were-wolf."
Good times. If I remember any others (and there are plenty of them), I'll make sure I update ya'll. And if you have any of your own you want to share, the comment box is open.
Monday, May 03, 2010
So, as Steph mentioned, yesterday we went to PetSmart, and Saren bought a female Fancy Rat, along with the bedding and some rat food, all using her own money.
Saren named the rat Skittles due to it's skittish nature, and also, I'm assuming, because inside the rodent were fruit-flavored sweet candies. Okay, not really. (But, man, if Science ever creates rats that poop skittles...)
Anyway. The new pet is quite cute, and Saren's pretty excited about the new addition to our household. She's wanted to have a rat for a long time, so it's nice for her to have accomplished that goal. I'm proud of her, and happy for her as well.
There is a cell-phone picture of Skittles down a few scrolls of the mouse (ha!!), or if you look at Steph's blog, you'll see much better resolution photos there.
The other pic I blogged was of Silas playing peek-a-boo with me behind the curtain. So, in that picture I can't see his face. Or his pants. (cuz they're camouflage.) He's a very well hidden little boy.
Saren named the rat Skittles due to it's skittish nature, and also, I'm assuming, because inside the rodent were fruit-flavored sweet candies. Okay, not really. (But, man, if Science ever creates rats that poop skittles...)
Anyway. The new pet is quite cute, and Saren's pretty excited about the new addition to our household. She's wanted to have a rat for a long time, so it's nice for her to have accomplished that goal. I'm proud of her, and happy for her as well.
There is a cell-phone picture of Skittles down a few scrolls of the mouse (ha!!), or if you look at Steph's blog, you'll see much better resolution photos there.
The other pic I blogged was of Silas playing peek-a-boo with me behind the curtain. So, in that picture I can't see his face. Or his pants. (cuz they're camouflage.) He's a very well hidden little boy.
Sunday, May 02, 2010
Saturday, May 01, 2010
Every day in May
So the plan is to blog every day this month. The original plan was to write a story, in installments, like I did last May (remember that? I think it turned out well), and I still may (ha), but I will definitely be blogging each day. And a large majority of them might be photos. Because they're easier than writing words.
In fact, the next post (or, um, the one that you read before this one, if you got here after it has been posted [time is meaningless!]), is a photo. It's of Saren, cleaning her new rat cage. Yep. She's going to be picking up some rodents here in a few days. Perhaps as soon as tomorrow. I think she should name one of them Jen. [/only funny if you remember my unfinished Perth story. ...and even then, not really that funny]
So, yeah. At least one blog post a day for the next 31 days. We'll see how that plays out.
In fact, the next post (or, um, the one that you read before this one, if you got here after it has been posted [time is meaningless!]), is a photo. It's of Saren, cleaning her new rat cage. Yep. She's going to be picking up some rodents here in a few days. Perhaps as soon as tomorrow. I think she should name one of them Jen. [/only funny if you remember my unfinished Perth story. ...and even then, not really that funny]
So, yeah. At least one blog post a day for the next 31 days. We'll see how that plays out.
Friday, April 30, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
Haiku Review: Lost - The Last Recruit
telling is so passé. Let's
bounce around, shall we?
Poor Miss Littleton.
Always being abandoned.
Until Kate arrives.
She's talked her out of
being crazy. At least, it
seems that way for now.
Well, well, well. It looks
as though Des survived his fall.
Now... did Sayid shoot?
Jack is on a boat
Until Sawyer kicks him off,
so he swims ashore.
(By the way, what's in
the back pack that Jack has on?
Bet it's a plot twist!)
Smocke meets Jack on shore.
Widmore tries to blow them up.
Smocke: "You're with me now."
Over on Hydra,
Jin & Sun - reunited
and it feels so good!
Although the pylons
had me worried they'd get fried.
(Joss would've done it.)
Meanwhile, in LA,
Kate and Sayid are both caught
by cops Ford & Straume
Claire, through Desmond, meets
Ilana, who has Christian's
will to read to her.
