My blog

You asked us to explain what our blogs were about. However, I don’t really know what mine is about. I started off wanting to talk about stuff that matter, stuff that I think about and how I think and how it helps me explain life, helps me live. My first posts show that. But I was worried that I would not be able to spill out 1200 words a week, at least not ones that were good enough. I now see that the fear didn’t really matter because my blog is pretty much pointless anyway. It lacks substance and frankly, who cares what I think. I wouldn’t care what people think about movies and books and other forms of media. My writing is giberish and unimportant. I think this is mainly because it is an assignment, and you have forced me to write as such. My writing has no sincerity, and writing without complete sincerity will always be complete crap. I much rather have stuck with the writing notebooks because at least in those I could think. It was more natural, and my words flowed more easily. And each post was only like 100 pages so it was much more easier. Seriously though, are these blogs really necessary. After this class I doubt I will ever open it up again because it is embarrassing and I would like to not have to associate myself with such crap. I guess my blog that I have know is mainly a media blog I talk about books and movies and that’s pretty much it, sometimes TV shows. I watch at least one movie, read at least one book, and watch as least one TV show a week so it’s not hard to find material to talk about. But I am not a critic, so I don’t really know how to properly bash the items I talk about. I think I will change my topic though. I tire of this one and I hate doing things I hate and on such a regular basis, it’s almost hell.

Frankenstein

Gene Wilder is perhaps my favorite actor. Never mind, he IS my favorite actor. Ever since Willy Wonka and the Chocolate factory, I have been in love with him. When Tim Burton criticized Wilder’s portrayal of Wonka I considered assassinating him. It has been a personal goal of mine to see every movie he has ever been affiliated. While I am a little behind on this task, I did make some head way recently when I watched Young Frankenstein. It is a movie directed by Mel Brookes. I wouldn’t call myself a fan of his work, however, I do like an occasional picture of his, Young Frankenstein being one of them. His films are usually associated with cheap laughs, this one was no different, however, I enjoyed them this time. They were actually funny enough for me to laugh at and make a noise while I usually suppress the laughs from his movies for fear that if I think something of his is funny I will undoubtedly become an idiot. The movie features such talents as Peter Boyle (who plays the monster), Marty Feldman, Cloris Leachman, Teri Garr and Kenneth Mars. The cast was wonderfully picked, each contributing to the cheap, but delightful humor. The movie started out with Wilder teachin his biology class, because he is now a professor. One of his students inquirers about Professor Frankensteins grandfather who is known for reanimating dead tissue a.k.a. bringing the dead back to life. The professor is clearly embarrassed by his heritage and scolds the student for bringing it up while claiming his grandfather was insane. Frankenstein then finds out that his grandfather has died and he has inherited his work, but must venture of where else but Transylvania. He arrives there and spends about 20 minuets of the movie all angry and bitter when he happens upon his grandfather’s work. One thing leads to another and he takes up where his grandfather left off and creates another monster. There’s a little life lesson involved and some sexualish scenes, so Mr. Ayres you will probably like it, even though Gene Wilder doesn’t really strike me as playgirl criteria, I think that you will be able to appreciate the beauty of him. I liked this movie so and I would recommend it to not only Gene Wilder and Mel Brookes fans, but anyone above the age of 15, 14 if you’re mature. 7.8.
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The Ladykillers

So I watched this movie last night called the Ladykillers, except I think there are two of them, an original and a remake, and I watched the remake with Tom Hanks. It’s not that I have anything against Tom Hanks I rather enjoyed him in his Blockbusters like Castaway and The Da Vinci Code, but there is just something about his personality that makes him appear arrogant on screen and off. But anyway the movie was not bad, actually pretty funny mostly due to the other cast members including Marlon Waynes, who was also in White Chicks and Scary Movie, J.K. Simmons, who was in Thank You for Smoking and the Spidermans, Tzi Mia, Ryan Hurst, Lump Hudson, and Diane Delano who has been in a surprising amount of film however nothing I have seen. Anyway this movie starts off with G. H. Dorr who is played by Tom Hanks, and is the main character. He is disguised as a professor who wants to rent a room from this old church going women. The women believes his sincerity and allows him to rent the room. He says that he is apart of a music group and inquires if they can rehearse in the basement of her house. She agrees, setting up the perfect screen for the criminal scheme he is about to embark on. Hanks hires about seven other accomplices to help him in the task of robbing a bank. Each one is vital to the plan, each bringing something to the table. They set about digging the tunnel from the basement, their so called rehearsal room, to the vault of a not too far away casino. They eventually succeed in taking the money, but the land lord discovers what they are up to and threatens to turn them in if they do not return the money, and of course accompany her to church on Sunday. This is when the story really gets going. It is discusses among themselves as to what to do with the money, and consequently, the old women. It is decided that the old women should be “taken care of” mafia style. The only question is to who is supposed to carry out this evil task. The rest of the movie is ironic humor that provides for a good laugh. I would recommend this movie if you would enjoy something that doesn’t need a lot of thinking, or if you would like to see a side of Tom Hanks that hasn’t really been exposed. I was surprised that this man could be funny. Overall this movie wasn’t bad. It’s not the best, however I think I would watch it again. I think I will give it a 6.7.

