My DVD's up to date....

So i made this list...and it makes most people think that I'm crazy but I love movies they are what I do. SO here goes....

3:10 to Yuma
The 40-Year-Old Virgin

Across the Universe
The Addams Family
Adventures in Babysitting
The Adventures of Indiana Jones - The Complete DVD Movie Collection
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert
Almost Famous - The Director's Cut
American Psycho
Angel - Season One
Angel - Season Three
Angel - Season Two
Angel – Season Four
Angel – Season Five
The Aristocrats
Arrested Development - Season One
Arrested Development - Season Three
Arrested Development - Season Two
The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford
Atlantis - The Lost Empire

Bad News Bears
Batman Begins
Battlestar Galactica - Season One
Battlestar Galactica - Razor
Battlestar Galactica - Season 2.0
Battlestar Galactica - Season Three
Battlestar Galactica: Season 2.5
Benny And Joon
Beyond Borders
Big Fish
Biker Boyz
Bill & Ted's Bogus Journey
Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure
Billy Madison
Bio-Dome
The Birdcage
Blade
Blade II
Blade Runner: The Final Cut
Blade: Trinity
Blow
Blue Hawaii
The Bone Collector by
Bonnie and Clyde by Arthur Penn
The Boondock Saints - Unrated by Troy Duffy
Breakfast at Tiffany's by Blake Edwards
The Breakfast Club by John Hughes
BtVS - Season 1 by Joss Whedon
BtVS - Season 2 by Joss Whedon
BtVS - Season 3 by Joss Whedon
BtVS - Season 4 by Joss Whedon
BtVS - Season 5 by Joss Whedon
BtVS - Season 6 by Joss Whedon
BtVS - Season 7 by Joss Whedon
Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Fran Rubel Kuzui

Casablanca by Scott Benson (II), Douglas McCarthy, Michael Curtiz
Catch and Release by Susannah Grant
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Tim Burton
Chasing Amy by Kevin Smith
Chicken Little by Mark Dindal
Chocolat by Lasse Hallström
The Chronicles of Narnia - The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe by
Clerks - The Animated Series Uncensored by Steve Loter,
Clerks II by Kevin Smith
Clerks X by Kevin Smith
Clueless by Amy Heckerling
The Commitments by
Corpse Bride by Mike Johnson, Tim Burton
The Covenant by Renny Harlin
Crash by Paul Haggis
Criminal Minds - The First Season by Charles Haid, Richard Shepard

Daredevil by Mark Steven Johnson
Dark Angel - The Complete First Season by
Dark Angel: The Complete Second Season by Kenneth Biller,
The Dark Crystal by Henson, Jim, Oz, Frank
Dawson's Creek - The Complete First Season by James
Dawson's Creek - The Complete Fourth Season by James
Dawson's Creek - The Complete Second Season by James
The Day After Tomorrow by Roland Emmerich
Dazed & Confused by Richard Linklater
Dead Like Me - The Complete First Season by James Marshall
Dead Like Me - The Complete Second Season by James
The Departed by Martin Scorsese
Desperado by Robert Rodriguez
The Devil Wears Prada by David Frankel
Dexter - The First Season by Michael Cuesta, Tony Goldwyn
Dick Tracy by Warren Beatty
Die Hard Collection by John McTiernan, Renny Harlin
Dirty Dancing by Emile Ardolino
Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood by Callie Khouri
Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story by Rawson Marshall Thurber
Dog Day Afternoon by Sidney Lumet
Dogma: Special Edition by Kevin Smith
The Doors by
Dr. Strangelove or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb by Stanley Kubrick
The Dukes of Hazzard by Jay Chandrasekhar

Edward Scissorhands by Tim Burton
El Mariachi by Robert Rodriguez
Elizabethtown by Cameron Crowe
The Emperor's Club by Michael Hoffman
Enter the Dragon by Robert Clouse
The Epic Legends Collection by Mel Gibson, Ridley Scott
An Evening with Kevin Smith by J.M. Kenny
An Evening With Kevin Smith 2 - Even ing Harder by Kevin
Ever After - A Cinderella Story by Andy Tennant

Fantastic Four by Tim Story
Fight Club by David Fincher
Finding Neverland by Marc Forster
Firefly - The Complete Series by Joss Whedon, Tim Minear, Vern Gillum
Follow That Dream by Gordon Douglas
Four Brothers by John Singleton
Freaks and Geeks - The Complete Series by
Freaky Friday by Mark Waters (VIII)
Friday Night Lights by Peter Berg
From Hell by Albert Hughes, Allen Hughes
Futurama, Vol. 1 by
Futurama, Vol. 4 by

