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Wall-E

2008-07-07T09:05:00.000-07:00

Adventures With Wall-E

So I saw that new Disney movie, Wall-E the other day. There have been little promos and teasers about this movie since like, December of last year. So needless to say I was genuinely excited about what the movie would bring.

Imagine my surprise when I sat down and started watching the movie and literally wanted to just fall asleep in my chair. Sitting and drinking my CokeZero and wishing I'd bought some Cookie Dough Bites, I paid more attention to telepathically urging my phone to ring so I could rush out of the theater to answer it than the actual movie.

Once, it actually did ring, and I actually DID have to rush out of the theater to answer it. I was so proud of my telepathic abilities, even though my supposed brain power had next to nothing to do with my phone ringing.

The movie was, well... blah. It was just... words can't describe. The animation was absolutely beautiful, and it was obvious they put extreme detail into everything the movie entailed (except the plot). It's my understanding that in making the movie SO visibly appealing, they forgot to make it appealing in other ways, as well.

So let's start first. There are two main characters in the movie. THe first main character is Wall-E, a robot who was invented to do nothing but pick up garbage. There's about 7,000 more Wall-Es, but for some reason that is never revealed, all the other Wall-Es are dead, and only one remains, living and chillin' out on the garbage infested earth.

From what I understand, human beings are gigantic slobs ( NOTHING NEW ) and managed to overload the entire planet earth with garbage. So there is garbage everywhere, and humans had to evacuate so they wouldn't be killed in the toxic wasteland they created for themselves. The Wall-Es are left on earth to clean up while the human beings get sent to a supposed "luxurious getaway" on a space station.

Now personally, as a human being this is what I have to say. You know when a dog poops or does his buisness somewhere he's not supposed to, and a method of training for some people ( not saying me, but some people ) is to shove his nose all up in it and say "LOOK WHAT YOU DID! LOOK AT IT!" and just rub it all in there 'till he learns his lesson? Well, why do the human beings get to escape that? SCREW going to a luxurious vacation in the sky. GET BACK HERE, humans. YOU made this mess. Breathe the toxic air. Wade through piles of junk. You deserve to get your noses rubbed in it. "LOOK WHAT YOU DID, HUMANS. BAD, BAD HUMANS! SMELL IT. LICK IT. DON'T DO IT AGAIN. SHAME!"

SO needless to say the incredibly realistic fact that mankind believes they can just run away after royally screwing up so badly is nothing new, but nonetheless annoying to see on screen.

So anyway, the humans are supposedly leaving to go on a five-year vacation while the ever sophisticated ( rusty even when NEW ) Wall-Es get 'er done and clean up all the human's crap. Seven-hundred years later, the Wall-Es are all dead ( minus one ) and the humans are still in space gettin' their vacation on.

So Wall-E in his 700 years of being alone ( but having an adorable pet cockroach - stop trying to kill the ones in your apartment, they live through everything ) he manages to get a personality, a very curious personality. He is obsessed with a musical that I can't trace for the life of me, and being a musical fan, it boggles my mind a bit. He collects little things that he thinks will help him in case he breaks down OR things that just genuinely amuse him.

Enter Eve, who's my favorite character. She's sassy and smart and awesome. I'm waving an Eve flag. Sometimes I think that they tried to put a little TOO much emotion in her voice ( she is a robot after all ) but she was still a great character. She was sent to earth to look for vegetation and signs of life, any sign that humans can move back to earth. Earth is obviously still a pigsty, so she can't find a damn thing. The only person who has a plant is Wall-E, who conveniently found a plant earlier that very day, because he's awesome and finds everything and they needed a way to move the plot along.

He puts the plant in an old boot though, which I found strangely adorable.

So anyway, they get all cozy cozy ( more Wall-E than Eve, he's an uke don't ya know ), Wall-E shows her all his sweet trash pile pickings, as well as his plant. Eve goes into hibernation with a big arrow over her head saying "PLANT HERE" at the site of the plant ( there is no big arrow, or words, but I can imagine it how I want ), and gets brought back to the luxurious vacation space station thingie. Wall-E quite obviously tags along to get another glimpse at his honey-cakes.

I DID think it was pretty funny that this "BL Superstore" was everywhere. They passed the moon, and there was a big sign that said "BL Superstore, coming soon!" haha. The whole super awesome vacation spaceship is run by BL Superstores.

I think probably seeing the spaceship and all the people on it was my least favorite part of the movie. They had these hover chairs that they pretty much never left, so their bone mass had decreased, and they were all fat and couldn't even move very much. All they did was hover around in their little chairs like fat pod-people, sipping cupcakes in a cup, or roast beef sandwhich in a cup, or whatever they drank because they didn't EAT anything. They were all so lazy but they didn't even care that they were lazy. It was so gross.