Shop Girl

So I watched this movie right. Weird. so weird. It was with Steve Martin who I loved in the Father of the Bride movies but this was weird. It was some other actress I have never seen who goes by the name of Claire Danes who apparently was in Romeo+Juliet which now that I think about it I sort of remember her buy anyway. weird. Its about this chick who is really lame and has no friends and her life is so boring and then she meets this weird guy at the laundry mat and they go on a date, and he is weird too, so you would think they would go nicely together, however, he is the creeper kind of weird who tries to get with that but she’s all like no, but then she’s so lonely so he finally does get with that but then she meets this really old guy, enter Steve Martin. And he like wants her, but doesn't want to dat her, so he is sort of like her sugar daddy, but she really loves him, but he isn’t trying to have that so she gets all sad but then the creeper guy becomes not a creeper guy and they go out, and they are perfect together. But anyway its good for the fact that her relationship with Steve Martin is sort of Pretty Womanesgue, and her relationship is sort of Surendipacious but overall its a really weird movie. It gets a 4.2. I hope the novella is better. I did a really bad job explaining it so here.

Sorry

So I broke. I’m only human okay. And a teenage girl who seems to be quite susceptible to the bandwagon. I guess your curious as to what I’m talking about. I saw Twilight. You should probably just shoot me dead on the spot. But i don’t feel too terrible because i went when there were only like ten other people in the theater which means, no one saw me and hopefully the fad is over. But overall is wasn’t a bad movie. I don’t know if my word should be trusted however because the actor playing Edward Cullen, Robert Patterson, who also happened to be a playing a Ravenclaw dreamboat in the fourth Harry Potter movie as Cedric Diggory who ends up dyeing in the movie is so unbelievably attractive that he probably could have slaughtered a new born baby kitten, or even a baby and I would have loved it. Yes, that is exactly how sick I am. But the movie was really funny, and so cheesy. Its clear that Pattinson still has some work to do to reach the top ranks of actors. His performance, while extremely attractive was a bit overplayed with some overreacted reactions that ended up looking fake. The writers also overdid it a bit with a few out of place cliche lines. As for the actress who played Isabella Swan she was a better Isabella than I was expecting. I generally do not this actor because she always appears to be unhappy, or plagued with a constant bad taste in her mouth, however, in Twilight she was very good. I think that can for the most part be attributed to the fact that she is supposed to be in love with a vampire and since vampires are stereotyped with a less than hospitable personality, her look fits quite nicely. Aside from her poop mouth face, she was a really good Bella and contrasted the perfection that is Edward Cullen quite nicely. My fear that the movie would overshadow the book was forgotten after finishing the book. While the movie is good, the quality of it is nowhere near that of the book. I find myself feeling sorry for those fools who have only watched the movie and haven’t bothered with the book. If Jacob Black was slightly more attractive I would feel inclined to rate this movie at maybe even as high as a 9.5, but alas, the appearance of Mr. Black is not all that it indeed could be and I must leave you with a rating of let’s say 9.1