Ghost by Jerry Zucker
Ghost Whisperer - The Complete First Season by
Ghostbusters I & II Giftset by
Gia by Michael Cristofer
The Girl Next Door by Luke Greenfield
Girl, Interrupted by James Mangold
The Golden Compass by Chris weitz
Gone Baby Gone by Ben Affleck
Gone in 60 Seconds by Dominic Sena
Good Morning, Vietnam by Barry Levinson
Good Will Hunting by Gus Van Sant
Grease by Randa Kleiser
Grease 2 by Patricia Birch
Grey's Anatomy - The Complete Second Season by David
Grind by Casey La Scala

Hackers by Iain Softley
Hairspray by Adam Shankman
Hellboy by Guillermo del Toro
Heroes - Season One by
High School Musical by Kenny Ortega
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Garth Jennings
Hotel Rwanda by Terry George
House of D by David Duchovny
House, M.D. - Season One by
House, M.D. - Season Three by
House, M.D. - Season Two by

I Witness by Rowdy Herrington
I, Robot by Alex Proyas
I'm Not There by Todd Haynes
The Ice Harvest by Harold Ramis
The Incredible Adventures of Wallace and Gromit by Nick
The Incredibles by Brad Bird
Into the Blue by John Stockwell
The Iron Giant by Brad Bird
The Island by Michael Bay
It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia - Seasons 1 & 2 by

Jackie Brown by
Jarhead by Sam Mendes
Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back by Kevin Smith
Jersey Girl by Kevin Smith
Josie and The Pussycats by Kaplan, Deborah
Juno by Jason Reitman
Just Friends by Roger Kumble

Kill Bill - Volume One by Quentin Tarantino
Kill Bill, Volume 2 by Quentin Tarantino
Kiss Kiss Bang Bang by Shane Black

The L Word - The Complete First Season by Tricia Brock, Tony
Labyrinth by Jim Henson
Lara Croft - Tomb Raider by Simon West
Lara Croft Tomb Raider - The Cradle of Life by Jan de Bont
A League of Their Own by Penny Marshall
Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events by Brad
Little Miss Sunshine by Valerie Faris, Jonathan Dayton
Live Free or Die Hard by Len Wiseman
Lord of War by Andrew Niccol
Lords of Dogtown by Catherine Hardwicke
The Lost Boys by Joel Schumacher
A Lot Like Love by Nigel Cole
A Love Song for Bobby Long by Shainee Gabel

Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome by George Miller (II), George Ogilvie
Mallrats by Kevin Smith
Mean Girls by Mark Waters (VIII)
The Mighty Ducks by Stephen Herek
Monty Python and the Holy Grail by Jones, Terry
Moulin Rouge! by Baz Luhrmann
Mr. & Mrs. Smith by Doug Liman
The Mummy Collector's Set by Stephen Sommers
Mystic Pizza by Donald Petrie
Mystic River by Clint Eastwood

Nanny McPhee by Kirk Jones
National Treasure by Jon Turteltaub
Natural Born Killers - Oliver Stone Collection by Oliver Stone
NCIS - The Complete First Season by
The New Guy by Ed Decter
New York Minute by Dennie Gordon
The Nightmare Before Christmas by Henry Selick, Tim Burton
The Notebook by Nick Cassavetes
Now and Then by Lesli Linka Glatter
Nuremberg: The Nazis Facing Their Crimes by Christian

Ocean's 11 by Lewis Milestone
The Office - Season One by
The Office - Season Two by
The Office - Season Three by
Oliver & Company by George Scribner, Clyde Geronimi, Charles A.
Once Upon a Time in Mexico by
Original Sin by Michael Cristofer
The Outsiders by Francis Ford Coppola
Over the Hedge by Karey Kirkpatrick, Tim Johnson

Pan's Labyrinth by Guillermo del Toro
The Phantom of the Opera by Joel Schumacher
Pirates of the Caribbean - Dead Man's Chest by Gore Verbinski
Pirates of the Caribbean - The Curse of the Black Pearl by
Playing By Heart by Willard Carroll
Practical Magic by Griffin Dunne
The Prestige by Christopher Nolan
Pretty in Pink by Howard Deutch
Pretty Woman by Gary Marshall
The Princess Bride by Rob Reiner
The Producers by Susan Stroman
Pushing Tin by Mike Newell

