I AM A PIRATE!
An off the wall, completely meaningless, strangely accepted, wonderful waste of time.
Friday, December 23, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
In Love We Trust
And some a bit more poetic :)
http://gingergroup.ro/arte/streets-are-talking/a-divine-madness.html
http://gingergroup.ro/arte/streets-are-talking/a-divine-madness.html
Friday, December 16, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
Friday, December 9, 2011
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Home Alone?
Every year around Christmas time the majority of America puts aside their aggravation of politics, how much they hate their jobs, and partake in traditions to bring to life the much-wanted Christmas Spirit. I also enjoy resurrecting those ooey-gooey feelings of nostalgia I'm sure lots of other people around the globe take time out of their busy schedules to bask in. Granted, this is something I normally do year round, but Christmas has an extra special type of magic [the spend-lots-of-money-kind]. So every year I lower the lights of my apartment, cook up some delicious soy hot chocolate with an entire bag-full of marshmallows, plop down on my couch, bask in the serene glow of colorful Christmas lights and immerse myself in the quirky and clever situation of 8-year old Kevin McCallister as he devises the ingenious ploy of defending his home from two bumbling burglars in the classic 1990 film: Home Alone. As a kid, I always wished something as silly and exciting as getting robbed while I sit completely vulnerable in my small home would happen to me. But alas, my father had taken several steps to assure us this would never come to pass; with multiple alarm systems, a vicious [looking] guard dog, and a multitude of guns in his gun-cabinet.
As I grew older questions began to arise as I slipped further and further from my total immersion into the story. How does an 8-year old have the wit to generate such an elaborate and fool-proof system of painful hindrances for these idiotic but oh-so persistent buglars? While I struggle through regular Calculus and Biology, this 8 year old pretty boy has the smarts to outwit and mock two full grown adults. Adults who continuously feel their rage-meter overflow the longer they attempt to infiltrate this one house. But again, then I feel the ultimate triumph when Marvin and Harry are thumped in the face by old man Marley's giant snow shovel and finally hauled off by the cops at the end of the movie.
Nothing says Christmas like a miniature possible sociopath child exacting revenge upon the unintelligent ordinary common thief. *thumbs up* :-)
Can't wait for the sequel; Violence in New York!
Merry Christmas everyone.
As I grew older questions began to arise as I slipped further and further from my total immersion into the story. How does an 8-year old have the wit to generate such an elaborate and fool-proof system of painful hindrances for these idiotic but oh-so persistent buglars? While I struggle through regular Calculus and Biology, this 8 year old pretty boy has the smarts to outwit and mock two full grown adults. Adults who continuously feel their rage-meter overflow the longer they attempt to infiltrate this one house. But again, then I feel the ultimate triumph when Marvin and Harry are thumped in the face by old man Marley's giant snow shovel and finally hauled off by the cops at the end of the movie.
Nothing says Christmas like a miniature possible sociopath child exacting revenge upon the unintelligent ordinary common thief. *thumbs up* :-)
Can't wait for the sequel; Violence in New York!
Merry Christmas everyone.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Friday, December 2, 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
New to me. I am ashamed.
I had never before seen or heard of this band. They aren't new to the music industry either, which makes me feel stupid. The two partners in question, Trevor Kelly and Rachel Taylor, began their musical debut in 2009. I just learned of the band yesterday and feel very much jipped. I think Rachel's voice is beyond talented in the "Auto-tune NOT needed" kind of way. Her lyrical style reminds me of an early version of Avril Lavigne. Needless to say, I am completely obsessed with this song. <3
Institutionalized
Alright guys. Welcome back to another blog. This one will have no rhyme or reason. If one day I am spouting off about Winnie the Pooh and the next I'm in league with Pirates, you guys are gonna have to roll with the punches. Expect the unexpected. Nothing is as it seems. =]
Here's a poem I recently conceived. It came to me while walking around late at night.
Templates of marriage
fill-in-the-blanks
We all bow before the Queen
of Love.
The feeling of being accepted
Pronounced to your
Soul Mate.
All the eyes are watching
for mistakes.
There are no erasers
only papers
to be served.
Was it true to begin with
or was it just
a feeling of
contentment?
Here's a poem I recently conceived. It came to me while walking around late at night.
Templates of marriage
fill-in-the-blanks
We all bow before the Queen
of Love.
The feeling of being accepted
Pronounced to your
Soul Mate.
All the eyes are watching
for mistakes.
There are no erasers
only papers
to be served.
Was it true to begin with
or was it just
a feeling of
contentment?
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Welcome to the tea party
Welcome to the tea party. I am sure you will be delighted and entertained. Feel free to grab a cup and recite your poems. As you all may not know, I have come back to continue my ramblings and randomlings. Stay tuned for our first episode. =)
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