Labyrinth Opsessed?

You know you're really obsessed with LABYRINTH when...

1) Someone mentions it, or about mazes, and you get all dreamy-eyed thinking of the King.

2) You OD on peaches, hoping to hallucinate about a ballroom.

3) When someone wants Japanese for dinner, you shout, "OH, MY ACHING SUSHI!"

4) You spend hours at the costume jewelry shop, thinking about what Hoggle would like.

5) Then you get kicked out for being a lunatic because you innocently inquired about a watch with 13 numbers on it.

6) When someone forgets to take out the trash or change baby's diaper, you politely remind them by screaming, "SMELL BAD!"

7) Every time your brother (or sister) gets annoying and/or loud, you say, "I wish the goblins would come and take you away. Right NOW!"

8) You write so much fanfic and send so much e-mail about LABYRINTH and its King that your computer explodes.

9) The "keep out" sign on your room is a copy of Sir Didymus' oath.

10) You either smile and wave (or scream and flee in terror) every time you see a white owl.

11) You say, "It's not fair!" constantly.

12) When someone says, "It's not fair!" you say, "No, it isn't! But that's the way it is."

13) When someone says, "It's not fair!" you say, "That's right! It's not fair! And that's only half of it!"

14) When someone says, "It's not fair!" you say, "You say that so often. I wonder what your basis for comparison is."

15) When someone wants you to do something you don't want, you retort, "You have no power over me!"

16) When someone says, "Oh, nothing . . ." you say, "Nothing? Nothing? Nothing? Nothing, tra la la?"

17) When someone talks too low, you say, "Mumble, mumble, mumble. You're a wonderful conversationalist."

18) When you review French vocab, you make it a constant point to remind the teacher of the word "oubliette."

19) Every time your brother or sister is annoying, etc., you threaten to send them to the oubliette.

20) Every time your brother or sister is annoying, etc., you threaten them with the Bog of Eternal Stench.

21) You liven up dances and parties (and maybe the talent show) by singing "Magic Dance."

22) Every time you see a crystal, you either grab it, hoping to see your dreams, or smash it in terror.

23) Every time your brother or sister is bad, you warn them, "Don't defy me."

24) When someone wants either you or your friends' help, or complains that you are not helping, say, "What do you mean, help? We are helping. We're Helping Hands."

25) When you get something you want, or persuade someone to do something, you say, "There go a couple of suckers."

26) When someone is in a knock-down, drag-out fight, you scream, "Bite him in the teriyaki!" before trying to help.

27) When someone either gets a question right or states something obvious, you say, "How's that for brainpower?"

28) When someone tells you to be quiet, you say, "Aw, nuts."

29) Whenever you hear or see a picture of either LABYRINTH or David Bowie, you walk on air and smile and dream about him and don't pay attention to anything else.

30) When you do all the talking or thinking for someone, you remark, "It's so stimulating being your hat."

31) When someone suggests or says something stupid, you say, "Aie! Will you listen to this crap?!"

32) When you are wrong about something, you say, "Well, can't be right all the time."

33) When your dog runs away, you scream, "If you don't turn around this second, I will never feed you again!"

34) When you and a friend are ganged up on by a lot of bullies or whoever, you confidently say, "Had enough? Throw down your weapons and I'll see that you're well-treated."

35) After you and your friend make mincemeat out of the abovementioned bullies, you advise them, "Next time, surrender!"

36) You buy two Old English sheepdogs and name one Merlin and one Ambrosius.

37) You have a deathly fear of old bridges.

38) Your baby brother knows all the lines to LABYRINTH by heart and cries when you watch or listen to it.

39) Your pets know all the lines to LABYRINTH by heart and run howling in terror every time you watch or listen to it.

40) You link one or more psych papers to LABYRINTH.

41) You link one or more English papers to LABYRINTH.

42) Every time you see a worm, you stop and wait for it to invite you to tea.

43) You name your pets after LABYRINTH characters.

44) You name your children after LABYRINTH characters.

45) You name other people's children and pets after LABYRINTH characters.

46) You go to the Hall of Records and City Hall to have your name legally changed to one of your favorite LABYRINTH characters.

47) You not only know the songs, you know the written dialogue as well.

48) All the written dialogue.

49) In multiple languages.

50) You know the score by heart.

52) You not only know the score and dialogue, you know the actions.

53) All the actions...sequence by sequence, scene by scene, play by play.

51) You sing LABYRINTH songs for the talent show, then threaten to throw the audience into the Bog of Eternal Stench when they boo you.

52) You believe Jareth exists.

53) You'd be willing to date him.

54) You spend hours on the 'net looking for David Bowie's address.

55) You'd be willing to date David Bowie.

56) You put out a death warrant on anyone who dares to say that Jareth got what he deserved.

57) You put out another death warrant on anyone who dares ask, "What's LABYRINTH?" and
"Who's Jareth?"

58) You have a shrine to LABYRINTH and Jareth.

59) You threaten to sue the jewelry store when they say they don't have Jareth's symbol.

60) Then you threaten to arrest the jeweler when he/she asks, "Who the heck is Jareth?"

61) You write letters to David Bowie with TO THE GOBLIN KING on the envelope.

62) Then you mail them.

63) You scour shops for a copy of Escher's "Relativity."

64) Then you have a fit when it doesn't come alive so you can have fun running up and down all those stairs.

65) You invoke the help of the goblins constantly.

66) You invoke the help of Jareth constantly.

67) You threaten to do something really bad when it doesn't work.

68) If you don't OD on peaches, you have a deathly fear of them, shrieking, "Get them away! I want to keep my memory!" whenever you see one.

69) If you start calling your mini French poodle "Sir Didymus" instead of her real name.

70) If you start calling your sixteen-year-old sister with brown eyes and long brown, almost black hair "Jennifer (Connelly)."

71) Or, if you're REALLY obsessed, "Sarah."

72) At a David Bowie concert, you jump up and down screaming, "I love you, Jareth!" before the security guards haul you away for being a lunatic.

73) At a David Bowie concert, if he asks for song requests, you immediately call out, "As the World Falls Down!" or any other LABY song.

74) When someone insults you, you immediately retort, "Oh, yeah? Well, your mother is a freakin' aardvark!"