Jack gets called in to
do surgery on John Locke.
"Hey! I know this guy!"
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Search fail, story sad, and tyctwd
What the hell, blogger? I can't search my own blog?
I mean, I can, it just doesn't work properly.
I haven't checked to see if this is a widespread problem, or if it's just me, but either way it's irritating. What good is a record of musings past if it's not easily accessible? [sigh]
So, in the story writing development news, I've come up with an(other) epic idea! And several characters-in-forming. Still no clear ending (not surprised, are ya?), but I know it will come to me. I'd talk about it more, but honestly, I don't want to jinx myself. I'm a little worried about just mentioning it. [/paranoid...but with good reason] The good news is - idea! I've missed having those!
[edit section!]
Heh. I totally forgot to talk more about this story idea. (This section was called "story sad" for a reason.) The story...it's going to be pretty dark. In fact, it may very well be some of the most disturbing and depressing material I've come up with in a good long time. Which also makes me nervous. What if it's too dreary?
Of course, I won't know until/unless I write it. So, I guess the worrying about the tone of the piece is just a bit of stalling, huh?
[/edit section]
Thursday is Take Your Child(ren) to Work Day. I'm looking forward to it. I'll be sure to blog about it on Thursday evening after our day is complete.
I mean, I can, it just doesn't work properly.
I haven't checked to see if this is a widespread problem, or if it's just me, but either way it's irritating. What good is a record of musings past if it's not easily accessible? [sigh]
So, in the story writing development news, I've come up with an(other) epic idea! And several characters-in-forming. Still no clear ending (not surprised, are ya?), but I know it will come to me. I'd talk about it more, but honestly, I don't want to jinx myself. I'm a little worried about just mentioning it. [/paranoid...but with good reason] The good news is - idea! I've missed having those!
[edit section!]
Heh. I totally forgot to talk more about this story idea. (This section was called "story sad" for a reason.) The story...it's going to be pretty dark. In fact, it may very well be some of the most disturbing and depressing material I've come up with in a good long time. Which also makes me nervous. What if it's too dreary?
Of course, I won't know until/unless I write it. So, I guess the worrying about the tone of the piece is just a bit of stalling, huh?
[/edit section]
Thursday is Take Your Child(ren) to Work Day. I'm looking forward to it. I'll be sure to blog about it on Thursday evening after our day is complete.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Haiku Review: The Strangers
screams and cries and screams some more?
You'll love this movie.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Haiku Review: Lost - Everybody Loves Hugo
but he's lonely - no soul mate.
There's Libby! It's fate!
Libby's got a hunch.
She and Hurley have their lunch.
Des makes Locke go crunch.
Why did Des attack
Locke in his car? For payback?
Or to cause flashback?
Hey! There's Michael's ghost!
Oops, now Ilana is toast.
Jack trusts Hurley most.
He blew up Black Rock,
now Hurley wants to talk
with the thing called Smocke.
Who is Island Boy?
He shows up, Smocke is annoyed.
Jacob reborn? Oy!
Des tells Smocke, "I'm swell"
Smocke throws Desmond down a well.
My response - "Oh hell!"
Friday, April 09, 2010
Haiku Review: Lost - Happily Ever After
one hell of a magnetic
personality.
After Des gets zapped
by a massive EMF,
he goes to alt-world.
There, things are good for
Des. For one thing, he's got the
respect of Widmore.
However, it's not
Happily Ever After,
fairy-tale perfect.
Because Des has to
babysit Charlie. Plus, he's
never met Penny.
Charlie tells hi when
he died on the plane, he had
a glimpse of true love.
Charlie steers the car
into the ocean. Well that's
just a bad idea.
Sorry, Charlie, you're
not a tuna, so you can't
live under the sea.
While Charlie almost
drowns, Des has a vision of
that time he did drown.
An MRI gives
Des flashes of his Lost-life.
He must find Penny!