I’m sure many of you have seen the movie Breakfast at Tiffany’s. If not, I’ll give you a little synapses. It’s about this chick named Holly Golightly who is known as sort of a playgirl around the city of New York. Paul Varjak moves into the building that Holly is in and they become quick friends. The movie just kinda goes on like that for a couple of hours with a few twists that I would rather not give away. But anyway, I don’t want to talk about the movie although you should see it if you haven’t because I think it’s one of the best and most practical love stories except for the ending, but anyways. The book starts out with Paul talking about his experience with Miss Holly Golightly. It has been some time since she has left, and the bartender that they both knew and Paul are talking about her, and then the bartender shows Paul a picture of a carving that looks exactly like Holly Golightly and says that when he was in Africa, he saw it, and asked the man who carved it about it and the man said that it was a lady who had shared his mat with him. I thought this was a weird way to start out the book; however, I liked the original way it brought the main character into the book. The book then goes on to talk about Paul’s first encounters with Miss Golightly. The first introduction he had with her was when she kept ringing his doorbell extremely early in the morning. The one night, she snuck into his window, which is weird seeing as its New York, I would be scared, but anyways they started talking and she told him about her brother Fred who she clearly loves very much. This shows her vulnerability, and sets up a scene later in the novella. It sort of ends badly I guess and they don’t speak to each other for a while until she has a party but whatever I don’t really want to talk about the book too much cause I can never explain things very well so I usually try not to, however I can tell you that the book is really amazing and so much better than the movie. Holly quickly becomes a favorite fictional character, and its hard not to fall in love with her. She’s something of a roll model for me, discarding all her negative attributes. I think that she’s one of the few people who really know how to live life. She never takes things too seriously and she couldn’t care much what people think about her and her choice of lifestyle. The fly by night set up of her house and the traveling sticker on her mailbox that is described shows that she doesn’t plan too much into the future, that she keeps an open mind, and I like that. The ending is so much better than the movies. The movies is completely cheesy, but of course, people love a happy ending, so I can’t imagine them keeping it the same as the book. The book’s is more real, and leaves it open to interpretation, which I generally don’t like in books because I like to know everything, but in this case, it really did work. It’s only 110 pages which is so tiny so I would highly recommend it, just saying. If you would rather have a better idea of what the book is about, or your seeking a second opinion, its called google, look it up. And there’s this.

Twilight Protest

So I read the famous twilight books like two years ago when fear people knew who Edward Cullen. I loved the books, and I will embarrassingly admit that I most likely secretly vowed to become Edward’s betrothed. But after about the end of last year, I quickly took that back. It’s so ridiculous the amount of people who are now obsessed with him. Not only that, the people who are only obsessed because they have seen the movie and haven’t even bothered with that book. I’m not sure why I am bothered so much more by that, but I just think that if you are going to give yourself eternally to a fictionally character, you might as well have some respect and read his book. Because of this new Twilight mania that has swept the nation, I have decided to boycott the movie, at least until all the buzz goes down. I’m sick of people coming into class and being like, oh my god I just saw the movie and I love him. It makes me embarrassed to be of the same gender. I can’t even read the books in public anymore. I’m not one to care much about what people think, but to have people see me reading the book, and think to themselves, oh, she’s just like the rest of teenage America. Forget that, I don’t want to be pegged with those crazies. And I have reached my 1200 so peace. 

Slaughterhouse Five

So I finished my first Vonnegut book. I was pretty excited. The book that I read was Slaughterhouse  Five which is a pretty well known book. I have heard of it, but it didn’t really seem like it would interest me much but I have to say it wasn’t half bad. My friend was reading it, and he finished it fairly quickly and told m about it and it sounded really trippy. He suggested that I read it, and since everyone has, I thought what the heck, ill try a little conformity. The book starts off with Vonnegut talking, which is pretty much the whole book, because he is narrating, but he is talking about how this book will be bad, and he knows it, he expects it. Then he goes into talking about how it is an anti-war book and how ridiculous it is to write an anti-war book because as long as there is life there will be war, which indeed is a wise statement. He seems to view war and not a necessary evil, but one that will always exist, and I can’t say that I can argue with that. But then he moves on into the book and he talks about how he meets up with his old war buddy and they are talking and sort of reminiscing to try and get some ideas for his book but they can’t really think of anything to talk about because it has been so long. I don’t know that was kinda the boring part. But then it gets into the good stuff and he starts talking about how he was abducted by aliens and how he was taken to their planet as an animal on display. These aliens talk to him though and they ask him various questions and then they start talking about themselves. They talk about how on their planet they don’t feel sad when one of them dies because they are supposed to. Everything has already happens, and every time it happens the same way. If you do something, that is how you were supposed to do it. There are all these different dimensions i guess, and you can go to a different anytime you want and see whatever you want. It’s okay if someone dies, because they are really still alive, only in another time. I think this thinking makes sense, and although it may not be true, I wouldn’t be opposed to trying it. So Vonnegut pretty much spends the whole book going back to different times where he learned different things, and I am not really sure why it is an anti-war book, but regardless, it makes you think, and it is a really short book so I would recommend reading it. I think one of my favorite parts in the whole book is when Vonnegut is on the alien planet and he the aliens who are observing him get to ask him some questions. Vonnegut is responding to the questions and he thinks its a really smart answer, but in fact he says something really stupid and all the aliens are upset. He said something about how the world ends and he wished he could know or something, and all the aliens think he is retarded because they know how the world ends. Vonnegut asks how and they say that they blow it up because they were testing some new jet fuel. Vonngeut is like, well if you know, then why don’t you stop it and the aliens are all like, its already happened, it will always happen, you can’t change it. I just think that that is a cool way to look at life. 