75) Whenever you get into trouble, you immediately scream, "Ludo! Call the rocks!"

76) Then you try calling them yourself.

77) Then you have a lot of explaining to do when your folks and the principal want to know exactly why you're asking a bunch of rocks to help you.

78) When a door is shut that you have to enter, you shout, "Open up! Open up right now!"

79) You scour the bluebells looking for fairies/faeries.

80) And Hoggle.

81) Every time you see a door knocker you wait for it to say, "It's very rude to stare!"

82) You have the urge to "chilly down" every time you see a campfire, or any kind of fire.
Jareth himself would be concerned if...

181) On everyone's birthday, you greet them with, "I've brought you a gift."

182) Twice a day you shout out, "I don't believe it! It's 7:00!"

183) At desert time you yell, "It's a piece of cake!"

184) Every time you get into an elevator, you have the urge to scream, "Down! They chose down! Too late now, ha ha ha ha!"

185) You do your eyeshadow like Jareth.

186) You spend your free time morphing pictures of yourself onto pictures of Jareth.

187) Your computer automatically capitalizes the word Labyrinth.

188) And it recognizes "Jareth," "Bowie" and "Connelly."

189) You decide to help contribute to this list.

190) And were really enthusiastic about it.

191) You know all the moves to "Dance Magic."

192) If you have twins, you're planning to name them Timothy and James so you can affectionately call them Tim and Jim.

193) You own a pair of panda slippers, a little bunny rabbit, a little horsie, a printing game, Charlie Bear and a doll called Betsy Boo.

194) When you go to the beach, the first thing you do is build the Goblin King's castle, complete with the Labyrinth around it.

195) When helping out at a playgroup, you get more excited when they decide to play Labyrinth than the whole of the under 5s.

196) You teach them how to do the "Dance Magic" and "Chilly Down" dances.

197) Which ends up with the whole place being torched and set on fire.

198) You get sent home with a note.
Your most uttered quotes are:

199) "It's not a mullet!"

200) "You're the only one looking at it!"

201) "I'm not looking at it!"

202) "I concentrate on his face!"

203) "I concentrate on his acting!"

204) "Why don't you go check out some male ballet dancers if you're so interested?!"

205) "He's not picking his nose!"

206) You carry a picture of Jareth in your wallet.

207) Your parents find you making strange hand actions while doing the dishes with the new green rubber gloves.

208) And saying to yourself, "Come on! We haven't got all day!"

209) You get sent to a new psychiatrist.

210) You don't eat the fruit salad at Sizzler's "in case it contains peaches."

211) The Teenage Wildlife forum calls Labyrinth fans "a different species" and you reply with a smiley face.

212) You proceed to classify Labyrinth fans into different subgroups.

213) All the posters at Teenage Wildlife are afraid of you.

214) When you meet Bowie at a record signing, you make him autograph your Labyrinth CD.

215) And you make him sign it "Love me, from Jareth."

216) To which you exclaim, "Thank you Jareth!"

217) He recognizes you as the one who screamed, "I love you, Jareth!" at his last concert (#73).

218) He sends you home with a note.

219) You make plans to steal away his new baby.

220) You refer to everyone you're affectionate with as a "precious thing."

221) You write an essay comparing the similarities of Jareth and Ziggy's hairstyles.

222) You buy a copy of the book The Mullet: Hairstyle of the Gods (by Mark Larson and Barney Hoskyns, Bloomsbury, $24.95).

223) You go to the zoo and stare dreamily at the owl.

224) You adopt the owl.

225) You call it Jareth.

226) And you happily tell it, "Look *who's* my slave now!"

227) When other people come to look at the owl, you become jealous.

228) You throw rocks at the school bullies when they decide to beat someone up.

229) They turn around to beat you up, see it's you and run away screaming.

230) You smile.

231) You offer the victim words such as, "Don't you want me to help you down?", "That's no way to treat someone who's helping you" and "Are you hurt?"

232) At the casino, you answer the croupier with, "How about upping the stakes?" (Also "Roll 'em!", "Snake eyes!", "We get a free throw!", "Play the game!" and "You're no match for me!")

233) At the end of a date, you scream at your bewildered partner, "Don't kiss me! Don't kiss me!"

234) You decide not to go on any more dates to spite your mother.

235) Anyway, how can anyone offer you anything when Jareth can offer you everything?

236) Every time someone asks the question, "What is it?" no matter how inappropriate the situation, you reply, "The Bog of Eternal Stench!"

237) Every time you past a door labeled "Cleaners," you scream, grab your friend and start running.

238) You want to buy David Bowie's painting The Minotaur because it must have had something to do with Labyrinth.

239) When asked to write an essay on an influential philosopher, you pick the Wiseman and write a 10-page essay analyzing Labyrinth in the context of his words.

240) You get a good mark.

241) You decide to create a student political party at your university based on Jareth's political and ideological viewpoints.

242) You get sent to a attitudinal correction class where you have to spend the day doing Christian youth-group style activities with overzealous Marxists, Communists, socialists, leftists and neo-Nazis.

243) The overzealous Marxists, Communists, socialists, leftists and neo-Nazis become very scared of you.

244) You get sent home with another note.
245) Your mother ignores it and puts it in the pile with the others.
246) Even Elizabeth A. Allen is scared of you.

Paint Me A Bed

I have to be quick. I am working on some art work. I need all the practice I can get because I am making it a goal to be the best that I can be. Tom likes me painting and drawing because it gets me away from the computer.

Yesterday Tom went bed shopping. I told him to find one and have it ready when I got home from work. He did. We have been sleeping on the floor for over three years. On a mattress and then on a hide-a-bed. Now we actually have a real bed. I just don't know how to act now. I am still in awe.

Bisexuality - It Does Exist!