Reefer Madness by Louis J. Gasnier
Rent by Chris Columbus
Reservoir Dogs by Quentin Tarantino
Riding in Cars With Boys by Penny Marshall
The Ringer by Barry W. Blaustein
Road House by Rowdy Herrington
The Road Warrior by George Miller (II)
Robin Williams - Live on Broadway by Marty Callner
Rock 'n Roll High School - Special Edition by Allan Arkush
Rock Star by Stephen Herek
The Rocky Horror Picture Show by Jim Sharman
Roswell - The Complete First Season by Patrick R. Norris
Roswell - The Complete Second Season by Patrick R. Norris
Roswell - The Complete Third Season by Patrick R. Norris
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer by Larry Roemer, Kizo Nagashima
Rumor Has It... by Rob Reiner
The Rundown by Peter Berg

Sahara by Breck Eisner
Saved! by Brian Dannelly
Say Anything by Cameron Crowe
School of Rock by Richard Linklater
Scoop by Woody Allen
Serenity by Joss Whedon
Shall We Dance by Peter Chelsom
Shrek by Andrew Adamson, Vicky Jenson
Siblings by David Weaver
Sin City by Frank Miller, Robert Rodriguez
Sisterhood Of The Travelling Pants by Ken Kwapis
Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow by Kerry Conran
Sky High by Mike Mitchell
Sleepy Hollow by Tim Burton
Slither by James Gunn
Smokin' Aces by Joe Carnahan
Spice World by Bob Spiers
St. Elmo's Fire by Joel Schumacher
Stateside by Reverge Anselmo
Stealth by Rob Cohen
Strictly Ballroom by Baz Luhrmann
Sweeney Todd - The Demon Barber of Fleet Street by Tim

Take the Lead by Liz Friedlander
Taking Lives - Director's Cut by D.J. Caruso
Team America - World Police by Trey Parker
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles by Steve Barron
Thank You for Smoking by Jason Reitman
Thelma & Louise by Ridley Scott
Titan A.E. by Don Bluth
Tommy by Ken Russell
Transformers by Michael Bay
Tristan and Isolde by Kevin Reynolds
Troy by Wolfgang Petersen
Tru Calling - The Complete Second Season by
Two for the Money by D.J. Caruso

Unbreakable by M. Night Shyamalan
Undiscovered by Meiert Avis
The United States of Leland by Matthew Ryan Hoge
The Usual Suspects by Bryan Singer

V for Vendetta by James McTeigue
Varsity Blues by Brian Robbins
Veronica Mars - The Complete First Season by Rob Thomas
Veronica Mars - The Complete Second Season by Rob Thomas
Veronica Mars - The Complete Third Season by Rob Thomas

Walk the Line by James Mangold
Wallace & Gromit - The Curse of the Were-Rabbit by Steve
We Own the Night by
The Weather Man by Gore Verbinski
The Wedding Date by Claire Kilner
Weeds - Season One
Weeds - Season Three
Weeds - Season Two
Weird Science
West Side Story
What's Eating Gilbert Grape
Who's Better, Who's Best: The Videos
Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory

X-Men
X-Men - The Last Stand
X2 - X-Men United
Young Guns

I hate it here.

I try not to. I try to remind myself that I chose this. And that I chose it for a reason. That I should be happy here. I'm not.

I really hate it here.

I really just want to be somewhere that I know people. I want to not have to spend weekends alone in a room that's too small and too cold. I want to know that if I call people they'll hang out. Or show up when they say they will. Or something.

I really hate being alone.

And that's all I ever am in this city.

I really hate it here.

what kind of person isn't there when her only sister has her first child?



that thought absolutely wrecked me all day.

.panic.

I don't know if I can do this.

I don't know if I want to do this.

I don't know if this is who I want to be.

I can't make myself care about anythign here.

I try.

I'm trying.

I just...don't.

I feel like I'm missing something.

That there's this giant "big picture" that everyone can see but me.

I don't think I'm on this big picture.

I don't think I have a picture at all.

I hate living alone.

Moved.

April 25th was a very long time ago. I'm aware of that. At the same time I had to sit down and think for a few moments about how momentously my world has changed.

The big and insanely obvious one is that I moved.

For a lot of people thats a very trivial thing to say. People move all the time. It isn't really a big deal for someone to move. But it really is.

I moved away from the onyl place I've ever lived. I didn't just move down the street. I moved provinces. I moved five hours away from the only place I've ever called home. Not just the house, but the city. I moved away from everyone I love and everyone who loves me. It was a very big thing. It still is, and I'm not really sure if it has sunk in yet.