So since I'm tired of talking about this, long story short ( TOO LATE ) the ship has specific instructions NEVER to go back to Earth, because it's toxic and everyone will die. So the ship tries to destroy the plant, and Eve and Wall-E become fugatives trying to protect the plant. Plant gets back to where it needs to go, everything is happy again, everyone goes back to earth and they try to clean it up together.

A few things bugged me about this movie.

Number one. WHY did everyone on that spaceship speak English? Why were they all American? Was it only AMERICA that got to go in the space ship? That is so unfair that it's ridiculous. Technically, it should've been the whole world on that spaceship, yet everyone spoke English. Not only that, but everyone was either white, or black. There were no Asians or Indians or anything along those lines. Maybe there was and I just wasn't paying attention. To check that out, I'd have to see the movie again, and I don't want to.

Number two. If they were on that space ship for 700 years, why didn't the same thing happen to the space ship that happened to earth?! Where did all of their trash go? How did they not run out of food?! 700 years is a long time, and there were no crops or animals or anything on that space ship. There's no way they could've survived! It makes no sense.

Number three. Yeah right. Human beings are the ones that screwed up the earth to begin with. What makes you think that bringing more human beings to the earth and saying "We're going to fix this" is going to help? Uh no, because you're going to make trash while cleaning up the trash and screw everything up!!

Better yet, why not use that awesome technology that the ship obviously has? The one that disintigrates all the trash like it never even existed? It's obvious that had to do something, or else that itty bitty spacecraft would have looked like earth looked, only more toxic because they were in a closed space.

It was nice that Wall-E and Eve got to be together, but I can't help thinking that it's like a 700 year old man getting with a hot young babe. However, Wall-E is too cute to be an old man, and Eve acts much older than him, so we'll call that even.

All in all, it was an ALLRIGHT movie, which is sad because I don't usually have a lot of bad things to say about Disney movies. It could have been better. I'm not a fan.

C.O.S.? Hm.

2008-04-14T13:55:00.000-07:00

"We of the church believe that all men of whatever race, color, or creed were created with equal rights.

That all men have inalienable rights to their own religious practices and their performance.

That all men have inalienable rights to their own lives. That all men have inalienable rights to their sanity.

That all men have inalienable rights to their own defense.

That all men have inalienable rights to conceive, choose, assist or support their own organizations, churches, and governments.

That all men have inalienable rights to think freely, to talk freely, to write freely their own opinions, and to counter or utter or write upon the opinions of others.

That all men have inalienable rights to the creation of their own kind. That the souls of men have the rights of men.

That the study of the mind and the healing of mentally caused ills should not be alienated from religion or condoned in nonreligious fields, and that no agency less than God has the power to suspend or set aside these rights, overtly or covertly.

And we of the church believe THAT MAN IS BASICALLY GOOD. That he is seeking to survive.

That his survival depends upon himself and upon his fellows, and his attainment of brotherhood with the universe.

And we of the church believe that the laws of god forbid man to destroy his own kind.

To destroy the sanity of another.

To destroy or enslave another's soul.

To destroy or reduce the survival of one's companions or one's group.

And we of the church believe that the spirit can be saved, and that the spirit alone may save or heal the body. "

- Creed of the Church of Scientology

It's difficult, in my quest to find out just what the hell is up with this strange religion and these strange people, to remember that there's different things to think about in my research.

The Church of Scientology is not the same as a Scientologist, and Scientology the belief. The Scientologists look extremely happy and proud to be part of their religion. It's difficult to see that the people who follow this religion are the same people who follow the Church of Scientology, and that the "Church" that gives so many people happiness has done so many crimes and bad things.

Looking at the Church's misgivings is enough to scare me out of not joining such a young religion, given its cultlike tendencies and crimes against its members and non-members, as well as society. Also, the first six months of Scientology is free, and then it costs $300 a year, or $2,000 lifetime. And every course costs thousands of dollars.

Of course, I suppose if you were just a scientologist, and had no real interest in moving up in the church, it would be a good religion. Still, $300 a year? YIKES.

I will admit, this whole Scientology buisness both scares and fascinates me. It's like a good book I can't put down. Just seeing Scientology thrive and become larger makes me feel like I'm part of some exciting Sci-fi novel where aliens try to take over the world.

Plus, as wierd as it is, Scientology is an absolutely fascinating religion. They contradict themselves in what their beliefs are many times on their website AND in their official documents, and in their actions they also contradict most things their creed states so strongly.

