I Know I Owe...

You'd think with 3 weeks off school I'd manage to write at least one blog post... but truth be told? I spent the last 3 weeks spending as little time on the internet as I possibly could. I spent time with, like, you know... real people. In person. Like, really in person. It was kind of refreshing to talk to people without intermediary devices such as computers, phones, time...

Of course, spending time with real, live people led to new and glorious discoveries, like the Pop-It (at least this is what I was told it was called-- unfortunately, common phrasing didn't allow me to find a glorious picture to include). The Pop-It, (like it's twin in Hair the "Bump-It", responsible for making countless women's heads look like baby aliens), is a beauty enhancing tool. But what the "Bump-It" does for hair, the "Pop-It" does for booty. The goal? Giving countless white girls the opportunity to fill out them apple bottom jeans:




I also had the opportunity to watch movies with my Mom-- always a pleasure. Without her, I'd miss out on gems like IT'S COMPLICATED or SHERLOCK HOLMES or NEW MOON. Even my closest of bad movie companions might scoff at the idea of seeing any one of these oh-so-enjoyable flicks, especially at full theater pricing. But no no no, not my Mom.

Which brings me to my point. Many people are aware of the current "vampire mania." If you walk to your nearest Borders or Barnes & Noble you are likely to discover an entire aisle devoted to "young adult" vampire novels with lusty vampire covers-- sort of gothic remakes of old Fabio romance novel covers. Having maintained a life in Joss Whedon crazed Buffydom, I can understand the vampire appeal and have continued to follow this popular trend, usually less impressed than with Buffy, obviously. But then there's something like TRUE BLOOD-- which is soooo good. It's dark & twisted & often funny or surprising and kind of kitschy, though probably unintentionally. And as I was home, watching Season 1 of TRUE BLOOD, having just seen NEW MOON in the theater, something dawned on me. TRUE BLOOD is essentially TWILIGHT... it's just that TRUE BLOOD is actually good. But when you get down to the brass tacks of it all, they both have this sort of neurotic female heroine. There is the mind reading connection with the exception (with TWILIGHT, the vampire reads minds and can read all minds except the mortal lover, with TRUE BLOOD, the girl can read all minds except her immortal beloved). They also both have the other guy, the shapeshifting wolf/dog man, who is also in love with our female heroine-- though she is unable to return said feelings because of her insipid obsession with brooding, moody male vampire guy. Vampire feeding frenzy commence. At least Joss poked fun at Angel.


Anyway... now I'm back in Boise, back to life, back to reality, and back to really thinking about dragons. I have also returned with what I think will be a beautiful entree into the wild and fascinating world of this blog. This is called Spirited Killer a trilogy of kung fu films-- one which includes zombies!-- from Thailand starring Tony Jaa of Ong Bak. This dvd is surely badly dubbed, which will magically result in brilliantly bad dialogue with which to litter this blog. Plus, Tony Jaa really is a dragon. I mean, people were saying he was going to be the next Bruce Lee, who was the original dragon. How can this trilogy fail me?

Until next time...