Sometimes I walk around the apartment like I'm in a hotel, or I'm just chillin' here for a while. Every once in a while however, it hits me. This is where I live. This is my apartment. This is my place. In effect, this is my home. It's a very big adn terrifying and beautiful thought.

I miss home. There are some days I miss home so much it physically hurts. Some days I don't notice that I'm not at home. Some days i feel like I've always lived here and this is how it's always been. Those are the scariest thoughts of all.

I miss my family. I see my parents more often than anyone else I know who lives away from home. I don't know if that makes it easier or harder. I should have taken time off this summer and spent time with my family. That was a mistake that I'm not going to be able to repair. I don't think I'm ready to be on my own, but I don't think anyone really is.

I miss my friends. I don't know very many people here. Those I do know, I don't know well and I haven't seen in a very long time. I'm sure we aren't the same people we were. I miss being able to call any number of people when I was bored. I miss doing nothing with people who don't know that they mean as much as they do.

This new city is big. I never thought of home as small until I looked out my balcony one night and couldn't see where this city ended. It was almost smothering. I have to remind myself that it isn't as bad as it seems so I don't find myself becoming very claustrophobic. Something I didn't know I was until I moved here.

I started in a new school. I started a new degree. I did this alone. I can't remember a time when I didn't know anybody at a place I was going. I always knew someone, I always had a safety net. I don't have one here. I've made friends. Which is actually quite a feat for me. I usually let the few friends I have make friends and then sort of latch onto them. I'm quite proud of this.

I've officially started my life. It would be a lie to say I wasn't petrified. Because I am. I'm overwhelmed, scared, proud, uncomfortable, calm, frantic, sad, angry, and alone. But overall I'm okay. At least I will be soon.


QUOTE: If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there - Lewis Carroll

My Visual DNA

Read my VisualDNA™ Get your own VisualDNA™

Tommy's mum found out, but he put the blame on me and Ray

some things i've been pondering.....

am i really grown up enough to live on my own?

why are some covers of songs better than the original? for example The Ataris' cover of Boys of Summer vs. the original, and the Dixie Chicks' Landslide vs. the Stevie Nicks original.

Why is the Punisher in a very Captain America-esque outfit?

Why is everything Joss Whedon touches so damn good?

and finally, would i really bother coming back?

BOWIE!QUOTE: I had to resign myself, many years ago, that I'm not too articulate when it comes to explaining how I feel about things. But my music does it for me, it really does.

Tommy lit a fire one day, nearly burned the field away

So....Edmonton....that's the plan at least.

I guess it's finally time to get off my ass and 'make something of myself'.

It's a scary thought.

Now I just have to finish filling out my application, get my transcripts, and write a portfolio. The first two should be painless. As for the portfolio....I kind of want to throw up just thinking about writing it. I don't write nonfiction. I'm no good at it.

It's sort of like starting all over again. Which I'm not too crazy about.

I bought the Outsiders today....it didn't make me feel any better. Also, I didn't get tickets to 300, so now I have to go tomorrow. That probably made me feel worse.

In four more years I'll have a Bachelor of Applied Communications in Professional Writing.

I still don't know what that means.

Tony climbed a tree and fell, trying hard to touch the sky

Okay so....I know I never post in here. And that sucks. For me. Because that means I'm breaking a promise I made to myself - and those are the most important kind. I just haven't had anything to write about.....until now.

I just found out the most depressing news.

Joss Whedon dropped out of the Wonderwoman movie.





yeah. i know.

It actually breaks my heart a little bit because i know that he would have stayed true to the comics...and now whoever takes it over won't. And because I miss Joss Whedon like no one's business. I mean Season 8 is coming eventually...but even that's not enough. I really wanted him to do this movie, it has SO much potential. ugh. I'm broken.
You can read all about it here.

I'm going to cry now.

But we will be, very shortly

I really should be reading for Art History. I mean, it's not like I have anything profound to write about. Or anything to write about at all.