Naked

So for some time I have heard of an author named David Sedaris which I am sure almost all of you have heard of. He seemed like an interesting writer, and since I had heard nothing but good things from him, I took it upon myself to purchase one of his books. Fitting with my immature personality, I chose the book that I thought best suited me. I picked Naked. While at Barnes and Nobel searching for the section where he would be under, I found him in the essay section. Now I can handle some essays that are about maybe 10 pages, I would even go so far as to say I enjoy them depending on the author and the topic; but a whole book of an essay, that seems to be pushing it. I have to admit this did slightly impact my view of this book, and maybe I did write it off before I had read it with my prejudice towards essays, however once I had started, I simply couldn’t stop. The first chapter was decent, nothing spectacular, but as the book goes on, it not only presents you with a completely new individual, but one who has actually seen things, and has had experiences that have shaped his life the way each of us have. The book provides you with a sense of knowledge, while not missing out on the humor of the situations the author seems to find himself in. David Sedaris seems to have taken these hilarious, as well as meaningful experiences he has had, and has used them and has taken the lessons from them. This is how an individual should be. Anyone who has experienced the stuff even close to what he has should be allowed to not only write a book, but for it to be published. I cannot count the amount of times I laughed, actually laughed from this book. I don’t mean I thought something was funny and said that in my head. I mean I hahaha enough for people to look at me like a crazy, and if they had been reading this book, and had at least an ounce of a sense of humor they would have done the same. I don’t want to completely ruin the story, because in no way am I even close to the storyteller Sedaris is, but my favorite story was the one of his friend he had met at work who brought him home to hang out. And let’s just say, it was not what I expected, but it made for a very hilarious story.

American Dream

Last Thursday I finished the book Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Pretty much, it’s about a guy named Hunter S. Thompson who is a journalist sent out to find the American Dream. He is accompanied by a man who is referred to as his attorney. His story is about the Mint 400 which is a race, although that’s not really key to the story. The story starts off with Hunter and his attorney driving to Las Vegas, and both are high. It starts off right with a laugh as the two encounter a hitch hiker who is eventually sacred away. I thought this book was really funny because its completely random, due in part to the massive amount of drugs that seem to be ingested throughout this story. This book is really just a compilation of stories that all seem to go wrong yet right at the same time. The journey for the American dream takes them to Las Vegas, yet I hardly think that’s where it truly is. The beauty about this book is that you don’t, at least I didn’t, get the meaning of it until you reflect back on it. This guy has no plan other than go to Las Vegas. Nothing in his life is planned further than the next day, yet things always seem to work out for him. He is not rich nor terribly famous and his only concern in life seems to be whether or not he will have enough drugs to get him through his days. He challenges authority and presses his limits like the part in the book when he goes to a police conference after he has bailed out on a hotel bill and is in current possession of illegal substances. He even has the audacity to tell a completely ridiculous story to one of the cops involving a decapitated women. And it is this randomness that gives the story its message. Hunter S. Thompson is living the American dream. it may not be the American dream the people usually imagine, but nonetheless it is the dream. he lives everyday of his life to fullest. He experiences more things in one week then most do their whole loves. The fact that he doesn’t plan and acts mostly on impulse gives his life the fun it is full of, and keeps him from the worry that most people experience. He doesn’t sweat the small stuff, and keeps moving on to the next big thing, and that is the American Dream.