Today at work Ruth started going on about how there is no such thing as bisexual. (Isn't the first time she said it.) (I am sick of hearing it from her.) She says that a true gay person will tell you that. Her sister his gay and says it. I have to roll my eyes up at this. There is such a thing as bisexual. Bi means two, like a bicycle. Being bisexual means you like both genders. Male and female. Yes it is possible to like both genders. I gave Ruth a scenario of a person sleeping with both genders and she replied that they are in denial. That you either are gay or you are not and if you sleep with the other gender then you are not being real with yourself. I also gave her a scenario and said, "Oh. So If I slept with another woman I would still be straight." She said no. That I would be gay. She contradicted what she was saying. WHATEVER!! Bi is bi. You are still gay but you like both genders and you really can like both genders. That being said.....*raspberry*

Here are some links on the subject of bisexuals.
(I am so right!! In your face Ruth!!!) *raspberry*

http://www.uua.org/obgltc/resource/bi101.html

BISEXUALITY IS LEGITIMATE. Non-bisexual persons sometimes assume that bisexuals are "really heterosexual" or "really homosexual" and cannot make up their minds, or that bisexual persons are merely curious. Though this phenomenon may be true for some, it is not a necessary or typical characteristic of bisexual people.


http://web.indstate.edu/community/TeenTH/bisexmyths.html

MYTH:Bisexuals are denying their lesbianism or gayness.

TRUTH: Bisexuality is a legitimate sexual orientation which incorporates gayness. Most bisexuals consider themselves part of the generic term "gay." Many are quite active in the gay community, both socially and politically. Some use terms such as "bisexual lesbian" to increase visibility on both issues.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bisexuality

DescriptionBisexual orientation can fall anywhere between the two extremes of homosexuality and heterosexuality; a bisexual person is not necessarily attracted equally to both genders, and many tend to prefer one or the other. Another view of bisexuality is that homosexuality and heterosexuality are two monosexual orientations, whereas bisexuality encompasses them both. However, some argue that bisexuality is a legitimate sexual orientation in its own right.

Individuals attracted to both males and females, like people of any other orientation, may live a variety of sexual lifestyles. These include: lifelong monogamy, serial monogamy, polyamory, polyfidelity, casual sexual activity with individual partners, casual group sex, and celibacy. For those with more than one sexual partner, these may or may not be all be of the same gender.

Some bisexual people consider themselves to be gay or lesbian -- for example, a bisexual woman who considers herself a lesbian may do so on the basis that a lesbian might be defined as any woman who is attracted to women (even one who is also attracted to men), or a woman who is primarily attracted to other women. Some lesbian and gay people object, asserting that exclusivity is part of the definition. Other bisexuals consider themselves distinct from homosexuals but part of the larger LGBT or queer community. Some bisexuals may be supportive of lesbian and gay people, but still consider themselves straight, and still others consider any labels irrelevant to their situations.


http://miperson.netfirms.com/bimyths.htm

Myth: Bisexuality doesn't really exist. People who consider themselves bisexuals are going through a phase/ confused/ undecided/ fence sitting. Ultimately they'll settle down and realize they're actually homosexual or heterosexual.

Reality: Some people go through a transitional period of bisexuality on their way to adopting a lesbian/gay or heterosexual identity. For many others bisexuality remains a long-term orientation. For some bisexuals, homosexuality was a transitional phase in their coming out as bisexuals. Many bisexuals may well be confused, living in a society where their sexuality is denied by homosexuals and heterosexuals alike, but that confusion is a function of oppression. Fence-sitting is a misnomer; there is no "fence" between homosexuality and heterosexuality except in the minds of people who rigidly divide the two.

Myth: Bisexuality doesn't really exist. People who consider themselves bisexuals are actually lesbian/gay, but haven't fully accepted themselves and finished coming out of the closet (acknowledging their attraction to people of the same gender.)

Reality: Bisexuality is a legitimate sexual orientation. Many bisexuals are completely out of the closet, but not on the lesbian/gay community's terms. (It is worth noting that many lesbians and gay men are not completely out of the closet and their process is generally respected; it is also worth noting that the lesbian/gay community whose "terms" are in question here has tended to be quite different for working class lesbians, gays of color, etc.) Bisexuals in this country share with lesbians and gays the debilitating experience of heterosexism (the assumption that everyone is heterosexual and thereby rendering other sexual identities invisible) and homophobia (the hatred, fear, and discrimination against homosexuals.)


http://www.ccsu.edu/healthservice/General%20Information/MythsOfBisexuality.htm

Myth: Bisexuals are denying their lesbianism or gayness.

Truth: Bisexuality is a legitimate sexual orientation, which incorporates gayness. Most bisexuals consider themselves part of the generic term "gay." Many are quite active in the gay community, both socially and politically. Some of us use terms such as "bisexual lesbian" to increase our visibility on both issues.

Myth: Bisexuals are confused about their sexuality.

Truth: It is natural for both bisexuals and gays to go through a period of confusion in the coming-out process. When you are an oppressed people and are constantly told that you don’t exist, confusion is an appropriate reaction until you come out to yourself and find a supportive environment.

**It is important to remember that bisexual, gay, lesbian, and heterosexual are labels created by a homophobic, biphobic, heterosexist society to separate and alienate us from each other. We are all unique; we don’t fit into neat little categories. We sometimes need to use these labels for political reasons and to increase our visibilities. Our sexual esteem is facilitated by acknowledging and accepting the differences and seeing the beauty in our diversity.

Black Squirrel Phenomenon

I have finally gotten pictures of the black squirrels that live down the road from us. I have been trying to get pictures of them for quite some time now. We saw them out playing the evening when we came home. So I walked down with my camera. The lady that lives down at the edge of the road came out and talked to be. She said she had gotten them from a guy in greenfield back in 2003. She started out with two and they had a litter but last year no one really got to see them. This year they had another and were out more often. She is so proud of them too. It made her happy that I was taking pictures of them and that people stop to see them.

I have been looking up the info on these black squirrels and it turns out that they aren't really new. Just new to my area. As they would be in any area in the united states because they come from Canada. So here is a link. http://www.roadsideamerica.com/set/squirrelsblack.html and my pictures of course....

Time Out!

I have not been getting on the computer as much anymore. I also have not been logging in to my yahoo messenger or been writing in my journals like I normally do. I have not been logging in at grab.com either. I am isolating myself from the computer world. That also includes family and friends. I feel that it is the best thing that I can do for myself at this time. Because I need me time. Private time. And this seems to be working. I am feeling more myself and closer with myself. Like seeing an old friend that you have not seen in a long time. Or visiting a town that you once grew up in and have not been in for many years. It is a good feeling. A familiar feeling. And because of this feeling I feel good. For the first time in a long time (since I got my lap top) I feel like my old self. I only hope that it gets even better and that I don't take two steps back. So I will continue to isolate myself from the computer world until this dark cloud has been lifted from my soul. During this time I will also be working on my sketching skills. I will post updates every now and again. I love you all in computer world and I am sure to miss you. Wish me good luck.