I do like their religious tolerance, though it seems a bit off that they are so intolerant to their members, yet say that anybody can follow whatever. They also actively recruit new members. But if they believe everyone has the right to their own religion, why actively recruit? THey have the right to their religion. Let's not try to convert.

It's hard to see both sides of the argument concerning Scientology when there is so much going against it. SO many things pointing to the fact that Scientology is a complete scam.

However, The Church of Scientology is on RipOffReport.com and many other scam sites, as though it was a COMMON scam, which it is NOT. Most of the people who put the Church of Scientology on Ripoff sites claim mind control, brainwashing, captivity, forced labor.

That sounds like a bit of a cult to me. It really doesn't help their reputation that they sued and slandered the Cult Awareness Network until they had to go out of buisness, and then took them over, so now if you call, a Scientologist picks up the phone.

So it's hard to figure out - why do the people of the Church of Scientology seem so HAPPY?

Odd.

I'd like to talk to a Scientologist in person, ask them about things in a non-judgemental way. I think that would be a truely enlightening experience, to hear what they have to say.

People who leave the Church of Scientology say that it was horrible and they're glad they got out, but members of the CHurch of Scientology seem genuinely HAPPY.

Who knows. Wicked confusing.

The ColdStone Experience Plus Two Reviews!

2007-12-04T12:22:00.000-08:00

The Coldstone Experience and Two Reviews

Well, I'm alive. That's all that really matters. I'll explain in my next blog entry, which I wrote on the plane but don't feel like discussing right now, why I am so lucky to be alive. However, right now I'm dedicating this particular blog entry to my dear sister Brandy, who told me I had to either write some form of story OR update my blog.

Needless to say, I have no plot bunnies nibbling my toes, so I will update my blog.

Quite a bit ago, my sister was in a foul mood. I can't quite remember why she was in a foul mood, probably something having to do with Disney and their lousy casting/scheduling/entire staff. However, she had sent me a text message that morning stating that I had to try Coldtone's pumpkin ice cream. To make her feel better, I decided to make an adventure out of it ( as I do with most things I do ). So here it is, thoughtfully and creativly titled "The Coldstone Experience".

The Coldstone Experience

Here we have Coldstone, as shown from the outside. How lovely it be.

And here we have boy-I-can't-remember-his-name. He told me to not take any pictures of him. So, of course, I took a picture of him right after he said that.

Boy-I-don't-remember-his-name ( who we will call Dudley, because he reminds me of Dudley Dursley from the Harry Potter series ) is making the pumpkin ice cream as I ordered. I asked him what he thought would go well with pumpkin ice cream, to which he responded "caramel and grahm crackers". I told him to go right ahead. I don't think I really had a choice, because he had already done it.

Apologies for the sideways pictures, I'm too lazy to put them rightside. That is the finished product of my lovely pumpkin ice cream, lumpy with grahm cracker goodness.

I say goodbye to Dudley, who for some reason gave me my ice cream at a discount. He thought I didn't notice, but the ice cream only cost me $2.50, and I know an ice cream is more expensive than that. Oh, Dudley, you shouldn't have!

Back in the car, away from the prying eyes of Mr.Dursley, I now can record my true response to the orange abomination in my hand.

First bite... will I love it? Will I hate it?

Does that face answer your question? Ignore the fact that it is an unbelievably attractive expression and instead focus on the emotion that the expression is trying to show.

The aftertaste of the ice cream = HORRIBLE. However, I am a trooper! Plus, I think that it's that type of flavor where the more you eat it, the more you get used to it.

"I think I can! I think I can!" I'm completely exaggerating, by the way. The ice cream was actually pretty good, once you get past the shocking flavor of it. It reminded me of a pumpkin muffin, only not a muffin.

Another lovely face as I bite into the pumpkin ice cream yet again. *thinking* Hey, this might not be so bad after all!!!

A few bites later, I dissagree with myself. Although eating the pumpkin ice cream was pleasant for a short time, the last few bites of the ice cream are the hardest, because now I have eaten all the grahm cracker, and there is nothing left but pure pumpkin ice cream with nothing to dilute it. This is my "I think I can" face.

"Halfway through the ice ceam, I'm OOOKKKAYY!"

The last couple bites are always the hardest. Chugga chugga chugga chugga choo choooo. I think I can I think I can!

TADA! DAMN STRAIGHT BITCHES!!!!

End The Coldstone Experience

I conquered the pumpkin ice cream. To Brandy I say this. We may have more different tastes in ice cream than we originally considered.

I'm not sure if 'more different' makes sense there, but for the life of me I can't think of anything more intelligent to put there.

