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Too many hospital and doctor and vet visits in one weekend, thank you very much. >_< Dad in the hospital with two herniated disks, Trisky with a cyst on each foot which she licked open, yay, blood all over my silver rug! Antibiotics and Nolvasan soaks three times a day! And Sano with his really bad ear infection. Tomorrow's my turn, find out why I can't breathe these days. Here are my two guesses: 1) severe asmtha or 2) something else.

With all that stuff, though, I still got the inside of my house decorated, and I must say, it looks nicer than it did even last year. ^_^ Lemme tell ya, Target has some really cool decorations! I have to do the outside tomorrow, hopefully before my appointment.

So tonight I'm going out to the movies--not alone this time and not on a date either, but with Mom, Dad and Gran. Gran wants to see the Haunted Mansion movie. I know it's not going to kick as much ass as Pirates, but I think it'll still be cool. I know the Disney ride backwards and forwards (in fact sometimes when I can't sleep, I go through the entire monologue in my head, starting at the very beginning: "Welcome, foolish mortals, to the Haunted Mansion. I am your host...your ghost host. Our tour begins here in this gallery; here where you see paintings of some of our guests, as they appeared in their corruptable, mortal states. Kindly step all the way in, please, and make room for everybody. There's no turning back now...." and so on. Believe me, I could go on. ;D ) It's one of my favorite rides.

Next week promises to be fun, too. I get the kids next week, and we're going to go pick out my tree, then come home and decorate it. Then later, up to my parents' for popcorn and brownies and Pirates (the DVD comes out Tuesday, and it's got all this extra stuff on it, so color me wildly excited!)

And then, one of the following weekdays, I have my Christmas party for my two best girl friends. Eggnog, gifts, chat (the kind we can only tell each other,) and yet more Pirates, since Trish hasn't seen it yet. Okay, maybe that's all a little "didn't I see that in a Meg Ryan movie once?" but still fun. ;)

As for tonight, after Haunted Mansion, I've got a pint of Caramel Sutra and the movie Swordfish, with Huge Ackman. I saw the DVD and on the back cover there seemed to be a still from a scene in which he's not wearing a shirt, so I grabbed it. minrho, I'll let you know how it is.

Just me and Huge tonight. ;)

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Too many hospital and doctor and vet visits in one weekend, thank you very much. >_< Dad in the hospital with two herniated disks, Trisky with a cyst on each foot which she licked open, yay, blood all over my silver rug! Antibiotics and Nolvasan soaks three times a day! And Sano with his really bad ear infection. Tomorrow's my turn, find out why I can't breathe these days. Here are my two guesses: 1) severe asmtha or 2) something else.

With all that stuff, though, I still got the inside of my house decorated, and I must say, it looks nicer than it did even last year. ^_^ Lemme tell ya, Target has some really cool decorations! I have to do the outside tomorrow, hopefully before my appointment.

So tonight I'm going out to the movies--not alone this time and not on a date either, but with Mom, Dad and Gran. Gran wants to see the Haunted Mansion movie. I know it's not going to kick as much ass as Pirates, but I think it'll still be cool. I know the Disney ride backwards and forwards (in fact sometimes when I can't sleep, I go through the entire monologue in my head, starting at the very beginning: "Welcome, foolish mortals, to the Haunted Mansion. I am your host...your ghost host. Our tour begins here in this gallery; here where you see paintings of some of our guests, as they appeared in their corruptable, mortal states. Kindly step all the way in, please, and make room for everybody. There's no turning back now...." and so on. Believe me, I could go on. ;D ) It's one of my favorite rides.

Next week promises to be fun, too. I get the kids next week, and we're going to go pick out my tree, then come home and decorate it. Then later, up to my parents' for popcorn and brownies and Pirates (the DVD comes out Tuesday, and it's got all this extra stuff on it, so color me wildly excited!)

And then, one of the following weekdays, I have my Christmas party for my two best girl friends. Eggnog, gifts, chat (the kind we can only tell each other,) and yet more Pirates, since Trish hasn't seen it yet. Okay, maybe that's all a little "didn't I see that in a Meg Ryan movie once?" but still fun. ;)

As for tonight, after Haunted Mansion, I've got a pint of Caramel Sutra and the movie Swordfish, with Huge Ackman. I saw the DVD and on the back cover there seemed to be a still from a scene in which he's not wearing a shirt, so I grabbed it. minrho, I'll let you know how it is.

Just me and Huge tonight. ;)

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"Your cadaverous pallor betrays an aura of foreboding, almost as though you sense a disquieting metamorphosis. Is this haunted room actually stretching, or is it your imagination, hmm? And consider this dismaying observation: This chamber has no windows, and no doors. (Evil chortle.) Which offers you this chilling challenge: to find a way out! AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA... Of course, there's always my way...."