Takin' A Journey

I recently watched the movie Journey to the Center of the Earth. It starred Brendan Fraser and some unknown but still good actors Josh Hutcherson and Anita Briem. Directed by Eric Brevig, it is supposedly based on Jules Verne’s novel, Journey to the center of the Earth. Despite the almost overdone plot of the adventurous common person turn explorer who ends up saving the world, or in this case his companions, and wraps it up with ‘getting the girl’ it still managed to keep my entertainment for most of the movie.Adventure movies can only take you to the edge of your seat so many times before becoming predictable, and if they do it continuously, they at least owe the audience to do it well. The movie was about a scientist, whose department is getting shut down, who has a brother that had gone missing about ten years ago. No one knows what happened to him, but his brother, Brendan Fraser, finds his brothers copy of Jules Verne’s Journey to the center of the earth. In the copy are noted written by his brother that give advice on how it would be possible to get to the center of the earth, and what is down there. This leads the scientist to believe that his brother had taken the book as non-fiction, and had attempted to indeed journey to the center of the earth. The scientist who is currently supposed to be taken care of his thirteen year old nephew, flies both him and his nephew over to New Zealand to find this other scientist who is supposed to have had ideas similar to his brother's. The scientists is dead, however, but his daughter, who is a mountain guide agrees to take the two men up to a mountain where some locator for an experiment the scientist is doing is. While they are up in the mountain, a storm hits, and they become trapped in a cave. They have to go into a cave to find a way out, and while doing so they happen upon the center of the earth and have various spellbinding experiences including a run in with a dinosaur and a dangerous encounter with lava. Overall, the movie is decent, but i would not buy it, for it is hardly worth the 2 bucks to rent it. Being a big fan of the movies Monkey Bone and Blast from the Past, I enjoy Brendan Fraser as much the next person, and in this movie, he is the one thing giving it a decent rating as opposed to sucky.

Mr. President

For those of you whose bedtime is before eleven, or for those of you who decided that the election results can wait till tomorrow, i pity you, for you have missed one of the most influential speeches in history. I just finished watching Barack Obama’s acceptance speech, and no matter who you were, it left you with a tear, or maybe even tears in your eyes. I have rarely heard something that has not only given me goosebumps, but froze me from the inside out. The hope with which he talks is so inspiring. He has set history, and as many people have said, he has provided inspiration to not only the youth of America, but the more experienced people as well. He knows. You can tell, he knows. His cause is noble, and his reach will be global. You would have walked away with such a feeling of hope, of change. You feel it coming, these aren't just empty promises. His slogan was on the tip of everybody's tongue. Yes, we can. And it wasn’t only said, it was believed. The people want change, and with him, they see it coming, and indeed it will. He is filled with hope for not only our country, but the citizens within it as well. He talked to the people who had been McCain supporters saying that he is their president too. He encourages unity between the divided states. No president before this since John F. Kennedy and George Washington has had the support of so many people. People may question the validity of his statements saying that he is not cut out for this job, or that he is lying, and can’t possibly keep all his promises. What they neglect to hear, or rather understand is that he isn’t really promising anything, at least not just himself. He makes promises on the basis of the nation. He has said many times that for any change to occur, we must be united, we must one, and we must be the change. We all have to work together if we want the change we seek, and that is the promise unto us. What people deem his socialistic ideals may not necessarily be bad for this country. We are clearly in need of change, and no matter whether you support him or not, he will have to be the one to bring it. Congratulations President Obama. Yes, you can.

The Book

So I just happened upon this new book. Its entitled “This Book will Change Your Life”. I know, the title is lacking in creativity, but if we judged every book by its title, would anyone have read half the books that are now considered classics. Anyway, this book is meant to be read over a period of a year, one page a day. Each page tells you to do something. I am only on day five, and i already love this book. Its so simple, yet so helpful. It encourages spontaneity which has sadly been lost with time as our society has moved to a more structured planned out one. The first day, it gives you some choices. Some of them being name your gentiles, tell someone your middle name, or pick your favorite toe. I was going to tell someone my middle name to someone since i don’t tell anyone my middle name, but there were too many people around, so i picked which of my toes was the prettiest. Its my middle toe on my right foot, your left. The next day, it has a little paragraph. The paragraph talks about soul mates, and then advises you to on this day, look at everyone as if they could be your soul mate, and act accordingly. See what I mean. This book brings up things that no one really thinks about, and if they do think about them, rarely do they ever act on such thoughts, yet with this book with this uncreative title, people will because it tells them to. And it is because of this title that this book is so appealing. Almost everyone wants to change their life, and this book puts it right out there, that this is what it will do, and the fact that you only have to do one thing a day that normally takes no more than five seconds increases its appeal even more. On day three, you are supposed to throw something away that you like. This has been my favorite suggestion. I am a firm believer that people have put way too much thought and feeling into their possessions. this is dangerous, and recently, I have tried to really think about this fact and detach myself from objects. The more objects one has, the more worry they experience, because there is always that concern that something bad might happen to them. However when I was trying to think of what to throw away, I found it extremely hard. I eventually decided on my nail polish to throw away. I liked it, but without it, I am still the same person. And by simply throwing nail polish away, I have been taught a lesson. And that is the beauty of the book.