OH. In other news, I actually SAW Ratatouille. Like.... a few times. And I have to say that it was TOTALLY better than I expected! It turns out that it was not, as I predicted, called Ratatouille because it starred a Rat. I think that was just a strange coincidence.

It was actually a really sweet movie! I was touched by it! Even though the ending had me very confused... soooo, pretty much he gets his dream of cooking, but he can never truely be a famous chef because he is shunned by society. It's a good message, follow your dreams and you'll succeed. However, it has a nasty aftertaste of reality along with its sunny, happy ending. Chef Gusteu's was shut down because Remy worked there, and they have to keep his amazing talents a secret, and somebody else gets all the credit for his great work.

So moral of the story - you may be amazing at what you do, but sometimes you have to suck it up and deal with the fact that although you're great, you just may not get recignized for it. So chalk it up to experience and be happy with the fact that you're doing something you love, whether or not the outcome of it is what you expected it to be.

Bringing my personal life into this, I believe I just had an epiphany I wish I'd had quite a while ago.

I also believe the moral of the movie was sometimes it's not a good idea to be something that you're not. Remy thought that he didn't fit in with the rest of his rat family, so since he was so interested in cooking, he must then have to act like a human. Then he realized that he didn't fit in with the humans. He was just Remy. He didn't have to fit in with either to belong with them, and he didn't have to change who he was for them to still love him.

See, this is why I love Disney movies.

Surprisingly, unlike what I said in my last blog about the subject, the movie DID keep my attention, and the animation was really good. Again, the only problem I really had with it was the fact that Remy could understand Linguini, and Linguini himself. I just totally did not like him.

Also in movie news, I saw Enchanted.

It was the best movie I have seen in a while. Unlike other movies, aka Brokeback Mountainm Spiderman 3, and Hairspray, I left the theater feeling happy. Brokeback Mountain I left the theater feeling empty and depressed, Spiderman 3 ended with me, once again, feeling like Peter made a gigantic mistake in decisions like always, and Hairspray made me a bit mad that Tracey hadn't won Miss Teen Hairspray AND a bit unnerved at the unrealistic response to the integration of the Corny Collins Show. Don't get me wrong, I was happy that the show became integrated, but it was completely unrealistic that Lil' Einez could have won.

Anyhow, the ending of the movie was JUST perfect. I LOVED that Idina Menzel's character Nancy went back to Andelasia with Prince Edward, and I LOVE that Giselle stayed with Robert and his daughter, and I LOVE that Giselle was the one that ended up saving Robert and killing the dragon. I LOVE the fact that Robert said he didn't sing when Giselle said that he should sing Nancy a ballad softly into her ear to show her how much he loves her, and that he said he didn't dance when she said that the way to show he loves someone is to take her dancing just to hold her close, but then at the ball he waltzes with her and holds her close, and sings the song that's playing in her ear! *sqeeeeee* Okay sorry that was a complete girly hopeless-romantic moment. I also love the fact that every single Princess movie possibly imagined was featured in the movie, and the fact that when Robert gets super mad and says, "Now Nancy thinks that we... that we..." and can't finish the sentance, Giselle looks scandalized and finishes, "*gasp* KISSED?!" and looks more mortified.

I just loved the entire movie and encourage everyone to see it. Seriously.

But I'm going to end this blog entry because I have a headache and I'm hungry.

Hasta la vista!

The Wicked Post.

2007-09-16T08:27:00.000-07:00

The Wicked Post. Broadway haters, BEWARE.

Hey there everyone! I haven't written in a while, because I'm trying to get used to being up north after being down South for such a long period of time! It's really.... well you don't really are do you? Let's just say it's not all it's cracked up to be.

However, I didn't come on my blog to whine about how I'm unhappy in Massachusetts. No, I came on my blog to talk about the fact that I went to go see Wicked at the Opera House last night. It was not original Broadway, nor was it Idina and Kristin, however it wasn't all that bad.

I love Wicked, and it is the only thing besides Rent that I will absolutely belt to in my car, and I have to admit that Victoria Matlock ( Elphaba ) and Christina DeCicco ( Galinda ) were okay. That's all I'm saying, okay. I can think of many people who could have filled the roles better. Their singing was breathy, and although Christina was a fantastic actress ( having me almost in tears whenever she got an emotional, sobby moment ) Victoria was lacking. Although she was comical and made the audience laugh with her antics, she felt a little too much like 'Elphaba from the block' in the way she moved. She really did look like she was going to sock someone in a few scenes, and most of the time when she did that little 'what are you looking at?!" move, she was staring at the audience.