*Blows kisses at screen.*

Believe In Yourself

We are going to have Thanksgiving at my sister's. On thanksgiving day even. It will just be mom and dad there but me and Tom. The food will even be better because it mom and Amy are doing the cooking. Amy wants me to cook something too. Yeah right. Me cook? But I am sure I can figure out something to fix that is simple and good. Maybe baked beans with chunks of hot dogs in it. Or green beans with chunks of bacon. Or I could just simple my a family TV dinner of mac & cheese. Just heat it up and put it in a nice plastic bowl. I doubt that I do the last one.

Now that Thanksgiving is on. Or sort of on. Now we have two places to go for Thanksgiving. My sister's and Tom's mom's house. I would rather not go to his mom's but then that would be unfair. I told Tom that we would go over to his mother's real early. He agreed. But I am not going to eat much. For one, I know I am not going to like what she has. Secondly. I know that whatever it is that she is fixing isn't going to be much. And thirdly. I want to be hungry for the food at my family's gathering.

Last night was sick. I thought I was dying. I don't know if it was the flu or just gas but I threw up in the process. Nice huh? I stayed home from work today. My stomach still refuse to keep anything down. But I feel ok now. Maybe a little ickish but I am dealing.

Steam

Halloween is over. Thanksgiving is just around the corner. Or at least for some. My family won't be having it this year. They have moved it to the weekend. So it is still Thanksgiving but not on the right day. All because my grandma couldn't get the fellowship building. A building that is only rented out to those who go to the church across the street from it. That's beside the point. The point is, you can't have Thanksgiving on any day but the day it is marked on the calendar for. I know I am being a spoiled brat about this. But we have always had Thanksgiving on Thanksgiving like the rest of the world. Most people get that day off too. So now I am suppose to take an extra day off to have Thanksgiving on a day that isn't Thanksgiving. My sister had Thanksgiving off but not the Saturday that they have moved it too. My sister never gets Thanksgiving off and the one year she does.....*sigh* Ahh, fuck it.

disappointment

Monday, October 31, 2005
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!

Mwahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, a strange thing indeed happened today. The kitty cats reportedly got to spend about 7 hours together without killing each other. The spray bottle I bought changed everything. They get a little too rough, they get sprayed and separate immediately. Easiest way to keep them in line while letting them spend time getting used to each other. Turns out they LOVE each other. They even bathed each other and slept together, which is what they're doing now.

This makes me so happy. I was concerned we'd never be able to let them hang out together and that Cleo would destroy all the carpet underneath the bedroom door. Now, they can be out together [as long as we're here] with limited supervision. I don't want to completely leave them alone together yet but I think we're closer to that goal. Curling up on the sofa to sleep together without being put there is certainly an encouraging start.

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Tuesday, November 01, 2005
the worst halloween prank ever

well, I was sure fooled. these cats are never gonna be able to be left alone together. after a lengthy staredown between cat and kitten, a weird vibe developed between the two of them. then, Cleo went nuts. she started making these awful noises and going after Sabbath. they got behind the stereo and I went after them to break it up. he began to scream with fear but I got her before she could get to him. she clawed the shit out of me and I fumbled her. I finally got good hold of her and then she got me, right in the face. I screamed. Brad rescued Sabbath and put him in the bedroom while I tried to detach Cleo from my face. The profuse bleeding is under control now and I have finally stopped shaking. Brad called a vet who told us we have to start over. tell that to the bedroom carpet.

dare I ask, What now?

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Happy Halloween

Spooky, kooky, creepy, and fun! Halloween is the time of Ghosts, Goblins, Gravestones and Graveyards. Of Spooks and Spirits and silly-fun tricks. Of Witches and Warlocks and Scary Black Cats. And Candy Corn, Jelly Apples, Pumpkins and Bats.

Knowing the exact time and date of death.... (?)

So, if I could know the exact date and time I was going to die, would I want to know?My answer is (no)And here's why: If I knew when I was going to die I would go mad. I think any person would. You would think about it all the time and you wouldn't be living anymore. You would be living for that day, that time that you would die. Everything you said or did would revolve around death. For in the back of your mind would be you death. There would be no point in living then. Life would be no fun if you knew when you were going to die. On second thought. If I knew when I was going to die, could I stop it from happening? Is it possible then, to cheat death? Hmmmmm.....How the mind does ponder.

What's my favorite season?

My favorite season is: SummerAnd the reason I love that time of year is ... I love summer because it is so beautiful. The sky is blue and grass is green. There are poeple everywhere doing outdoor stuff. Such as walking, flying kites, skating, playing basket ball, or just hanging out. Family gatherings take place in summer. With grill outs and going ot the beach. The flowers bloom and smell so nice. There are leaves on the trees. The animals play the most in summer. Of course it is very hot. But the best part of summer is taking off the clothes. If you are daring you get to run around your house naked. *blush* Oh wait. I do that in winter too. *LOL*

Goodbye My Furry Friend

2003 - 2005

Rest In Peace Daisy
You will be missed!

Block

Here I am. Where have I been? Well certainly not on here. There hasn't been much going on. What is there to right about? My cats? The weather? I wish I did have something to write but at the moment there is nothing going on in my boring life. I don't have any updates as to how grandpa is doing. I talked to my mom last night and no news on my dad's back or if he has cancer. My sister called today and there really isn't anything new going on in her life either. Maybe later I can find something good to write about. Until then..... Ciao!

Halloween Spirit

HALLOWE'EN
Joel Benton ~

Pixie, kobold, elf, and sprite
All are on their rounds to-night,-
In the wan moon's silver ray
Thrives their helter-skelter play.

Fond of cellar, barn,or stack,
True unto the almanac,
They present to credulous eyes
Strange hobgoblin mysteries.