SawFive

Yesterday was my birthday, and to celebrate I went to my first rated R movie legally. I thought to myself, what better thing to do on my seventeenth then exercise my new right to see naked people and hear what is now deemed inappropriate language. Its the same concept as going to Chuck E Cheese on your eighteenth birthday or drinking on your twenty-first. But anyway, i decided to see Saw 5 because it looked good. There’s nothing I like more than seeing people killed in sick and disgusting ways. So anyways it was pretty good. I have to admit, not many movies have been able to pull off five movies and still be good. The only one I can currently think of are the Rocky movies, however even those were a little shaky. It usually has to end at three, because by that time, everything has already been said, and everything has already been done to death. Saw five however has managed to not only maintain it’s entertainment qualities and execute its executions smartly, but also leave the plot open for, dare I say it, a sixth one. However, I think the saw movies may have an unfair advantage. You see, in only the first two movies were the actors the same. And even after the first one, the movies were left short, but it seems that these movies gat a new cast every time. I think this allows them to stay fresh and because of this, they have been able to pull off a fifth one. And its not even like those movies that say they’re the sequel to another one, but then there is a completely different cast with a whole new plot. Yes, there is new casts, but usually one of the actors carries over to the next one, where they are killed, but they serve as a link to the previous. Not only that, but the plot is the same as well. Its always jigsaw killing people who have taken life for granted, and some detective looking for them. Its almost as if the movie lacks creativity, because you almost know what’s going to happen, but yet, that isn’t the case. There’s no question though that without the twisted things that the victims have to do, this movie would not be as popular. I almost think that those take away from the movie though because there really is a message to be learned. Jigsaw kills for a reason-to make people appreciate life and stop taking it for granted. Scope it.

Doctors Without Boarders

Last night was Wednesday and if you don’t remember, Wednesday is the day that I watch ABC because private practice is on. There was again the normal drama with any prime time show, but this week one of the doctor’s friends came back. She had spent time with him when they had been part of doctors without boarders. Her coming back was like bringing the past with her, and the male doctor apparently liked her and blah, blah, blah, isn’t that important, but I did however find the doctors without boarders thing interesting. I decided a while ago that I wanted to be a doctor because I like to help people, and I find that stuff interesting, so why not combine the two. About a half a year ago I also decided that I want to go to Columbia University in New Your, New York for my undergrad, and then do my medical school in John Hopkins University. However, I have always wanted to travel and to see things before I do something like that. I know that once I began my schooling, it will be a while before I get to do anything else. I also know that if I do get accepted to Columbia University, I will not be able to take time off from school and do the things I want to do, like traveling. Being accepted to Columbia would just be an offer I couldn’t refuse. So last night after watching Private Practice I decided what I will do. If I am accepted to Columbia, or another school that would most likely be a one time thing, then I will go there and begin my schooling. I will graduate, hopefully become a top ranked doctor, and then eventually, I will do what I have always intended on doing and go over to Africa to fight poverty. Then I will come back, and open up homeless shelters. However, if I am not accepted to those schools, I will take time off. I will spend the first part of it traveling. I want to go completely by myself and see places that people have to plan and think about for years. I just want to do. Then, I will join the Peace Corps and do that for a while. After I have satisfied my desires, I will come home, and go to school to become a doctor. Then I will join Doctors without Boarders. Here is a website that gives the low down on what this is. Here.

Cell

So I just finished this book by Stephen King called Cell. Its about this guy named Clay who is like a comic book artist, and he is in Boston or something talking to a comic book maker guy trying to get his comic published and then in like the first 10 pages people go crazy and start attacking each other. Apparently there was a message sent out through cell phones which they refer to as a pulse that “wiped clean” the civility in people, and all that’s left is the barbaric killing instinct. The only people who have been exposed to the pulse are those that used there cell phone. So Clay meets this girl named Alice and this other man named Tom and they spend about 250 pages looking for Clay son who is back in Boston or someplace in that area. They run into another group of normal people who end up developing a scheme that will get them into trouble later on in the book with the “phonies”. The “phonies” (people who were hit by the pulse) start evolving and become telepathic and start rounding up all the non-phonies to change them into phonies for some unknown reason. It’s a typical Stephen King book complete with his usual suspense feeling and an emotional twist that seem to appear in all his books such as his search for his son. This also is seen in Pet Semetary with the father’s attachment to his son and wife, and in It with the little boy’s relationship to his murdered brother. Overall this book was very interesting, and was able to maintain my interest throughout; however, I don’t think I have come across a book of his that I haven’t liked so I would probably be seen as biased. I think this book does an excellent job of showing a so great a love for something that is causes the person to lose their rational thinking, and do anything to retrieve said love. Many times the father questions if his son is still alive, and if he is still alive, if he was still normal. Through the beginning of the book this question plagues him. Although he knows that it is very unlikely that his son is still alive, it doesn’t stop him from looking, and many of the decisions he makes are based on the ludicrous possibility of his son’s life.

