Monday, August 3, 2009


I was disturbed by the movie (bedroom cryfest over violence) so I decided to go out and buy my FIRST EVER COMIC BOOK to recapitulate and hopefully salvage something out of the first-row movie experience that left me a girl. I went into the store and asked this nerdy guy to sell me a good 'un, and he directed me to Watchmen by Allen Moore. I was a little skeptical at first, but the more I read the book, the more I loved it. Esp all of the references that would make a high school English teacher all hot and bothered. My faves were the Gunga Diner, taken from Rudyard Kipling's poem Gunga Din, and the name of the band "Pale Horse."

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Friday, July 24, 2009


I've recently been occupied with tracking down the underground cult of Newsies followers. Although the Disney movie flopped when it came out in theaters in 1992, it has acquired a modest following through the web. What does that mean, you might wonder? It means meticulous lists, puzzles, endless fan vids, and unapologetic fan sites about their mild "obsession."

I recently found this website, "Mush's Goil," devoted to everything Newsies, with a new quotation updated every week:

My favorite thing about this site is the "You know you're obsessed when..." list. Here are some of my favorites:

5. You and your friends go by your newsie names
13. Whenever you see "Fe" on the periodic table you immediatly think of Santa Fe and have a sudden urge to kick up dust
26. You have a Newsies outfit
27. You wear your Newsies outfit regularly
42. You think you see the Newsies in the most random places (I thought I spotted Trey Parker in WalMart one time.. but of course it wasnt him)
73. You've spent over 100 dollars on Newsies memerobilia.
88. You've had at least one one hour long phone conversation with a fellow newsie freak of just singing the songs. (I know I've had more than one!)

There's an entire page devoted to the hatred of the heroine in the movie, "Sarah," because she gets to kiss Christian Bale (aka Jack Kelly) at the end of the movie. The complaints? "She sounds like a man." I finally figured out that the maker of the site is an 17 year old self-proclaimed "RENThead" (that word gives me the creeps) who apparently grew up with Broadway coming out of her rear. She states:

"My dream roles are to be Glinda in Wicked, Velma in Chicago, Christine in Phantom, Amneris in Aida or Mimi in Rent."

Shoot big, there, kiddo.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

T'choupi et doudou

"French cartoon" might sound like a painful paradox, but believe it or not, there are cartoons out there made in France and the toddlers aren't smoking, wearing mascara, or having back alley sexual encounters.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

When we're together it's like hot coals in a fire

I don't know if you've ever encountered STACEY Q, but she's like a less fugly, more eighties version of Madonna. Why was she not more famous? I guess I'll chalk it up to the fact that an ivy headdress will never outwit a cone bra, and the well-placed seductive mole and gap tooth can come across as alluringly exotic. Psh.

I just feel for Stacey Q. She wasn't Madonna, no. That's understandable. But she wasn't even a Debbie, or a Tiffany. She could only be herself, and that ultimately caused her demise in the pop sphere.


It's been a while since I've fired up the ole bloggeroonie, but to be perfectly honest, I forgot my password and I had to try every permutation of my dead dog and some numbers before I got it just right, and then I realized that I had no inspiration and that nothing interesting happens in my life.

I'm taking a TESOL/TEFL certification class right now, and the material makes me want to scrape out my earwax and make a little earwax doll in the middle of class so I can have something to play with. This is gross.

I eat many peanut butter sandwiches. I eat one per day, and for a while I thought about upping the number to two or even two and one half peanut butter sandwiches per day. That struggle remains unresolved. Maybe I will make peanut butter bananas or ants on a log or switch the brand of peanut butter instead.

According to the Chinese Zodiac, I was born in the Year of the Snake. I realized that this has absolutely nothing to do with me.

Why don't they make round cookies with fortune cookie-type batter? Is the fortune/shape essential to the fortune cookie experience? If I have the cookie in a different shape, sans fortune, can I still call it a fortune cookie?

Adrien Brody. I've finally decided that he is an attractive man.