Cabbage-stomps-straws wet with dew-
Apple-skins, and chestnuts too,
And a mirror for some lass,
Show what wonders come to pass.

Doors they move, and gates they hide,
Mischiefs that on moon-beams ride
Are their deeds, and, by their spells,
Love records its oracles.

Don't we all, of long ago,
By the ruddy fireplace glow,
In the kitchen and the hall,
Those queer, coofllke pranks recall?

Eery shadows were they then-
But to-night they come again;
Were we once more but sixteen,
Precious would be Halloween.

The Art of Faery (review)

The Art of Faery (Hardcover)
by David Riche, Brian Froud (Foreword)

The Perfect Gift For Any Lover of the Fae
Reviewer: Lucinda


I was so excited when I received The Art Of Faery. I did a little happy dance in my front room. It is funny how faeries bring out the child in you. I have been a believer of the Fae since I was a little girl. I couldn't imagine my life without them. This is a wonderful book on faery artists and their works. The many wonderful artists include Brian Froud, Amy Brown, David Delamare, Jasmine Becket-Griffith, Maxine Gadd, Myrea Pettit, Linda Ravenscroft, Stephanie Pui-Mun Law, and many others. There are a few artists I did not see such as Nene Tina Thomas, Josephine Wall, Selina Fenech, and Mary Baxter St Clair. But perhaps they will come out with a second book. That would be great.

In the back of the book there is a list of the artists and their websites. It even gives you a picture of what the artists look like. So not only can you read the BIOS of your favorite artist but also get to see what they look like.

If you love the Fae and love fantasy, you are sure to love this book. So what are you waiting for? Get it now before it goes out of stock! *wink*

Solid

Wow! I wasn't on my computer all day yesterday. Is there something wrong with me? *feeling forehead* I don't feel feverish. Hmmm. I spent the whole day with Tom. We went shopping and just did Tom and Lucinda things around the house. Tomorrow he goes back to work. He is real happy about that. He's not one to sit around all day. Which is good.

I call my grandparents all they are doing well. Grandma told me that Jenny is alright. The huricane didn't go where she lives. Grandma is looking for a kitten. Even since she saw Piper when Piper lived with Amy, she has wanted a kitten. Piper reminder her of Cuddle's kittens. I wonder if grandma will get a new kitten. I know when they put Baby and Pete to sleep because of cancer, they said they would never own a cat again. They said it hurts too much in the end. So we shall see what happens here. They are also looking for a new place to live. I'm not sure why. I think they want to live closer to town but not in town.

Amy wants to throw a Halloween party. I told her I would dress up if she did. It would be cool if she did have a party. But I hope if she does she puts allot of energy in it. Not just something that is thrown together in one night and without any thought. But it is her Halloween party. So she can do whatever and however she so likes. I just hope it is a good one.

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Sometimes I know what I am talking about. Tom went to work today even though I told him they wouldn't let him come back. His excuse said seven days. Not two days or three days. But seven whole days. He said they would let him come back to work because they really needed him. So while he was at work he got a hold of his dentist and he told him no. That he had to stay home those seven days.

I found out tonight that my dad is also staying home from work for a whole week. Due to his back. An old injury that has come back to haunt him. Mom swears she told me the other day but I don't remember her telling me. I think maybe she told Amy. I am a good listener and I just don't see how I could miss something like that. Come on. This is serious and it is my dad. I think I would have remembered. But it doesn't really matter if she told me or not. What matters is my dad and his back.

Piper is doing good. She has realized she can't jump up very well or even jump down from things either. She nibbles here and there on her cat food but she sure at the shit out of the chicken I shared with her. Them bastards at the veterinary hospital put in real stitches. Not the kind that are absorable. So in ten days I have to take her back. They never did that with my other female cats. I think they just want to get more money out of me. Tom said he could take the stitches out himself. Which is probably true but scary. It has been many years since he has done something like that. What if he has gotten rusty and hurts her. I dunno.

Yesterday I received an email from Oralia. Boy was I happy to see that. It has been a long time since I last heard from her. I was beginning to wonder if she had forgotten me. She caught me up on things in her life and told me how much she missed me and would like to hang out sometime. I was like Wow! She has never been eager to hang out with me. Outside of Sugar Creek. I wonder what the big change is? But I won't complain. It is cool that she does wanna hang out. She asked for my number again and I gave it to her but I doubt she uses it. I guess she will have to surprise me on that one. She told me in her email that she had gotten a bunch of English books and was hoping to get better speaking and writing it. I am so proud of her. Her spelling really has improved since last I heard from her. She called herself stupid in the email. I yelled at her in my email to her. I told her not to call herself that and that she wasn't stupid at all. In big bold letters. I think she will get the hint. I should have asked for some new pics. I think I will do that later. I miss her allot too. I really did think she had forgotten me. I am glad she hasn't.

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A Zombie Hippie Wheeling On Your Street (coming to a theater near you)

I got up this morning to the sound of Tom cursing because he couldn't get a hold of Tiny. He thought he would have to cancel his appointment with the dentist. But at the very last minute he did get a hold of Tiny. Meanwhile I was getting ready to take Piper to the vet. I didn't want to but what else could I do? It isn't like they make kitty condoms for cats. Hmm. But I wonder if they do make a birth control pill. It would not surprise me much at all. With the way this world is changing. All kinds of new products out there.

So I took Piper to the vet. She was calm. I think she felt safe because I was with her. Right before I left her with "Pricky Junk", I said my good byes and she watched me walk out. Her body language was screaming, "Mommy, where are you going?" It broke my heart. I really do believe she is my familiar. She means the world to me. And I can't forget my wish and how it was answered. When I lost Calico kitten. I had an emptiness inside me ever since, until Piper came into my life. I wished and I prayed that my calico kitten would come back into my life. I sometimes wonder if she could be her. But. No she isn't her. No matter though. Because she is a gift from life. She made the pain go away. She brought back the sun and dried up all the rain in my life. I still think of Calico kitten and I miss her too but thanks to Piper I can feel at ease with the world now. Knowing that there really is someone or something out there that really does listen and cares.