Private Practice

So every Wednesday I like to watch ABC because there are shows that I enjoy. One of them is Private Practice. If you have never seen private practice, it’s like any doctor show but perhaps more dramatic if at all possible. There are six doctors with their own practice, one is a pediatrician, one is a psychiatrist, and I’m not too sure what the other ones are but they are doctors of some sorts. Anyway each week they all have a case and then conveniently seem to have some personal problem to go along with it. A little staged I know, but at least it’s not a show on lifetime, my mom would make so much fun of me. Then the boy doctors and the girl doctors seem to flock together like its recess in kindergarten and talk about both issues. For the girls it’s almost always boy troubles and for the guys it varies. The friendly conversations almost always seem to end in fights because of varying beliefs with the cases each one currently has. Currently the practice is going under and is not doing too well, so one of the doctors took over and now he runs it as a business, only trying to make money, instead of as a practice should be run. Well last night one of the doctors had this patient whose husband had recently died and she suspected her son of killing their dog. Because of this she thought her son was like a sociopath and was scared of him like slaughtering her in the night. One of the doctors called him in and tried to talk to him to find out why he had killed the dog but he wouldn’t talk. She ended up going to his school to get him to talk and he told her that the only reason he had killed the dog was because the dog had cancer and was sick and his mom was going to spend thoudands of dollars to fix it when they didn’t have that money and it was too much to put him down so he snapped its neck to avoid that and help his mom. I really liked this part of this show because it showed a lot about the human motivations and the priorities they set for themselves. A person is willing to decide what matters most to them even if both matter very much, which is what the kid did.

Oh Johnny

So I was reading this book about Johnny Depp entitled The Secret World of Johnny Depp. Yeah, I know sounds really good right. Johnny Depp, secret life, you can’t go wrong. So there I was reading it(I’m trying to make this story sound really exciting) and then I got to page like 100 and I thought to myself oh my lord this is one of the most boring books I have ever read. I would have stopped reading it only it was for a class and I assume I could make up the rest of the 265 pages because they were all like “Oh Johnny was in this movie and he was in that movie and this person was in this movie with him, but that person was also in this movie” and blah, blah, blah I don’t care. And plus I never like to not finish a book because when people ask if you have read it I want to be able to say yeah and tell them something about the book. Thank god I read this so now I can warn everyone not to read it. Anyway, I realized how boring people’s lives are. I mean to them, they are probably fairly interesting, but to other people, sooooo boring. It’s like a whole other life you have to listen to, and frankly, I’m already occupied with my life, I don’t have time to read about someone else’s. At least with like an autobiography you get to know what was going on in the person’s mind and why they made the decisions they made. With biographies you just get one or two quotes from interviews they have given, and that’s hardly personal. I used to love Johnny Depp, I mean love. It got to that point where I was near idolizing him. But after reading that, meh. He’s an interesting person, and he’s had an interesting life and I would still love to meet him. But that’s about the extent of it now. This book somehow humanized him I suppose. He is just like any other person with a normal life and a normal job and people have just taken it to the extreme with all the photos and rumors and all that other unnecessary drama. I guess it’s weird seeing someone we admire so much not be all that we thought they were, yet it brings with it a sense of relief to know that they aren’t. It equalizes us somehow and you realize that that stuff isn’t what’s important.

Don Jaun DeMarco

The other day I watched the movie Don Jaun DeMarco. It’s a movie with Johnny Depp about this guy who is convinced he is this Don Jaun DeMarco character who is apparently the greatest lover who ever lived. He tries to commit suicide because his one true love was taken away from him and he feels there is nothing left to live for. This psychiatrist is able to talk him out of it and he is committed to a mental institute. This psychiatrist is retiring in one week, so his boss is reluctant to give him this case, but the psychiatrist really wants to have it, so eventually he gets it. He talks with the Don and the Don tells him his story about his childhood. The Don is convinced that this is the truth making him appear even crazier. The psychiatrist asks him if he knows where he is, and the Don replies with some ludicrous answer, not helping his reputation. The Don then goes on to say that yes, he knows that he is in a mental institute, but that just on way of looking at it. He says something about how life can be looked at in multiple ways, and not one person’s way is right. The psychiatrist is completely amazed by this answer and the Don in general. The psychiatrist changes his life completely and begins enjoying things more and more. The Don preaches this stuff in such a way that makes you believe it, and in reality, its true. Does not every person have their own perception of life, of what it is meant for? Does not everyone want different things from life? Who’s to say what is right and wrong. If you see something one way, it does not make you wrong if someone else sees it another, only different. Reality is only a state of mind, and seeing as everyone has a different mind, reality must be different for everyone. You can sit back and go with the norm and do things how people say they are supposed to be done, or you can decide that that’s not how you want to do them, and do them in a way that adds joy to your life, and hopefully to the lives around you. I choose the latter because I want to deicide for myself what life should be, as should everybody else who wants a life of their own.