Eloise Widmore,
for some reason, doesn't want
Des to meet Penny.
Maybe she doesn't
want the universe to do
a course correction.
After all, in this
reality, her son is
still alive and well.
Dan Widmore tells Des
"I think I made the whole world
through use of a nuke."
Desmond probably
thinks Dan is off his rocker,
but Dan knows Penny!
She's his half-sister,
and he tells Des where he can
find her. Nice job, Dan!
Penny is in the
stadium where Des first met
Jack, in season two.
They meet, and Des is
back on the Island, where he's
Mr. Calm and Cool.
Des calmly goes with
Sayid, after he kills most
of Widmore's lackeys.
Back in the alt-world, Des
wants the manifest so he
can "show them something".
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Solon and thanks for all the bees
Or, "Life imitating art: A blog entry (mentally) composed during the bike ride home today"
On the bus ride, I finished reading Douglas Coupland's latest novel, Generation A.
The book is set in the near future where bees have gone extinct. Or so people believe, until five random strangers are each stung.
While riding my bike, and thinking about the book, I had a bee fly into my face.
Well, that's a crazy coincidence, I thought.
Then, I thought, Oh, dude. I'm going to have to blog about this.
Later, still riding my bike, ANOTHER bee flew in my direction, hitting me in the head this time.
At that point, I thought, what would be super creepy is if I end up getting hit by *five* bees...
(Of course, both of these bees may have actually been flies, or some other sort of flying insect, since I didn't particularly get a good look at them, but getting pelted by bees is more interesting since it fit with what I had just read.)
Other things I thought while riding home and composing this entry:
15 years ago (!!!!), I wrote stories with interesting premises, cool characters, and thought out plots (although I usually didn't finish them completely)
10 years ago, I wrote stories stories with interesting premises and cool characters. (and I still usually didn't finish them)
5 years ago, I was down to interesting premises. ...that I didn't complete.
Now, I can't even muster up enough creativity to think of premises for stories.
Not really for a lack of trying, it's just that any story idea I develop ...sorta fizzles out before it really gets anywhere.
It's like my creativity muscles have atrophied.
...
I know that I thought a LOT of other things, and at the time they seemed blog-worthy, but now that a few hours have passed, I've forgotten most of them. And I realize now that I didn't have a decent conclusion (yay for consistency!), so I'll just hit publish post.
On the bus ride, I finished reading Douglas Coupland's latest novel, Generation A.
The book is set in the near future where bees have gone extinct. Or so people believe, until five random strangers are each stung.
While riding my bike, and thinking about the book, I had a bee fly into my face.
Well, that's a crazy coincidence, I thought.
Then, I thought, Oh, dude. I'm going to have to blog about this.
Later, still riding my bike, ANOTHER bee flew in my direction, hitting me in the head this time.
At that point, I thought, what would be super creepy is if I end up getting hit by *five* bees...
(Of course, both of these bees may have actually been flies, or some other sort of flying insect, since I didn't particularly get a good look at them, but getting pelted by bees is more interesting since it fit with what I had just read.)
Other things I thought while riding home and composing this entry:
15 years ago (!!!!), I wrote stories with interesting premises, cool characters, and thought out plots (although I usually didn't finish them completely)
10 years ago, I wrote stories stories with interesting premises and cool characters. (and I still usually didn't finish them)
5 years ago, I was down to interesting premises. ...that I didn't complete.
Now, I can't even muster up enough creativity to think of premises for stories.
Not really for a lack of trying, it's just that any story idea I develop ...sorta fizzles out before it really gets anywhere.
It's like my creativity muscles have atrophied.
...
I know that I thought a LOT of other things, and at the time they seemed blog-worthy, but now that a few hours have passed, I've forgotten most of them. And I realize now that I didn't have a decent conclusion (yay for consistency!), so I'll just hit publish post.
Friday, April 02, 2010
Haiku Review: Lost - The Package
were plenty of things reVealed
about Sun. *ahem*
Apparently, one
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