I walked to Burger King and grabbed a bite to eat. Ruth is so silly. She asked me what time I came in today. I had to remind her of Tom's surgery. The other day she said I would leave him after he had his teeth pulled. I told her I wasn't in love with his teeth but that I was in love with him. I should have got smart with her and said, "They're taking his teeth. Not his winkie." I always come up with these good comebacks too late. At least I can come up with good ones. They might come to mind an hour later or even two days later but they are still good ones.

After I hate my sandwich I walked over to the hospital. There I found Tiny in the waiting room. I waited there with him for ten to fifteen minutes. Then Tom was ready to be picked up on the other side of the building. The nurse wheeled him out. It was scary seeing him in that wheel chair, looking fragile. He was real pale and barely had his eyes open. We went over to his mother's and was there for maybe an hour. Tom took a nap on his mother's bed, after her mother nagged him to do so. We went home shortly after he woke up. Finally the bleeding stopped and he came out of the "twilight zone". He said he couldn't remember ever walking out to the van. I told him, that it was because he didn't walk but that he was wheeled out to us. He did however remember looking back at me on the way over to his mother's.

So what all did they take? They took all his top ones. Including the bone fragments that had been left by other dentists a long while ago. Before I ever met him. They left his bottom front teeth. He will get parcels for there. He is talking good with out his teeth. I am surprised. I can't believe how perky he is now either. But it was his teeth that were making him feel bad. Now the infection can leave.

So here we are now. I am rambling on here and Tom is looking up stuff on the internet. Comic books I believe. I of course am thinking about Piper. I miss her and it has only been a few hours. I can't get her out of my head. I hope she is all right. I can't wait to bring her home tomorrow. I am thinking of asking them about micro chips for cats. I saw something in there about it. I am curious as to what it would cost and if they can actually do it. We shall see....

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If There Were Peas In My Soup....

What the hell is gonna on here? Let us see.....Tomorrow Tom and Piper both have surgery. Tom is having his teeth pulled and Piper is gonna be spayed. My nerves are shot. If it wasn't bad enough I have been a bit down because of the change in season. Now I have to deal with worrying about my babies. I am scared for them both. Mainly Tom of course. This isn't just any surgery. It is serious. Things could go wrong. Even after it is done with. He could bleed to death or something. He is a free bleeder. That is why I have take a couple days off. If need be I will call in but I hope I won't have to. I am glad that Tom is finally getting his teeth taken care of. They were making him very ill. Having bad teeth that are not taken care of will kill a person. I have a friend at work who almost lost her father due to his teeth. Eventually my uncle will start showing signs of infection due to his teeth. My mom said his teeth are getting worst and she has tried talking him into going to the dentist but he is bull-headed. I really need to go and have my teeth clean. I would like to get them whiten. Before this year is up I will go to the dentist and have them clean for sure. Scary thing is, it has been over three years since I have had them cleaned my a dentist. Sure I have had two wisdom teeth pulled and I know my dentist was unhappy with the fact that I am not going regularly to have them clean. I am too.

Last night I dreamt that Earth was being invaded my aliens and it was the end of the world. Everyone was freaking out and I remember seeing UFOs everywhere attacking us. It was a scary dream. I think I had it because of all the stuff that is going wrong in the world today and the fact that I watch allot of sci-fi.

I did a reading last night. I didn't have a question in mind. Not really. I was surprise to find that the reading was positive. Well for the most part. It did go on about the changes in me. My emotions and they way I have lost interest in things and such. It said that there would be more changes on the way. And those changes would be positive and some rite of passage was going to take place. It had been a long time since I did a reading. I think the last time I did one was New Years Eve. I will have to go over my records and see how that reading went.

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Blah, blah, blah.

Blah, blah, blah. What is there to tell? I was sick for almost a week. I gave it to all of my co-workers at work. What can I say? My mother did teach me to share. Tom was sick but only for one night. I don't know how but he got over it really fast. But then again. It does take allot to knock him on his ass.

Right now I am watching Ghost Hunters. I love this show. The TAPS team is different than anyother ghost hunters. They try to debunk the eveidence. Rather than prove that it is real. Of course there are times when it isn't possible to debunk and then they will admit that a place is haunted. http://www.the-atlantic-paranormal-society.com/

Ripley never did come back home. It has been two weeks. I think about him often. I hope he has found a nice home with loving people that will take care of him. I know he wasn't over his cold. That worries me. I hope the people are smart enough to get him well and if they have to, take him to the vet. But I doubt that. There arn't many people who take care of their animals like they should. Animals are like kids. Especially when they are pets. They can't take theirselves to the vet to get better. They can't go to the super market to get food, litter, and meds. No matter the cost, my aniamls will always be provided for first. Even if it means I have to go without. Perhaps that is a sin in the bible but I believe it is a bigger sin to be selfish.

Tiny came over and fixed our toilet. The floor was rotting underneath it and needed to be redone. It was real scary. Tiny barely touched what was left of the floor there and it collapsed. I am glad that it did not do that while we were on the potty. Next we will repair the screens in all the windows and other little odd stuff around the house that needs taken care of. I feel better now. Now that the toilet isn't leaning to one side.

I dreamt the other night that I went back to high school. I dream often about school but usually it I there against my will. This dream I was actually there cause I wanted to be. I told the teachers that I had taken my GED but that I wanted to finish high school anyhow. This dream made me think that I could go back to high school if I wanted. Seriously. I look young enough and I sound young enough. I could pass as a 17 year old. They would believe me. And I know I have forgotten everything I learned in school. That is very much true. It is like. What was the point of me ever going? When it was all going to be forgotten five years later. Gee. But then of course I don't use the information daily. So it is natural that I would forget half of what was taught to me in school. Just recently I had to reteach myself how to subtract big numbers. Oh my. *slaps hand to forehead* But I talked to people I work with and it turns out I am not the only one that has had this problem. Everyone forgets things they don't use daily.

This month we are starting our Christmas shopping. There will be no crumby gifts this year. Everyone will get something good. Something that I actually took time to think out and spent some real money on. Starting Christmas shopping early will ensure that everyone gets something nice. Last year was a bumber cause I waited until the last minute to buy gifts for my family and friends. That is no way to be about Christmas. Start early and have more money to spend on people you love and care about. In the end you will feel great about yourself. Tom has already started buying me gifts. Last year we didn't exchange gifts. The year before that we did but we didn't do it on Christmas day. It was an all month thing and we didn't even wrap the gifts. I like doing Christmas that way but it does suck the magic out of it. We won't have a Christmas tree this year. We have one but it has never been used. It is still in its box, and has never been touched. We were going to put it out one year but the the kittens came along. This year we can't put it out because of the two kittens we have and now there are more cats. This house is too small for one anyhow. But it is no big deal really. I don't mind.