Also, I was so upset that she completely butchered 'Defying Gravity'. She did good in my favorite song, 'The Wizard and I', although she could have sang a bit more instead of basically talking with a melody throughout the entire song. However, she pretty much did that for most of the songs. It's clear she has talent, but Elphaba doesn't seem to be the right role for her.

Christina was fantastic, with her emotional acting and overall fun stance, I mean, you just kinda smile when you saw her on the stage. She did this little leg swinging thing that was just too cute. I never really imagined Galinda doing that, but it was cute nonetheless. A lot of things that Christina did as Galinda I personally thought were uncharacteristic, however I have to remind myself that 'Wicked : The Musical' doesn't have the morbid undertone of 'Wicked : The Untold Story..' so despite being practially obsessed with the show since I heard of its creation, I was a bit surprised by so much comedy.

And I have to say it, I just have to. Christina was absolutely gorgeous, but Victoria is beautiful. Seriously, she was about as pretty if not prettier than Christina. Wonders who would have been "Pop-you-larrr" at Shizz if one wasn't green.

Oh, speaking of "Pop-you-larrr"... CLIFFTON HALL. Also known as Fiyero. I named my car Fiyero so I didn't want to be dissapointed if the person that played Fiyero wasn't as sexy as Norbert Leo Butz - well, Norbert Leo Butz' voice, at least. Again, Cliffton seemed more into talking with a tune than singing, but his butt looked so cute in those tight pants that I was ready to 'Dance Through Life' with him.

That's one song I did think Victoria did well on. 'As Long As You're Mine' was textbook accurate notes. Not a lot of passion, but their actions made up for it. Still, absolutely no chemisty between the two of them, but they're both extremely good at acting and stage kissing.

I suppose I'm spoiled by the Soundtrack recorded by the Original Broadway Cast... which is AMAZING, by the way. So flawless and perfect... however, I wasn't dissapointed by the show that I saw. It was amazing just to see it in front of my own two eyes. I gave both girls a standing ovation and a brava! It must be hard to go out there every night and do that.

I was, however, ticked off that at Intermission, my sister seriously had to pee. I decided, eh, I'll go too, and the line was up the stairs and wrapped around the corner! Stupid ladies and their stupid small bladders! So, we manged to get to the bathroom, and they were calling one minute to curtain as we ran from the stalls. Despite running and managing to make it before the doors closed, we were forced to stand at the back of the auditorium for ten minutes. Why, I have no idea. I personally believe it's a fire hazard. I do believe that in cases other than this particular musical, it's usually that 10 minutes is when they will do a scene change in which it will be inconspicuous for a large group of relieved women to make their way to their seats. However, Wicked has extremely fast scene changes, and we were blocking everyone's way. In the case of this particular show, it would have been better just to let everyone go.

Also, why was I not aware that at the Opera House, they let people go to the bathroom!? I've been to quite a few productions, but only one other at the Opera House, but never has anybody been allowed to use the bathroom during a production. Yet I was talking to one of the ushers, and he said it was getting annoying that they had to keep opening the door for people to use the bathroom. Seriously!? Go to any other theater they'll say, "Hold it." and I agree! Honestly, you paid 200+ dollars for a ticket, and you're going to miss like, 5 minutes just because you have no self control! Considering how much they have to shove into 2 hours, 5 minutes is a lot to miss! This isn't a $7.50 movie here. It's a stage production. People are so ridiculous sometimes.

In other news, I've lived in Boston for most of my life, and there is nothing that pisses me off more than Boston attitudes. It's half the reason I moved down South to begin with. For instance, I was taking a picture with the Wicked poster, and some jackass man yelled at me. I told him to stuff it and tripped his wife.

However, I'm going to go back down to Florida for a bit of time ( maybe for a while ) so I'll be seeing you on the other side!

The Busy Day

2007-06-09T12:39:00.000-07:00

The Busy Day

Okay, where do I begin. I am back in Massachusetts and away from the wonderful world of Disney. It feels a bit surreal, but I didn't come here to talk about that.

What I did come here to talk about was the Golden Corrall. Ever heard of it? It's a resteraunt down south that is an all-you-can-eat buffet. Really ordinary looking from the outside, but apparently, an extreme delight on the inside. Kind of like Frankie Muniz, only a resteraunt and less cute.

Everyone says it's, like, the super-buffet or something. I was expecting rows and rows of buffets filled with delicious food all for moi.

What I got was...

Okay, does this look super to you? Because it doesn't look super to me. It looks limp and small. Shame.

I mean, they had okay food, but why didn't they have chicken nuggets? EVERY buffet has chicken nuggets... even the chinese ones have chicken nuggets. They had macaroni and cheese, but no chicken nuggets. You can't have one without the other.