I started watching House. I realize I'm late in jumping on that bandwagon, but at least I came around. Now, it can be argued that the show is unrealistic. But it is on television. At least they didn't put it in space. Or a shire.
All of the medical problems that arrive at the doorstep of Dr. House, are real and treatable. I checked. So what makes this show so much better than ER, or Grey's Anatomy? Okay, bad idea. You can't compare three shows like that. They aren't about the same thing. They may all be set in a hospital, but they aren't about the same things. Grey's Anatomy has chosen to focus on the lives of the interns, the relationships that they go through, the surgeries they want, the trials and tribulations that it takes them through to get to where they want to be. And it's entertaining, and funny, and a lot of times ridiculous. But the characters are strong, they don't flip flop between being two different personas, like a lot of television characters do. And they're realistic. I know a few guys like Alex, and more than one girl like Meredith.
Er should just admit that it's run is over. It won't, but it should. ER has always focused on the insanity that is an emergency room. Thus the namesake. The characters are interchangeable through the seasons, it doesn't matter that George Clooney left because now there's a John Stamos, who might as well have kept the characters name. ER is a revolving door, despite the fact that only one person has come out of it with a recognizable career, people still jump at the chance to play doctor whatever on season 97.
House is a different story. It focuses around one person, the asshole who is too smart for his own good and knows it. There are a bunch of other characters, who I'm sure everyone can relate to...that is of course the purpose of a supporting character. But House is honest and blunt...a little crazy....and mean. He's definitly a character. The main complaint I've heard about this show is that they don't just let doctors work like that. You can't have a trial and error on a patient. My response to that is to laugh wholeheartedly at your naivety. Of course House is always going to come up right because it's a TV show, and no one would watch it if he kept killing people. Well....I would. But I doubt many other people would. I watch House because I wish people were that blunt. It would make life easier..and more comical. I watch it because it's funny, and because it's available to rent.
I will continue to watch Grey's Anatomy....I'm not too sure about ER, not that I ever watched it religiously, but it's run it's course...twice. But now I think I'll add House to my fandom list.
There's always room for one more.



Oh and in case Dr. Wilson looks familiar and you can't figure out what from...he was Neil in Dead Poet's Society.

BOWIE!QUOTE: I believe that I often bring out the best in somebody's talents.

Intermission

I'm fucking terrified right now. No jokes. I'm holed up in my room, every light in the house on, cowering in a corner with a steak knife terrified. This is what happens when you turn 21. I'm never watching television alone in dark house again. Ever.
My house makes weird noises.
Also, I don't know how to work the thermostat so I'm freezing. Apparently telling my parents I would be fine while they went away for a leisurely weekend at the coast was a big fucking lie.
I'm pretty sure I should not sleep with this steak knife, but i'm having trouble putting it down.
My stomach hurts. It might be the bag of marshmallows I had for dinner. Or the brownies I had for lunch.
Steph was supposed to message me back so I didn't go crazy. She didn't.
I got a shiny new belt buckle today. Even that thought didn't make me any less terrified. But I just heard a very weird noise and I didn't like it one bit.
I wonder if anyone has ever been murdered mid-blog.



Okay let's never think that thought again.
I hope my dogs okay. I'm assuming she is. I'd go down and check on her but I'm a bit too busy freaking out.
This is not a fun way to spend a Thursday night.
If I don't get some sleep school is going to be heinous tomorrow.
And I really have to go to class because I haven't been going, and it's important to go.


I'm fucking terrified.

It's only 5 o'clock, and we're not tired yet

Okay......in case anyone has been wondering what's been up.