A Day Filled With Piper

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Bob Denver, classic TV's Gilligan, dead at age 70

By Bill Keveney, USA TODAY
Wed Sep 7, 7:30 AM ET


Bob Denver, who died Friday at 70 of complications from cancer treatment, will always be a young man in the public's mind - a skinny one in a white sailor cap and red shirt, who became a TV icon as the befuddled first mate of the classic CBS comedy Gilligan's Island.

Baby boomers grew up with Denver's Gilligan during the series' run from 1964 to 1967. Multiple generations have come to know Gilligan, a blend of innocence and goofiness, and the other six castaways stranded on a desert island after "a three-hour tour," through never-ending repeats of the series.

Denver died at a North Carolina hospital, his agent, Mike Eisenstadt, told the Associated Press. The actor's wife, Dreama, and his children Patrick, Megan, Emily and Colin were present when he died. Denver had undergone quadruple heart bypass surgery earlier this year. "He was my everything, and I will love him forever," Dreama Denver said in a statement.

Denver was born in New Rochelle, N.Y. He discovered acting while studying law at Loyola-Marymount University in Los Angeles in the 1950s. He first gained fame with TV audiences as Maynard G. Krebs on The Many Loves of Dobie Gillis. His bongo-playing beatnik offered a then-hip nonchalance with such phrases as, "You rang?" during the comedy series, which ran from 1959 to 1963.

"I feel like a part of me is gone, too" Dobie Gillis star Dwayne Hickman told the AP. "We were a comedy team, and I was proud to be his straight man."

But Denver's indelible role was that of Gilligan, whose antics often involved accidentally thwarting the rescue efforts of the castaways: skipper Jonas Grumby (Alan Hale Jr.); millionaire Thurston Howell III (Jim Backus) and his wife, Lovey (Natalie Schafer); movie star Ginger (Tina Louise); the professor (Russell Johnson); and farm girl Mary Ann (Dawn Wells). Hale, Backus and Schafer are deceased.

Gilligan creator Sherwood Schwartz said that Denver, whom he called "a superb actor," didn't get enough credit for a slapstick role in a series loved by fans but disdained by critics. "A lot of people don't think it's hard to be an actor where (it looks like) all you have to do is react to a falling coconut," Schwartz said. "You can tell a good actor if he's listening to the other people in the scene. When you looked at Bob, you could see the wheels going around in his head."

Off-screen, Denver was "completely different (from Gilligan) - very smart," Schwartz said.

In the years after Gilligan, Denver starred in other, less-successful series. But Gilligan remained a cultural touchstone, and Denver and castmates returned starting in the late '70s for three TV movies that featured their eventual escape.

Denver, however, never escaped being typecast as Gilligan. "That's the damaging thing about being terrific in what you do as an actor," Schwartz said. "Everybody wants you to be the same person."

Every Spring

Silly me. I thought that Corpse Bride was already playing. But it is not. Boy was I one disappointed little girl. *giggles* Ok so I am an adult but I look like a little girl. Anyhow. Tom asked if I still wanted to go see a movie. Of course not. I wanted to see that movie in theaters. Not just any. Then he asked if I wanted to go out to the malls. Of course that was a no too. So where did we go? Well of course. Wal-Mart. There were a couple of shirts I wanted out there. One of them being a Pink Floyd t-shirt. I wanted a Rolling Stones t-shirt but they did not have one in my size. I was going to get a Beatles t-shirt but again, they did not have one in my size. Should have gotten one last week. When they did, but that is the way the cookie crumbles. Tom had a friend of his get me a Led Zepplin t-shirt. That was two weeks ago. It is just lovely. Tom said it was just like the one he wore all those years ago. I asked him when I should wear it. He said whenever I liked. But I don't know if I want to. Because of the sentimental values.

I had a dream about my wedding dress last night. I was beautiful. Just like the dress Sara is wearing in Labyrinth. I have to find someone to make it. Or learn how to sew. *rolling eyes* I love crafts and all but I never took that home class in school. Thankfully. Somehow I wasn't so lucky when it came to shop class. But putting a nail in a board doesn't have anything to do with my wedding dress and how it is going to get made. I dunno what I am going to do. Good thing I have a whole year to figure everything out and all. I also have a whole year to starve myself. Seriously. Like that is going to happen. With the way I love food. Which reminds me. I wonder if Hong Kong is open tomorrow. I sure hope it is.

Yay for my cats. They caught Lexx a dove. Sorry for the dove but at least her corpse was not wasted. Lexx is a happy snake now. I hope that it did not have a mate. I red in a bird book once that doves actually nurse their young. I should look it up again to see how true that is. Tom said that it wasn't but the bird book said so. I dunno. If it is true then it is the way cool and quite interesting. I love doves. I remember one time long ago, I went to the Kingdom Hall with my grandparents and there was a dove that got hit in the parking lot. There were doves all around it and one of the doves was practically on top of it. It was bitter sweet. Just like little human beings they were. And the the doves took the now widow mate and flew off. I will never forget it. Just like when he had doves living on our porch on Miami Trace Rd. Every spring they would be out there building their nests. Mom would always comment on them.

I miss living out in the country. Those were the first nine years of my life was out there on Miami Trace Rd. I only new my sister and I was truly one with nature then. Town is so much different than the country. I remember there were times when Amy and I would take off our shirts and run around like little wild children. We didn't have to worry about being seen. Our neighbors were too far away. Of course we did that at grandma's too but we were older then and we were trying to tan. *giggles* *sigh* Those were the days.

The Early Years

I love this picture of Tom taken 25 years ago. I wanted to make it as a wallpaper for my computer. When I first started on it I did not like the back ground. So I cut him out and this took me over an hour to complete. But I am very happy with the finished products.