The waitress ( who was psychic and knew the SECOND our drinks were half-full ) said that there were chicken tenders, but I never saw them. Plus, it totally wouldn't have been the same.

Plus I got mashed potato on my sleeve. Lame.

It was less junky food, more... actual food. Since when does a resteraunt do that?

See what I mean? Broccoli?

Well lucky for me, I like broccoli. Not so lucky for everyone who hates it. Plus, a good way to get the taste of healthy food out of your mouth is to wash it down with something decidedly unhealthy.

Brandy and Rob ( who managed to fix the car, give them a yippee skippee! ) went crazy at the buffet. I pretended I didn't know them for a little bit, before deciding that the two were just too much of a humerous pair to ignore.

.......... I have the right to remain silent.

I did, however, have fun with the desert section, which had three different types of cobbler, ice cream, and a bunch of different cakes.

However, the place still sucks, because they didn't have cheesecake.

I will be internet cliched and say WTF.

No cheesecake = :-(

It was good food, but I don't think I'd waste 6 bucks going there again. I'd rather go to Ale House and get 3 different appetizers, or go where I originally wanted to go, Ci Cis. I've never been there, you see, and they have an all-you-can-eat Pizza/Salad/Pasta buffet for $4.99!

Suddenly I feel like an infomercial.

The next morning after my Golden Corrall expedition, I, unfortunately, had to get on the plane to go to Massachusetts for a while. I had to wake up at 3:45, and had to be at the airport by 5. Needless to say, my spirits were dampened.

Security really is very stupid at the airports. I get why they're so strict, but why must they feel me up every time I go through security!!

I know why, because I wear baggy sweatshirts when I go on airplanes, and then don't wear a shirt underneith because it'll be "too hot". Basically, Bonnie, it's your own idiocy that makes it so you get frisked.

True that.

They made me take off all my jewelry and everything, and I had, ohhhh 20 minutes to get to my plane before takeoff, and I still had to take the little monorail thing to the gates. Oh boy.

I think some asian guys were talking about me in their asian language on the monorail. I couldn't tell you if they really were, maybe I am just paranoid. I kinda wanted to be like "This is an airport. If you speak another language here, you're a terrorist. They can arrest you for that ya know."

As soon as I got to the gate - voiillaaa! My driver's license was missing! So with 10 minutes till takeoff, and the smartly dressed man on the microphone saying anybody going to Providence had to board NOW or they'd leave without them, I was a little distraught.

I voiced my discretion to the smartly dressed man, who said he wouldn't leave without me. Oh, my hero. /sarcasm

I gave my name and adress to the lady at the microphone desk, before I just headed out.

Of course, I was the very, absolutely last person on the plane. So guess where I was sittingggg!!

OKay well that's a horrible picture, I had to take it in a rush, because I was in the assembly line getting off the plane, and you know people love to push you.

The middle, that's where I was!

Next to Mr.Yankees Fan fatboy and Mr.I'm 17 and I can't keep my eyes to myself.

Mr.Yankees Fan was okay, he slept the entire time. However, it was Mr.17-Year-Old that drove me crazy.

I got out my book "To Ride A Silver Broomstick" by Silver RavenWolf, and started reading at the place I had left off, Chapter 13, Section three, "Designing and Peforming Rituals". For those of you that don't know, "To Ride A Silver Broomstick" is a solitary guide to new generation witchcraft. (Very good book, by the way, I reccomend it! )

However, Mr.I'm-17 decided it would be a good idea to look over my shoulder. Needless to say, he never stopped the entire planeride, even when it was safe to use portible devices and I took out my computer.

I took out my computer and started to go into my word documents and stories to do some editing, before I noticed from a side glance that Mr.Nosy was STILL looking over my shoulder. So I played Snood for an hour just to amuse him and hoping he'd get bored with watching it. I almost wanted to hand him the computer and say "Hey, wanna play? It'll get you off my back!"

Finally I got frustrated and started editing videos, and pointedly turning the computer his way. Don't think that made him feel sheepish, he still stared at the screen as conspicuously as though it was his own computer.

Finally, with ten minutes of the flight left, I gave up and put the computer away, and took out my book again. This time I didn't care if he was reading. I hope he was reading. Maybe he'll learn something.

I saw him walking next to me when I got off the plane, and I so desperately wanted to stop him. I can just picture what I'd say.

"Excuse me.... Can I get a picture? I want to remember the face of the person who looked over my shoulder the entire planeride."

Not witty, but I think that even smething as to-the-point as that would make him incredibly embarassed.

At one point during the flight, however, he fell asleep for about 5 minutes!

That's when I took my "stuck in the middle" picture!

Aha! Stuck in the middle.