And then the seasoned Haunted Mansion rider will scream a second before the recorded scream, and much louder, thus scaring the piss out of the people next to you.

Too bad the movie sucked. Most of the actors looked as if they'd rather be anywhere else but in this movie. Eddie Murphy was only marginally funny, and that's pretty depressing, because he usually cracks me up just by being Eddie Murphy. Marsha Thomason, as Sara Evers, did nothing more than just sort of walk around and look pretty. Aree Davis as The Spunky Teenage Daughter had the same exact expression on her face the entire time, no matter what was going on. Ghosts are leading you somewhere? Exasperated boredom! You have to ride through a haunted graveyard and face zombies? Exasperated boredom! Mom might die?! Exasperated boredom! Actually, though, Mark John Jefferies was as the ten year old son was pretty good, and he was way too cute. Terrence Stamp was good, too; I've seen him in a handful of things, and he's always good.

Master Gracey. "Master Gracey / Laid to rest / No mourning please / At his request" Each time I read that on the tombstone outside of the ride, I picture Master Gracey as having been this ancient, wheelchair bound guy before he died. Never would have thought to picture him as Nathaniel Parker. I spent most of the movie going, "Who the hell is this guy? He's hot! I know I've seen him in other movies. He'd make one hell of a good Rochester." Duh, now that I look him up on IMDB.com I remember having seen parts of Wide Sargasso Sea which, incidentally, is one of my favorite books, though I can't remember if I liked the movie or not. Right now I'm I'm inclined to say that I did, but maybe that's because I'm thinking that there should be more men with dark, tormented eyes and Hair As Black As A Raven's Wing. Hottie.

Anyway, but it was fun to sit there and go, "ooh! That was in the ride! Oh look, there's that room! It's the Swinging Wake! That door! The candles! The piano!" and all of that, but I wouldn't sit through the damned thing again. It's not as bad as the horror that was the "Tower Of Terror" movie but it wasn't good. :/ I mean, wtf? What's Disney going to do, make a movie for every ride they have? "Space Mountain: The Movie. In a world...where people go into space...one man must..." Yadda yadda yadda. "Test Track: The Movie! In a world...where cars get tested..." Dicker dicker blah. "Fantasyland's Carousel: The Movie! In a world...where people go around in a circle on plastic horses..."

In other movie news, I also finally saw Finding Nemo last night. It wasn't as awesome as Lilo and Stitch, but it was pretty good. I laughed out loud during quite a few parts, like when the pelicans were sitting together and the bubbles came up....Yeah, that was hilarious! And any part with the stupid seagulls cracked me right the hell up. "Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine." I know seagulls pretty well (I've had some fights with them on the beach because they always try to steal my sandwich,) and we get billions of them at work, and I swear to god, I feel like someone finally saw them for how they really are. Nothing against seagulls; I like them when they're not harassing me, but that really is what they're always saying. ;) It's hilarious. The voices were all terrific. Looks like Disney's back on a roll, at least with animation. I think the Pixar people are great.

And, hello! Geoffrey Rush as Nigel the pelican! He was awesome. But then, he always is. :) And dude, Ellen Degeneres was hilarious, too.

Well, now I'm off to watch Huge Ackman hopefully take his shirt off.

Someday when I have time, I'm going to make a list of my favorite movie moments. I know you're all dying to read it. ;)

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"Your cadaverous pallor betrays an aura of foreboding, almost as though you sense a disquieting metamorphosis. Is this haunted room actually stretching, or is it your imagination, hmm? And consider this dismaying observation: This chamber has no windows, and no doors. (Evil chortle.) Which offers you this chilling challenge: to find a way out! AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA... Of course, there's always my way...."

And then the seasoned Haunted Mansion rider will scream a second before the recorded scream, and much louder, thus scaring the piss out of the people next to you.

Too bad the movie sucked. Most of the actors looked as if they'd rather be anywhere else but in this movie. Eddie Murphy was only marginally funny, and that's pretty depressing, because he usually cracks me up just by being Eddie Murphy. Marsha Thomason, as Sara Evers, did nothing more than just sort of walk around and look pretty. Aree Davis as The Spunky Teenage Daughter had the same exact expression on her face the entire time, no matter what was going on. Ghosts are leading you somewhere? Exasperated boredom! You have to ride through a haunted graveyard and face zombies? Exasperated boredom! Mom might die?! Exasperated boredom! Actually, though, Mark John Jefferies was as the ten year old son was pretty good, and he was way too cute. Terrence Stamp was good, too; I've seen him in a handful of things, and he's always good.