My computer hates me. No jokes. Right now I'm writing from the university. But yeah, Windows crashed (again). So i had to reformat my computer. Luckily Brett was there to help. But for those of you who don't know......reformatting your computer means everything you ahev on your C drive gets deleted. And although I have a brand spankin' new external harddrive I wasn't even a third of the way done backing up my shit. So that meant that two thirds of everything on my C drive was going to be lost....by this point i was crying on the inside.....then we tried to take my computer apart. Literally. We took my computer apart into several little pieces.....Dell sucks by the way because you can't jsut life off the bottom. So that failed. Then we were going to try an install Windows on a different partition. I didn't know you could ahve partitions on your hard drive...then only excuse i haev for that is that i'm a girl. Cliched or not, that's my excuse. That didn't work either. And Windows wouldn't install on my external hard drive because Windows is a bastard. By this time it's been almost two hours of Brett wracking his brain trying to figure out what the hell to do.
We went on the internet....it's a handy tool.
We found out how to get the hard drive out of the computer, it's seriously more complicated than it sounds i promise. So he took my harddrive and did some computer voodoo, and managed to put my hard drive in his computer so that he could download everything onto my external hard drive, his name is Otto.
So then once everything was on my external hard drive we deleted the little laptop harddrive (Billybob). Then reinstalled windows. WE watched Space Jam too. But now i don't have any of the drivers for my laptop. So we spent another half hour trying to figure out what the hell came with my computer. Then dwonloading the right drivers, because while i'm sure my computer came with a disk....i have no idea where the hell it would be. I'm that organized. so now i have to try and remember what the hell Dave, my moms tech guy from work, did to our computers to allow us onto the internet.
The point of this entire rant is back up your shit. And soemtimes it's a good thing that professors hadn out readings and handouts. Because when your computer crashes and you can't get onto the internet.....life sucks. A lot.
Plus side....now my computer is set up so that if it ever crashes again everythign will be safe. I made a new harddrive partition. Don't ask me how. But i did.
And I finally got the rest of Beth's Christmas present so i don't feel like such a dick.
OH and I turn 21 on Friday. Which I'm not too psyched about, but I will be at Whiskey Jacks all night so everyone should come and sing me kareoke......preferably something from the 80's, and i like when it's offkey. Seriously, it amkes it better.
All fo this has made em decide that I'm not going to class. I have to brave the shitty ass weather and go home and fix my computer because I have to download everythign again. Like antivirus shit....and limewire....and other things to help me steal.
Random thought...what is in the Anarchist's Cookbook? I mean....other than bomb shit. I'm curious.
As for school......my English class is getting better, I like learning about trashy dime novels. Um...My social control class, whcih is starting right now, is.....decent. I wanted to learn about crazy people. That's cool though, the prof is pretty cool. He sounds like donald sutherland. My Roman Civilization class, which i was told would be easy.....isn't. IT's a lot of reading, and all of it's online, needless to say I haven't got a alot done. My Art History class is good, the teacher is a crazy bitch, think Samantha from Sex and ther City if she had Charlotte's job. And she's all over the place, so my notes are insane, but it'll be cool.
Okay i'm done, and going home.

i don't have my Bowie quotes with me.....

Something I Can Believe In...

In the year 2007 I resolve to: Smoke canadian weed. Get your resolution here.

There's lots more things to do

I'm pretty much a happy camper. This might have something to do with the Ortiz/Liddell fight coming on soon. Or maybe the fact that I'm housesitting so I have a reason to ditch the family whenever I feel like. Okay, to be perfectly honest it's because I got the best e-mail ever. Three words: I'm not dead.
And while this may seem like a weird e-mail to get, I enjoyed it thoroughly. Then of course I got the other e-mail, the batch e-mail that was sent to everyone. I hate those. If you're going to e-mail me, I like being the only recipient. Thus the three worded e-mail. Happy camper.
As for the whole Christmas thing, I have to admit I was pretty disappointed. I mean, why do I make a list every year if no one gets me anything off of it. This does not include everyone of course. My siblings are awesome when it comes to gifts, probably because they sort of like me sometimes. And my friends are usually on the proverbial ball. The rest of the family however. Disappointed. Is Disney Scene-It really too much to ask for? I mean, I shopped around for it so I could relay the cheapest place to buy it. I did all the freakin' work. But no. I got a calender. That's it. That's all. And yeah, I am acting like a spoiled brat but seriously.
On the upside, I got a sweet popcorn maker. It had come in very very handy.
And a new hard drive. Which is also handy. Go team Spoiled.

Okay I'm done, I'll bitch about the world on online ordering later.

BOWIE!QUOTE: I think it all comes back to being very selfish as an artist. I mean, I really do just write and record what interests me and I do approach the stage shows in much the same way.

Merry Christmas Fuckers.

no, i'm not dead.
just studying.
i have a new review coming up sometime soon.
i've been busy at my other journal, posting left and right. because i rock like that.

in case i don't get back to this....merry christmas fuckers.



BOWIE!QUOTE: Sometimes you stumble across a few chords that put you in a reflective place.

Dance the night away by karchan85
Name
What you Look like
The Music	The Music in your Head

Something New.

Okay, the other day someone mentioned to me that I should write a comic blog. As my current blog is aptly named Shoot Your TV ---Read Comics, I figured I should give it a shot. Spoilers will abound.

Let me start out by pointing out that I read comics. This should be obvious, but I mentioned it just in case. The second thing I need to say is that I know nothing about comics. I know what I like, I know which writers make me laugh, I know what kind of art I enjoy. With all of this said I present to you...

The Fanboy Chubby of the Week

This week, I'm looking at Punisher War Journal issue one. Written by Matt Fraction, art by Ariel Olivetti, coloring by Dean White.

This is the first time Punisher is mentioned in the Civil War arc. It takes place right before Civil War issue 5.