Then I got off the plane and went home, after ages of trying to figure out which bag is mine. I knew I should have bought a bright orange bag. I knew it.

That's all... I'm going to go finally do that editing I've been putting off.

Tata!

The Car Adventure

2007-05-28T09:05:00.000-07:00

The Car Adventure

I had a car adventure yesterday, right after my granola bar experiment, and I decided to share it with my blog.

I spent the whole day looking for a mechanic that was open on Sunday to get my sister's muffler fixed on her car ( the belt is broken so it's just kinda hanging there - wicked funny if you're driving behind her but not so funny if you're driving the car ) and was unsuccessful.

I was picking my sister up from work at EPCOT after, and I arrived wicked early, so I decided, hey, why not take random pictures of me and granola bars ( hence entry before this one ) - however, apparently my sister's car thought I was having a little too much fun and decided to teach me a lesson.

I was listening to 'High School Musical' ( I am the coolest cat on the planet, that's why ), and I decided I should drive up to the drop-off lane and wait for my sister to walk out of the cast building. About half way there, the radio ( which had been cheerfully playing 'Bop to the Top' ) turned itself off. I punched it, because that's what people do when electronics don't work, only to find out that the try-and-true method of violence did nothing in this particular situation.

At the drop off lane, I decided to give the car a break and shut it off. Suddenly, a parking spot opened up in 30-minute parking! I rushed to turn on the car and get the parking space.

However, the car kinda just...didn't turn on.

I got angry and called Disney Security for a jump. The security officer proceeded to scare the living crap out of me by yelling into my open window that I was parked in a red zone and that's a $280 ticket in the state of Florida.

Okkayyy... so I guess it wasn't a drop off lane. My bad!

I answered with doe eyes and a "My car is dead!" which made him become much nicer to me. He helped me jump my car and I went into 30-minute parking. The radio still wasn't working, but I just ignored it and waited some more. Then, the car started getting really loud, like, really really loud, and got louder, and louder and then shut itself off.

I voiced my confusion to the steering wheel, who, of course, didn't answer, before getting out and telling security I needed another jump. My sister came out of work then, and we argued for a bit before lapsing into silence and waiting for the jump.

Visuals of the wait -

Me looking really pissed off because it had been twenty minutes

After waiting almost a half-hour for the security officer to show up, he finally did. Unfortunately, this did nothing for my bad mood, and I decided that I would share with you guys how pissed off I was.

Me wicked pissed that it was the same officer as before

After we got the jump, Brandy (my sister ) of course made me drive. I think she had ESP that the car was going to die again, and didn't want to be the one embarassed in the drivers seat. Well, the car did die, however, it died halfway out of the parking space, right in front of a Disney bus full of people.

I win at life!

No picture available for that little fiasco, as you can imagine, but we had to PUSH the car back into the parking space, where we called for a tow truck, and Brandy called her "manly man" boyfriend to help us out.

The tow truck guy was a HUUUUGE ass. He even called me grouchy. Grrrr what a jackass!! And he didn't even have enough change to give me so to avoid awkwardness I was just like KEEP THE TWO DOLLARS.

Grrr!

Jackass

He dropped us off at the seediest little backwater place - nobody was there, because it was like 8 o clock at night, and in hicksville, e'rythin' closes at sundown.

The ma and pop place we were dropped off at.

After that, Brandy's boyfriend made a heroic entry in his Selica and saved the day by being a manly man. He even had tools in the back of his hatchback. If that's not a manly man, you prove me wrong.

"I really hope that's the engine..."

After a while, Brandy got out to help. What a good girlfriend. She actually helped, too, which is even more surprising.

"Yup, that's definitely the engine. Uh huh."

After a small amount of time, I, too, got out of Rob's car to help.

Haha, not.

I am so damn helpful.

Unfortunately, Rob actually found that the battery was dead or something, so they bought a new one. Rob was kind enough to drive me home, so I didn't have to help anymore. I was a bit tired from helping so much before, you see.

After they replaced the battery, Brandy was able to get the car home. However, she was faced by an obsticle that one does not want to see after such a tiring day. An obsticle that really does completely suck ASS after such a tiring day. Can anybody guess what that obsticle may be?

Ding ding ding! It's...............

EMPTYYYYY!!!

Oh, cars. They sure are the bane of my existance.

The search for the pefect low-fat snack bar!

2007-05-27T18:00:00.000-07:00

The Search for the Perfect Lowfat Snack Bar

I have decided that I need to find a good, yummy, filling snack bar that I can eat but that is good for me. So, I went to Walgreens and bought three snack bars to test out, and I decided to share my findings with you guys. The three I chose were Curves Chocolate and Peanut Butter Bar, SOYJOY Apple, and SOYJOY Berry. After hearing so many commercials about SOYJOY, I was pretty excited to try them, and well, I couldn't resist Chocolate.