Auntie

My aunt is a sweetheart, one of the most genuine people you will ever meet. But I can’t stand her. I know that sounds bad but I just can’t. She is so nice and would go out of her way to help you if you were in trouble, but at the same time, I think she while she was helping you up, she would be one of those people putting you down. Now my aunt is an extremely religious person, a very by the book kinda gal. She quotes scriptures, prays before meals at McDonalds, and most likely sleeps with the good book under her pillow. She is strongly against gay marriage, condemns abortion as the work of the devil, and doesn’t allow Harry Potter books or any other forms of literature referring to demonic things into her house. And it is because of this that I can’t stand her. She wasn’t always this way either. Apparently she was some crazy hell raising teen with a leather jacket and no respect for authority, and also had the hard core tattooed, cigarette smoking, alcohol drinking, and motorcycle riding boyfriend to go along with her wild child persona. Then she met her husband and found the lord or something like that I don’t know the rest is kind of blurry those were just the details that stood out. But anyway my question is what happened. What went wrong or right depending on your point of view. I have always wanted to know but have never asked in fear of being scolded with good word. How does one change so much. How do you all of a sudden decide that you don’t want your life to be how it is? How do you completely forget everything you know and have learned and start all over? And why. As long as she’s happy I suppose its no harm but when she changed she lost something. Or maybe she didn’t loose it a just can’t find it in her. But she can’t connect. Or I can’t connect one of the two. But because I support gay marriage, because I believe in abortion, and because, for a couple of years, I was convinced I could make my cat levitate if I really wanted to we don’t connect. I don’t expect her to agree with my beliefs, I don’t expect anyone too, but I cant even discuss anything of importance with her because I know her mind ear will closed to what I’m saying. And in her mind she will decide to pray twice as hard for me because I am clearly the devil child with an overactive imagination who will surely travel down the wrong path where a smoking, tattooed, motorcycle driving boy will still what’s left of my uncorrupted mind.

Before it Goes

I was walking to my car today and all of a sudden I noticed the leaves, the tress, and the weather. I noticed fall. Then I realized that its nearing the end of October, and I had almost missed out on all of the joys fall brings. Now I’m not one of those wacky people who travel up northeast each year to see the changing of the leaves (I mean if you have to plan in time for nature it’s just not worth it) but I love the leaves and I love fall. It could be the delicious food of thanksgiving(although I don’t know how well this years will turn out seeing as I can only eat the mashed potatoes no gravy for my vegan diet) or it could be the cool weather, not snowing, but not stifling hot, or it could be because I’m a November baby and I love presents. I think it’s all of those combined. I’m not s person who likes change but a new season to me somehow signals a change in me. I want to blend into that season and enjoy all it has to offer. Think about all we do in fall. You can’t go to the pumpkin patch any other time of the year. Good luck trying to find a haunted house in April. You would look like an idiot in that batman costume in May. And you could eat a Thanksgiving meal in June, but it’s much less forgivable and you would most likely be labeled a cow. Each season has their own meaning. Spring is a time of rebirth with the blossoming flowers and melting snow , summer a time of life with plants in full bloom and school children playing through the days until the last lights of day threaten to end their joy, and winter a time of family and cozy warm fires and most importantly Santa with his bundle of presents for those who have managed to be good for a whole year. But fall, fall is a mix of all of those. There is still life lingering in the falling leaves of the auburn tree, there are children pleading with the sun to please stay out just a few more minutes, and there are holidays that bring our families together. There’s only a short amount of time before the beauty of this season passes us, so before you get ready for the winter of Iowa, take a few moments to relish in the season of fall.

Good moring. Today is the 9 of October. As the leaves change, and the summer warmth fades, I think today would be the perfect day to take a minute or two and go for a little walk or maybe even a bike ride. Time moves fast, but not too fast that you cant take a minute to enjoy it. Insipration can come in many forms, and I find that the simple things bring it more.

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