For anyone not reading Civil War, I'll sum it up for you as best as I can. The Powers That Be have instituted something called the 'Superhuman Registration Act' which requires anyone and everyone possessing superhuman abilities to register with the government. As you can well imagine, this did not go over well. In fact it split allegiances down the middle. There's the pro side, led by Iron Man. This team includes Reed Richards and the government, other than that, no one really knows. The con team is being led by Captain America. This team has all of my flavour favorites. It's got Wolverine, Luke Cage, Daredevil, Falcon, Black Panther, and the recent addition of Invisible Girl and the Human Torch, the list goes on. Those who don't register and are caught are put in a special prison and kept there until they agree to register. There are battles left and right, leading to the death of some superheroes.

Back to the Punisher, the first thing you have to notice is the cover. And it's flawless. He's holding big guns, he looks pissed, and he's wearing the skull shirt. It's everything you want from Frank Castle.

Now, I've never read any other Punisher comics, so I'm nowhere near an expert. I saw the movie, John Travolta was good. To be honest the only reason I even read this was because Deryk put it in my hand.

The story was a bit confusing, it start out with some guy that I'm sure I'm supposed to know who he is - I don't. And the government asking him to hunt down the Punisher. Flip the page to the Punisher sitting in a van doing recon on a pedophile because he's bored. Then some idiot calling himself Stiltman shows up, Castle kills him, and then the pedophile. The guy I'm supposed to know shows up and sends some S.H.E.I.L.D agents after Castle in the tunnel ( like the Moosejaw tunnels...only presumably authentic). He kicks their asses and takes their guns and goes hunting for the Terrible Tinkerer (Okay seriously who comes up with these names?), he finds him, gets some information and heads out to find Rampage. Rampage is a grown man who makes toys to play with while he pretends he's taking over the world. Nice guy. Rampage gives Castle some gadgetry and he goes all stealthy, waiting for Iron Man to make a move so that he can kick his ass. The gadgetry goes off and he follows the blinking light into the sewers where he finds Spidey getting his ass kicked by two of his former enemies, who are now working for Iron Man. He saves Spidey and takes him to the super secret hiding place of Captain America and the 'resistance'.

A lot happens. A lot happens quickly. And while I was a little intimidated by the plethora (word of the day) of information being thrown at me, I get it. Issue one has to rock so people will buy issue two. On the upside, there were some awesome points about the writing. The majority of the script is in captions. Castle's a quiet guy, so it's nice to have some insight into what he's thinking, even if it's just obscure Gilligan's Island references.

Now onto the art. This isn't classic coloring by any means. There aren't bold colors, everything seems a bit muted (I'm sure there's a word for this somewhere). The art makes everything look more real at times, and other times makes everything look ridiculous, like the size of Castle's arms for example. The facial expressions are dead on, but everything looks shiny. If i have to take issue with anything it would be the sheer size of Frank Castle. I mean, he's HUGE! For a guy that sits in a van all day he's certainly cut. and his arms are roughly the size of Spiderman's entire body.

My verdict. It's a good read. Even if you know nothing about the Punisher other than he likes to shoot things, it's a good read. I had to read it a couple times to take everything in, but I'm weird like that. It left me excited for the next War Journal, which is always a good thing.

The best art: it's a tie. On page twelve, the 5th panel, where Castle is holding his newly acquired guns (and probably flexing), and on page eighteen, the fifth panel, the look on the Terrible Tinkerer's face...priceless.
The worst art: the last page, Captain America....he looks like he's trying to dance to Ludacris or something, it's just not working.
The best line: page 30, when Punisher is carrying Spiderman over his shoulder:
Spidey: Hey, can we stop by an A.T.M.? I don't have any cash on me, so
I can't pay your fare.
Punisher: You don't have to pay me jackass
Spidey: Oh, awesome. Action is MY reward, too.
The Worst Line: There's a lot of bad lines....

end.

SURVEYS ARE FUN

Ten things I Love That Begin With The Letter “I”

1) Ice Cream….that ones a given, but seriously, I’m Ice creams biggest fan.

2) Iron Giant….it’s a great animated film with a kid that creeps the hell out of me…but I love it lots.

3) Image Comics. That’s right I’m cool enough to read comics. Image is home to some of the best things out there, for example, Invincible (which has gone on forvere and still rocks), Cassanova ( according to my go to comic book guy if you aren’t reading this you’re a fucktard…his words, not mine), Fell (which is a Warren Ellis…he’s the greatest), and The Amazing Joy Buzzards…needless to say Image is where it’s at.

4) Speaking of comics Immonen. He’s a comic book artist. And he’s great, AND he’s Canadian. He did the pencils for Nextwave (Another Warren Ellis), and it’s beautiful.