A picture of the competitors -

Game on.

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Snack Bar #1 - SOYJOY Apple.

Well, SOYJOY is possibly the grossest thing I've ever eaten on first bite. It's sickeningly sweet, and the apple taste is all too much like a sour apple blow pop. the texture is good, but the taste is wicked gross.

After eating a few bites, I came to the conclusion that it is, in fact, an aquired taste. I could eat more of them, and I suppose I would spend money on them, but just because they boast that they are good for you, and the fact that the texture is like eating a cookie. The whole thing is like, two centimenters tall wide on the edges, and a perfect square. It's a perfect rectangle and a bit awkward.

Also, there are nuts in it. Totally wasn't advertised!

All in all, don't buy it if there is something better there. It's really not worth two dollars, and they don't sell boxes of these things, you have to buy them individually. Plus, after reading the label, I found out that each SOYJOY bar has 6 grams of fat. YEESH.

A serving of potato chips has 7 grams of fat. Huh. Go figure.

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Snack Bar #2 - SOYJOY Berry

Okay, so this was EXACTLY like the SOYJOY Apple, only totally gross and tasted like an orignal fig newton. Grossss. Really healthy tasting. I ate half, and then broke it up into small pieces and threw it to some birds that I saw straggling by my car.

They tried it, and then flew away without it.

Enough said. Get your 6 grams of fat somewhere else.

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Snack Bar #3 - Curves Chocolate and Peanut Butter Granola Bar

Well the chocolate was yum, and the peanuts were yum, but the bar was like... light. Granted, it boasted that there was only 100 calories, and both of the Soyjoy bars were more fattening, but I felt like something was missing when I ate it.

More like, where's the "snack" factor? I ate it before i realized I was eating it! The thing was so light and airey it was gone before I even realized I had taken a bite!

Granted, it was chocolate, but it won't fill you up. It would be the type of snack bar where you'd have to eat like, three of them. And I repeat, what's the point?

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The Winner

Quaker Chocolate Chunk granola bars. They're not healthy but they're delicious, they fill you up, but the problem is, they're so damn good you want to keep eating them.

So unfortunately, my search is still ongoing, because those don't count.

My snack bar search for the day was a bit of a dissapointment. Hmm. Oh well, better luck next time?

2007-05-12T19:11:00.000-07:00

First Blog

Okay, this is my first Blog, and I want to start it out right. So I decided to start it out with something everyone likes - cute furry animals, and Disney. That's not saying that everyone likes cute, furry animals - there are coldhearted people out there that don't like either. However, the majority will coo and aww over cute, furry animals and Disney, so here goes.

Disney and Pixar has a new movie coming out, it's called Ratatouille. Now, the definition of Ratatouille is some sort of french vegetable stew. Apparently ( not that you really need to know this ) it is usually made with eggplant, tomatoes, zucchini, peppers, and onions, and seasoned with herbs and garlic. In my opinion, doesn't sound too fantastic, but obviously it was interesting enough to base a movie off of.

However, first impressions are not what they seem. This movie is only HALF about a soup. The rest of it is about a rat named Remy. Apparently Remy makes completely delectable Ratatouille. I am probably not the first to point out the wordplay. Ratatouille, if you follow me?

Which is why most people think it is called Ratatouille. Not because there is a food called Ratatouille, but because there is, in fact, a rat in the movie and then a bunch of syllables added onto it to make it sound fancy. Trust me, that was my first impression as well. I'm right along with you guys on the 'oh, it must be a french thing' bandwagon.

Well, in case none of you have any idea what I'm talking about, here's a nine-minute teaser of the movie that makes it look... well, see for yourself.

Remy is quite possibly the cutest little rat in existance, but boy, look at the snozz on Linguini. Poor guy - for some reason he lives in France, and everyone has French accents except for him. Not only that, his parents named him after an ITALIAN food. That's gotta burn. No wonder he's so skittish. Having an American accent on top of being named after spaghetti when you're native to Paris would get you beat up in grade school.

Anyhow, in my opinion everything up until Remy and Linguini started talking was dull. I mean, I'm sure they expected everyone to be dazzled by the effects and pretty animation, but I wasn't impressed. And it doesn't take much to impress me. It doesn't even seem to be that good of a plot.

I do, however, sense that this soup that Remy made is not yet called Ratatouille. There is most definitely some sort of sappy ending where everyone realizes a rat made the soup and they call it Ratatouille in honor of Remy... How cute and predictable.