Thursday, October 25, 2012

K & M Watch a Horror Movie : Paranormal Activity 4

Posted by K 




***Warning, if you have not seen Paranormal Activity 4, there may be spoilers in here. I don't really know, I haven't seen the other three so I'm not sure what "gives away" plot points. Either way, you've been warned!***



Last Friday M, the gang and I went to see Paranormal Activity 4. M is actually a fan of the series, which is odd, because I would not have pegged her as a horror movie fan. We watched The Shining together once and had very different reactions:

M:








Me:























Needless to say I'm not a Horror movie fan. Either I'm bored stupid or scared stiff, there isn't really a middle ground. Neither is very enjoyable.

However, it's almost Halloween, so in the spirit of the season, we all agreed to meet at the theater for a viewing of Paranormal Activity 4. I should probably mention I haven't seen any of the other three Paranormal activities, so I wasn't up on the "plot". I wikipedia'd it, which I thought would be good enough to cover the major plot points. Was I ever wrong.


It started out okay, some flashy camera work, but nothing I would consider too scary:






Then suddenly, with the appearance of a brunette woman, the entire audience lost their minds. Seriously, the theater was full of gasping and screaming, and I was sitting there like "What? It looks like a soccer Mom. I don't get it."






That confusion pretty much encompassed my feelings for the entire movie. Apparently brunette lady was possessed, and went after the little boy next door as part of some demon deal...but really there were 2 little boys, but one disappeared before the end... Plus, according to Wikipedia, brunette  possessed lady kidnapped the little boy at the end of the third movie, so how did he end up with another family?? Was it because the demon was too good to change diapers??




After the movie, we met outside the theater to discuss:













Booya. The brother opinion was on my side this time!!


Later that night...


I ended up having a sleepover with M, so we could chill and watch the New Girl tv show that we both find hilarious. Around 11pm I went to sleep in her spare room.



11:00pm






11:05pm






11:06pm




It was Darcy the cat. Not a demon lady. I swear these cats are part of a conspiracy to drive me crazy.

Anyway, I guess the movie was more scary than I originally thought. Point to M.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

My day so far....

♪One of these days is not like the others ♪

♪One of these days is missing something ♪

♪Can you guess which day is not like the others? ♪

♪One of these days is going to suck! ♪
























Have you guess it? That's correct! Thursday has a conspicuous lack of purse!




















I somehow managed to leave the house without my purse. How is that even possible? I'm going to blame it on the fact it was 6am, and for some stupid reason I had left my bus pass in my coat (as opposed to my purse), so I didn't even notice the bag was missing until I was sitting on the bus trying to find my radio.


You may ask why I didn't get off the bus when I noticed it missing? (or you may not care, but since this is my blog I figure you've got to have some level of interest. Or you enjoy MS Paint.) I considered it, but then I thought "if I get off this bus, I'll be late for work, then the fact I got up at 5am to be on-time would be pointless! Plus then I'll have to stay late to make up the time, which is going to suck out loud." I just could not accept the fact that it would mean I got up at 5am for nothing.


I talked myself into thinking I could make it through the day without my purse. After all, I had my buspass! AND my coffee. Maybe that would be enough.


But as my ride continued, I slowly realized all the stuff I'd have to make it through the day without:

No cell phone.




No radio. And by extension, no $10 000 if they play the magic song










This is supposed to represent money. I'm too distraught to draw money properly.






Needless to say, it's been a weird day. The bus ride home was rough. It's surprisingly hard to stay awake when I'm not listening intently to the radio. Anyway, I'm reunited with my purse now, so balance is restored!

It's almost Friday people! Time to celebrate!





Tuesday, October 16, 2012

The Radio is Driving me Bananas.

My quest to win the "Hot 89.9 $10 000 Hot Hit" continues.

They played the winning song last Tuesday and I think I called about 70 times but I didn't get through :( 

It was kind of sad. I put the number on speed dial and sat outside continuously dialing, getting a busy signal, hanging up, and dialing again. There were a couple moments when I thought I got through and I'd get super excited, but then the line would disconnect and I'd be plunged back into despair! Okay, that was a little dramatic. More like "plunged back into annoyance".

Lather, rinse and repeat. 70 times.



Anywho, they rebooted it again, so I still have a chance!


Unfortunately the radio commercials are starting to get to me. They may be witty or funny the first few times, but when you've heard them 30 times the charm is pretty much gone.

Take this insurance commercial that plays on the radio:

"Jack and Jill. Romeo and Juliet. Napoleon and Josephine. Tarzan and Jane. Some things just work better together. The same goes for your car and home insurance."

I've probably heard this radio ad about 100 times in the last month. But it was only yesterday, while sitting on the bus, that I actually started to analyze what the ad was saying. And when I did, I realized something:



Jack and Jill: Fell down a hill, got concussed. Not good.








Romeo and Juliet: Committed suicide. Not good.





Napoleon and Josephine: 

#1, Napoleon basically returned France to a Monarchy and caused numerous deaths through his war with England (open to interpretation, I know), and #2 Napoleon tried to ditch Josephine before he became Emperor, but she forced him to marry her in the presence of the Pope (who wouldn't crown Napoleon until he agreed to the marriage). That's romance for you.

Conclusion: Not good.









Tarzan and Jane: Fictional characters.








So basically the worst use of 'examples to prove a point' ever. Perhaps I'm over-thinking this, but it seems to me to be a pretty epic fail.









p.s.- I realize 3 of the 4 couple examples are fictional characters. I just didn't want to play the "fictional" card more than once. I felt the need to mention it in case anyone was left with the impression I believe Jack and Jill are historical figures.

Saturday, October 06, 2012

Giving Thanks

Posted by M

This Thanksgiving, I find myself reflecting on things for which I am grateful . I also find myself realizing that I have a lot of flaws, and therefore I am more and more thankful to the people who love and tolerate me.

Like recently, I went shopping for Thanksgiving dinner. I was uber excited when I saw this:

For the record, there were no substantial turkey bits missing. Hah, I am a Thanksgiving champion!!

I swiftly reached into the bin, and...

Turkey + floor= some woman behind me snickering. Well excuuuuuse me for not being able to lift 18 lbs.! Yeesh.

So then I decided to tell my turkey saga to a friend.

And that's when I lost control of my tomato...

Apparently tomatoes can really fly.

Classic distraction technique! I am so smart.

So now it's turkey preparing day. Thanks to my fabulous mother, I have lots of clear instructions to follow. To take my mind off cooking for a bit, I decided to do some chores to make the place presentable.

No one should be this happy vacuuming. No one.



Now my stuffing elbow is bruised. Sighs

To me dearest family and friends, all I can say is, THANK YOU, from the bottom of my heart, for putting up with me and ignoring things like tossed legumes and oddly placed bruises. You are all the bestests.