5) I Can’t Decide by the Scissor Sisters….download it..it’s angry disco wonderful

6) I Know I Know I Know by Tegan and Sara because they’re fabulous and the song is adorable.

7) Icarus…as in the greek myth about the cocky kid that didn’t listen to his dad….I love greek myths and my dad likes to remind me about this one far more often then he should…if you can find it download Icarus by Jason Webley

8) Internet. There are no words.

9) The Iliad….We everlasting gods . . .

10) Inferno by Dante Alighieri... Thence we came forth to rebehold the stars.

Mother calls, but we don't hear

I think I might be too picky.

I mean, I know in a lot of ways I'm really picky...but this time I'm talking about guys. Now, I realize that I don't have a lot of room to be picky, I'm not that naive....this isn't where this entry was supposed to go.

I went on a thing tonight. I'm reluctant to call it a date because we just met for coffee after my night class. And I'm not really sure that going for coffee qualifies as a date. I didn't tell anyone because I'm a little superstitious and I didn't want to jinx it. Yes I do believe in jinxing things, I'm that cool.

Before I get into a bit more detail I feel I should explain something. This boy, from my english class, asked me out for a movie. He had passes or something. I said I couldn't because I had the dumb night class that I hate. He said we should meet up later for coffee then. I said yes. I don't know why I said yes. This isn't the boy in the same class that has caught my eye. This is a different boy. We don't have much in common that I know of, other than our mutual love of movies. Or so he professed. He's not ugly, he's not gorgeous either. If I had to describe him, I'd say average. So I'm not really sure why I said yes at all to a boy I don't know, to do something i don't like to do, on a night that I never go out on. (mondays suck.)

So we meet for coffee at some little coffe place. I don't drink coffee, but of course he doesn't know that. We make awkward small talk, the whole...how was class...thing. Then he says he went to see the Prestige. So I figure, okay, now we can talk. So I ask him what he thought about it.

HIs reply: Scarlett JOhanson is really hot.

NOw, I might be wrong, but is that the type of thing you say when at coffee? I didn't think so.

So I said 'yeah, but what did you think of the movie?' this was apparently a very difficult question because he thought about it for a really long time. I really enjoyed this movie, like lots. Not just because David Bowie shows up, but that helped. So i'm expecting to be able to have a fairly decent conversation about it.

His Reply: That Batman guy was good.

That Batman guy refers to Christian Bale. So I was a little put off by that, I mean this kid said he was sort of a movie buff. I don't even call myself a movie buff....but I can remember Christian Bale's name. So i agreed again, yeah Christian Bale is an awesome actor, I like most of his stuff.

His reply: Well other than Batman he hasn't been in much of anything.

I think that's where he lost me.

Christian Bale was in American Psycho. Christian Bale was in Equilibrium. Christian Bale was in the Machinist. He was in Newsies, and Swing Kids, and Little Women....The guy was in Shaft for fuck's sake.

So i decided to stop talking about movies. We moved onto music. I don't know very much about music, I know what I like and that's about it. I can tell you about maybe four or five artists that I'm a huge fan of, and other than that I let Beth be the music buff.

What I do know, is that Fallout Boy is not punk. I know that Justin Timberlake isn't hiphop. And I know that if you like Nickleback you're pretty much guaranteed to like Theory of a Deadman and Hinder.

So here's my question: Am I being too picky? I mean, is his lack of movie knowledge enough to make him that unattractive?

le sigh

BOWIE!QUOTE: I never could get over the fact that The Pixies formed, worked and separated without America taking them to its heart or even recognizing their existence for the most part.

He gets in the way but we always let him play with us

Apparently I was wrong. It's not a poem. It's lyrics from a song called Citizens of Tomorrow by Tokyo Police Club. My only brother corrected me. Which is greatly appreciated. As for the song, it's pretty sweet. If you're into Geek!Rock. Which I really, really am. But you knew that. Or I should hope you knew that.

Sometimes I wonder who I'm writing to. Then I think it's dumb so I stop.

It's weird how when you think you're totally over something. Like really over and through it, adn then you're like, oh okay....I get it...It gest easier...that's cool. And then out of NOWHERE, it hits you like a huge fuckin' truck. And it sucks just as much as it used to. And then what?

Then you throw a Disco!PityParty. You're all invited. It's Saturday night in my basement. BYOB. I'll be there drinking alone, it'll be a blast.

BOWIE!QUOTE: To not be modest about it, you'll find that with only a couple of exceptions, most of the musicians that I've worked with have done their best work by far with me.