Master Gracey. "Master Gracey / Laid to rest / No mourning please / At his request" Each time I read that on the tombstone outside of the ride, I picture Master Gracey as having been this ancient, wheelchair bound guy before he died. Never would have thought to picture him as Nathaniel Parker. I spent most of the movie going, "Who the hell is this guy? He's hot! I know I've seen him in other movies. He'd make one hell of a good Rochester." Duh, now that I look him up on IMDB.com I remember having seen parts of Wide Sargasso Sea which, incidentally, is one of my favorite books, though I can't remember if I liked the movie or not. Right now I'm I'm inclined to say that I did, but maybe that's because I'm thinking that there should be more men with dark, tormented eyes and Hair As Black As A Raven's Wing. Hottie.

Anyway, but it was fun to sit there and go, "ooh! That was in the ride! Oh look, there's that room! It's the Swinging Wake! That door! The candles! The piano!" and all of that, but I wouldn't sit through the damned thing again. It's not as bad as the horror that was the "Tower Of Terror" movie but it wasn't good. :/ I mean, wtf? What's Disney going to do, make a movie for every ride they have? "Space Mountain: The Movie. In a world...where people go into space...one man must..." Yadda yadda yadda. "Test Track: The Movie! In a world...where cars get tested..." Dicker dicker blah. "Fantasyland's Carousel: The Movie! In a world...where people go around in a circle on plastic horses..."

In other movie news, I also finally saw Finding Nemo last night. It wasn't as awesome as Lilo and Stitch, but it was pretty good. I laughed out loud during quite a few parts, like when the pelicans were sitting together and the bubbles came up....Yeah, that was hilarious! And any part with the stupid seagulls cracked me right the hell up. "Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine." I know seagulls pretty well (I've had some fights with them on the beach because they always try to steal my sandwich,) and we get billions of them at work, and I swear to god, I feel like someone finally saw them for how they really are. Nothing against seagulls; I like them when they're not harassing me, but that really is what they're always saying. ;) It's hilarious. The voices were all terrific. Looks like Disney's back on a roll, at least with animation. I think the Pixar people are great.

And, hello! Geoffrey Rush as Nigel the pelican! He was awesome. But then, he always is. :) And dude, Ellen Degeneres was hilarious, too.

Well, now I'm off to watch Huge Ackman hopefully take his shirt off.

Someday when I have time, I'm going to make a list of my favorite movie moments. I know you're all dying to read it. ;)

Reviewing a movie! Do not distrub!

If you distrub me, I will become very distrubed.

Swordfish, ladies and gents. Coupla things. First of all, this was a really messy, uneconomical, loose and waggly plot that might have been saved by the good acting if it hadn't sent itself into CARCHASEOMGWTFBLOWSTUFFUP!!!!!!!! hell halfway through. It started out really good, and Travolta's movie commentary in the beginning was really snarky and fun. Travolta was pretty good. He usually is, and I'm usually reluctant to admit it, because I'm not fond of him for some reason. I can't put my finger on why, because he's a decent actor who seems to have a lot of fun. He does tend to play the same character again and again (he was the same guy in this that he was in [half of] the ridiculous Face/Off,) but he plays this guy pretty well.

See, at first the movie was all pretty tight and straightforward, with the computer hacking and worm-creating and security and double-crossing. But then somewhere in the middle of the movie, Travolta's character makes a reference to misdirection, and you go, "okay, so the movie has or is going to misdirect us," and then sometime after that there is a buttload of shooting and explosions, and then the doublecrossing turns into triplecrossing and misdirection turns into lack of direction for the plot, and to be honest, I sat there scratching my head at the end of the movie. And no, I didn't miss the part with the body in the freezer. And then they attached a bus to a helicopter and flew it all around the city, and it was stupid and annoying and pointless and I wanted all the slick computer stuff back. This movie got lost, and it lost me along the way.

There was this one part when Huge and Don Cheadle and a bunch of his agents go rolling down this hill for just about ever, and all I could think of was Bill and Ted falling down the hole into hell and screaming, then stopping for a while for Ted to comment, "Dude, this is a really long hole," and then they play twenty questions. That scene was unintentionally funny for that reason. Don Cheadle was pretty good, and he looked awfully familiar to me. IMDB tells me he was in Rush Hour 2, but I seem to remember him from Traffic and Things To Do In Denver When You're Dead. Camryn Grimes as Huge's daughter Holly was really adorable and convincing, but almost a little bit too adult in her way of acting. The hacker Axel Torvalds was really sort of Alex Krycek-ish (or would that be Krycekian?) and that put me in an X Files Mytharc kind of mood. I don't mean Rudolph Marten, the guy who played him, I just mean the character reminded me of Krycek.