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Me: I'm sorry
Cindy: for what?
Cindy: did you step on my toe?
Me: I didn't mean for you to rewrite your whole entry
Cindy: huh?
Me: nose
Me: I meant it in good humor
Cindy: no I didn't rewrite it
Cindy: I corrected it
Cindy: and I thank you for it
Me: I thought at first it was just a typo but it happened like 3 or 4 times
Me: I guess it still could have been a typo
Me: I do that kind of shit all the time
Cindy: yeah
Me: it's like your fingers and your brain have a kink in the connection and the fingers type all dyslexic and shit
Cindy: if I had looked at it and read over it I would have noticed something wasn't right
Me: you
Me: shit
Cindy: brb
Me: you've seen it when i forget entire words
Me: ok
Cindy: ok
Cindy: Tom didn't get his teeth pulled afterall
Me: I read your entry
Cindy: oh
Cindy: duh
Me: I didn't realize he was in such bad shape
Cindy: yeah
Me: I didn't write an entry today cos I didn't feel like it
Me: there are times I just don't wanna put stuff in writing or sit and think about stuff long enough to write about it
Me: like work screwed me and now I don't know how to deal with it
Me: I think I'm gonna look for a different job, just in case I need to change
Me: cos they've got me at part time and I don't know if I'll be able to be switched to full time and if they're gonna give me enough hours to survive or not
Cindy: there are times when I don't have words enough to write
Me: it's the first time I've wished for Christmas to hurry up and come to Wal-Mart
Me: so they'd make me officially full time and I could get my hours back
Me: I guess I've been part time this whole time, they've just been giving me full time hours
Me: and now they're not allowed to do that and they're not making any status changes at the moment
Me: blows
Me: *sigh*
Me: I think I might go to bed soon
Me: I'm not feeling up to being awake right now
Cindy: I should really be heading to bed too. but I am not ready
Me: these days off are the most worthless days and are going to be, it seems, forever

"Friends Without Faces"

We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens.
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze,
looking for something or someone as we sit in a daze.



We chat with each other. We type all our woes.
Small groups we do form and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody to type out our name.
We want recognition but it is always the same.



We give kisses and hugs and sometimes we flirt.
In chats we chat deeply and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships but why we don't know.
Some of these friendships will flourish and grow.



Why is it on screen we can be so bold,
telling our secrets that have never been told?
Why is it we share the thoughts in our mind,
with those we can't see as though we were blind?



The answer is simple. It is as clear as a bell.
We all have our problems and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people but tell someone we must,
so we turn to the 'puter and to those we can trust.



Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
They are "friends without faces and odd little names."


~Author Unknown~

The Fairy King of Ar

We just bought the movie 'The Fairy King of Ar'. It is an ok movie. I think it could have been better though. Allot better even. It starts out with a grandmother reading a book to her two grandchildren. The book is about a giant that wanted to marry the fairy king's daughter. They made a deal, but the king did not keep his side of the bargain. The giant gets pissed off and creates a big hole in the ground and grabs all the people of Ar and throws them down in the hole. The grandmother tells her grandchildren that they have to help the fairies escape. Then she dies and they inherit her house and land.

You can guess here what happens next. They move in after that and meet a cousin of the mother's, whom appears to be crazy and believes there are demons in the mine, that is in their yard. When actually the demons really are the fairies.

If you watch the movie closely you can catch all kinds of little mistakes or things that just don't make since. Like the person who wrote the story was in too big of a hurry and just threw it all together without a care. It has plenty of potential to be something better. Mind you, it is still a good movie. Just not the best.

I love the house in the movie and the yard. It was very magical. I also love the fact that there was a mural of Brian Froud's on one of the walls in the house. But the movie never focused on it. The fairies were computer animation. Which is fine and dandy but they were very poorly done. Even the fairies played by real humans could have had better make-up. And that Tombalina looked more like a boy than a girl fairy.

All in all I rate this movie three stars.

The Tooth Fairy

Turns out Tom did not get his teeth pulled today. The doctor wanted to meet him and have him watch videos on the procedure. It is going to be a serious surgery and there could be complications. Also. The doctor gave him medicine for the infection in his body. That is why Tom appears to be gaining weight but put him on a scale and you clearly see that he weighs the same as ever. There is also nerve damage in his bottom jaw. He said he is already experiencing numbing. The doctor said it could be permanent. Even after his teeth are pulled. So his next visit is in September.

No Runny Noses Please

Three days off in a row or what I always like to call it. A mini vacation. I don't know what kind of a vacation it is going to be, with Tom getting his teeth pulled Monday. I am happy and scared at the same time. Happy because he really needs it done. His teeth are poisoning his body. Scared because he is a free bleeder and I don't want to see him without teeth. I know that may sound mean but it is true. I am also scared because I don't want him to be in pain and all that. I asked him if he was going to be knocked out. He said yeah. I don't like the idea of that. But they are pulling more than one tooth. And more than just pulling. They will have to cut out a couple. Ouch. I am glad my last wisdom tooth was simple. It was more painless than the first one I had pulled out. I almost enjoy going to the dentist to have wisdom teeth pulled out. Almost. My dad told me once, that not all teeth are the same. Some come out easy and some come out so hard that it is like the dentist is trying to pull your head off with your tooth. *sigh*

Piper's nose is back to being normal. Tom said that it may have been tiny cat scratches that became infected. Poor Voodoo though. I just can't seem to heal his ear of ringworm. Piper is rid of hers and so is Benjerman but not Voodoo. I think it is because he licks the medicine off. Well, rubs it off on to his paw and then licks it off of his paw. I am surprised it hasn't made him sick yet. Of course then there is Ripley. Whom is still sick. He was doing real good for a day or two but now he is back to sneezing again. His noes just runs like crazy. It is really gross. Heaven for bid I should ever have a kid cause if it got sick, well lets just say it would have to take care of itself.

deep thoughts

Maybe it's because it's the end of the summer or maybe I'm a little sentimental (or maybe a little of both) or the EVP I've been checking out online, but I've been thinkin a lot about life lately. I can't be bothered to write about it now, partly because it seems whenever I get mushy about Brad or life or even Cleo something bad happens and life poops all over me again. Soooo... I'm going to sit here on my fabric-refreshed sofa and finish watching my digitally recorded soap.

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