Hugh Jackman says the line, "You're f*cking up my chi," and I had to think of the people I work with, because I'm always telling them about people who mess with my chi and that phrase throws some of them off, and it's since become a kind of inside joke at work. And Huge also plays golf half nakie, and that is really quite something to see. Then, he does angst really well, and I think he should do angst more often, because it is quite the beautiful thing when he does angst. Then there is this one scene with him and a chick named Helga and a computer and a room full of people which just about made my eyes leap out of my skull like in the cartoons, and I just kind of chewed on my ice cream spoon feeling somewhere in the vicinity of riveted and disgusted and fascinated and completely unable to look away from his perfect face nonetheless. Why, Huge! Who'd've guessed? Looking all polite the way you do and all; that's totally unfair.

Actually, it is unfair. No one should be lucky enough to have that sort of face and at the same time be mean enough to be so inaccessible to me. ;) (It's all about me, you know.) And minrho, I'm wondering if you knew all about the long hair and things and stuff? Totally unfair.

Well, I'm just going to clean up all this estrogen here and then think about other things for a while.


But first, LQ's wangst of the evening: "Drowning amidst this sea of poison. I've been inexorably entrapped unto this prison. Please release me.

Current mood: Tired. Lonely. Used up. Please leave be.

At the moment: Sleeping. Have a long day of work a head of me. So, do not distrub. For, distrubing a depressed person can have serious reprecussions."

Okay then!

Reviewing a movie! Do not distrub!

If you distrub me, I will become very distrubed.

Swordfish, ladies and gents. Coupla things. First of all, this was a really messy, uneconomical, loose and waggly plot that might have been saved by the good acting if it hadn't sent itself into CARCHASEOMGWTFBLOWSTUFFUP!!!!!!!! hell halfway through. It started out really good, and Travolta's movie commentary in the beginning was really snarky and fun. Travolta was pretty good. He usually is, and I'm usually reluctant to admit it, because I'm not fond of him for some reason. I can't put my finger on why, because he's a decent actor who seems to have a lot of fun. He does tend to play the same character again and again (he was the same guy in this that he was in [half of] the ridiculous Face/Off,) but he plays this guy pretty well.

See, at first the movie was all pretty tight and straightforward, with the computer hacking and worm-creating and security and double-crossing. But then somewhere in the middle of the movie, Travolta's character makes a reference to misdirection, and you go, "okay, so the movie has or is going to misdirect us," and then sometime after that there is a buttload of shooting and explosions, and then the doublecrossing turns into triplecrossing and misdirection turns into lack of direction for the plot, and to be honest, I sat there scratching my head at the end of the movie. And no, I didn't miss the part with the body in the freezer. And then they attached a bus to a helicopter and flew it all around the city, and it was stupid and annoying and pointless and I wanted all the slick computer stuff back. This movie got lost, and it lost me along the way.

There was this one part when Huge and Don Cheadle and a bunch of his agents go rolling down this hill for just about ever, and all I could think of was Bill and Ted falling down the hole into hell and screaming, then stopping for a while for Ted to comment, "Dude, this is a really long hole," and then they play twenty questions. That scene was unintentionally funny for that reason. Don Cheadle was pretty good, and he looked awfully familiar to me. IMDB tells me he was in Rush Hour 2, but I seem to remember him from Traffic and Things To Do In Denver When You're Dead. Camryn Grimes as Huge's daughter Holly was really adorable and convincing, but almost a little bit too adult in her way of acting. The hacker Axel Torvalds was really sort of Alex Krycek-ish (or would that be Krycekian?) and that put me in an X Files Mytharc kind of mood. I don't mean Rudolph Marten, the guy who played him, I just mean the character reminded me of Krycek.

Hugh Jackman says the line, "You're f*cking up my chi," and I had to think of the people I work with, because I'm always telling them about people who mess with my chi and that phrase throws some of them off, and it's since become a kind of inside joke at work. And Huge also plays golf half nakie, and that is really quite something to see. Then, he does angst really well, and I think he should do angst more often, because it is quite the beautiful thing when he does angst. Then there is this one scene with him and a chick named Helga and a computer and a room full of people which just about made my eyes leap out of my skull like in the cartoons, and I just kind of chewed on my ice cream spoon feeling somewhere in the vicinity of riveted and disgusted and fascinated and completely unable to look away from his perfect face nonetheless. Why, Huge! Who'd've guessed? Looking all polite the way you do and all; that's totally unfair.

Actually, it is unfair. No one should be lucky enough to have that sort of face and at the same time be mean enough to be so inaccessible to me. ;) (It's all about me, you know.) And minrho, I'm wondering if you knew all about the long hair and things and stuff? Totally unfair.

Well, I'm just going to clean up all this estrogen here and then think about other things for a while.


But first, LQ's wangst of the evening: "Drowning amidst this sea of poison. I've been inexorably entrapped unto this prison. Please release me.

Current mood: Tired. Lonely. Used up. Please leave be.

At the moment: Sleeping. Have a long day of work a head of me. So, do not distrub. For, distrubing a depressed person can have serious reprecussions."

Okay then!