...Conan O'Brien:
Thank you for featuring the cast of Mary Poppins on your show tonight and CONFIRMING that I do NOT want to see that play!! Double so if that was their big production number. SUCKYYYYYY!
...Stomach:
Why are you making those noises? I cooked the chicken myself and confirmed it was hot enough before I ate it. You should not be making those noises!
...Nose:
Another sinus infection? You can't be serious!
...ABC New:
Thanks for having that clip about Sleigh Bells up on the web. I hope to remember them when they finally release an album.
...Television:
Thanks for having MUTE buttons so I could stop hearing the Mary Poppins song and am currently not hearing Q&A with the cast of New Moon
...Weather
Can you knock it off with the 20+ degree temp changes between night and day? Me no likes!
...Finances
WTF happened? Where did you go?!?!
...Mojo
I miss you!!
I can't stop sharing how much I enjoyed watching it. I was also so pleasantly surprised! Being in the animation industry I am always critical of things like that. I'm not saying I'm the end all be all of animation, but I'd like to think I know what I'm doing/saying!
This is a film that everyone can enjoy. It can also be said it is this years Iron Giant. I feel traditonal animation will always be around. Maybe not as prevalent as it used to be, but it is an art form that everyone will always appreciate and enjoy.
To go back to the film, the way that Anderson made this film to not be strictly "by the book" but something Dahl would completely agree he did it justice. The props, maquettes, the writing, the pacing, the colors, the effort, the 4+ years was just all there on screen. Mind you this is not a blockbuster, but a classic for years to come.
In the New York Magazine they feature the Fox family front and center. The article covers a short interview with Anderson and the work that went into making the film. Such an endeavor will always get noticed. For example each maquette has levers/pedals inside the face to create close up expressions, and highly detailed armature that is composed of Allen joints, pipes, silicone, stockings, goat fur and much much more. You can understand the love and care that went into each figure. I would have loved to work on this film personally. -sigh-
Someday I am determined to have my own animation company and I hope to produce at least one stop-motion/animated feature. I don't see it happening anytime soon, but it will happen mind you! XD
Back to Fantastic Mr Fox! I also picked up the The Making of Fantastic Mr. Fox: A Film by Wes Anderson Based on the Book by Roald Dahl. This is a great book to have. It has every little thing you would be interested in knowing about the film. It has interviews, details of how each character was made, the process of working with Anderson overseas, storyboards, sketches, notes, illustrations, concept art, etc etc etc. If you are looking for a gift to give someone who loves animation, is artsy, or would like to get into the whole world of animation I would purchase this book for them. The best deals can be found online for future reference. hehe.
Anywho, I'm hoping my friend Ceci bothers me to see this film so I have an excuse to see it for the third time.
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XOXO
Hey guys,
Hope y'all had a wonderful weekend!
I've probably mentioned before that I really like Restaurant.com. They sell $25 restaurant gift certificates for $10, and they often have 80% off sales, so I usually buy the $25 cert for $2. Deal!
They're having this nice little promotion now. I can enter up to 30 friends' email addresses and they'll send you a free $10 gift certificate. (Of course, expect to be getting emails from them.... that's why I use my spam email address). But they're not that frequent.
So, if you'd like the free gift certificate, let me know. If I don't already have your email address, private message me with it.
Much love,
HapaLove
in case you missed it on CO
It was all so much fun to unwrap - I haven't gotten to do that in years!! It was like a bunch of Christmasessesssss at once.
Currently looking forward to, or pretending to look forward to:
Sat, Dec 5
- 3p, It's A Wonderful Life on a movie screen at the Seal Beach Theatre
- 6p, Optional: the Belmont Shore Christmas Parade. I probably won't go - parking is a bitch and I don't really know anyone to hang with anymore (it's dull if you're alone and don't live there).
- 3p, Out & About Holiday Progressive Dinner. 3 stops (a home, a restaurant, a home) and lots of gay men!!
- 6p (won't make it unless i'm having a REALLY bad time at the progressive), another screening of IAWL
Mon Dec 7 and Wed Dec 9
- 8p, final screenings of IAWL in Seal Beach (I might be able to get out of work early one night. I might not be in the mood. Dunno.)
- Also, Dec 9 only, 3-6pm = Office holiday "party" in the conference rooms (using the term "party" loosely cause it usually sucks). I'll probably have too much work to attend anyway.
Sat, Dec 12
- 9am-noon Holiday Appetizers cooking class in Silverlake (oh, how I will HATE waking up for that!)
- Afternoon: swing by the Los Angeles Tamale Festival (postponed from November)
- 5p, Daisy Lane Christmas Parade. Only 3 blocks from me and the saddest/tackiest Xmas parade ever. I love it
Sat, Dec 19
- 3p, first screening of A Christmas Story at the Seal Beach Theatre. I probably won't make it to this one.
- 6p (I won't make it but enjoy knowing when it is), the Naples Boat Parade of Lights
- 8pm(ish), Brian Setzer Christmas Extravaganza concert. Had a blast last time! It's also the night of "Merry -X- mas" (as in the band, X), but I already had the pit ticket for Brian Setzer when I heard about X's show.
- Additional screenings of A Christmas Story in Seal Beach
I was watching TV in the living room when I decided to go out for some dinner and got up to find shoes.
As I stood up, I mumbled to myself, "I am SO pissed off." (...cause I am/was... at everything)
From the other side of the front door, which was closed, I heard, "sorry"
WTF?!?!
That freaked me out pretty well. Granted, I know I'm far from quiet but who the hell heard me say that? I took my time finding shoes, finally deciding the "sorry" had been a random coincidence of someone walking by while on their phone, and headed out for food. When I went outside, Mitchell's bag o' crap was gone. So it was probably him, coincidentally on the porch (no doubt planning to ask for money) at the very moment I was bitching in the living room.
I don't know if his shit's gone from the side yard, I didn't check.
Hopefully, the whole situation is now indirectly resolved.
In other, lighter, news:
At dinner, Dave, the other homeless guy I know (polar opposite of Mitchell, Dave is quiet, keeps to himself, and appears not have bathed in the last 10 years) walked into the restaurant (little dive pho place 2 blocks away) just as I was finishing my meal. That was odd. I saw him before he saw me, and before the staff could harrass him. I offered him dinner (that would have really freaked out the restaurant) but he only wanted money for the metro train. We talked few minutes as I scrounged up a couple bucks and he left. I wish I could have seen the face of the woman at the table behind me... watching a scruffy homeless guy being called by name, treated nicely and shaking hands with me.
Being pissed off at the world is catching up with me - by back hurts like a mofo and now I'm getting headaches (couldn't have anything to do with drinking champagne, then vodka, then beers last night!). I wonder if MassageEnvy is open tomorrow. I doubt it would help me (since I don't relax) but what else have I got? I think Wed is the soonest I can possibly see my sexy chiro and, despite the pain, I'm willing to bet that I forget to get up early and go (cause it's likely to be hell week at work).
Where am I usually at on Sat nights that I don't remember TV sucking this hard?
Definitely putting that "give an inch and they'll take a mile" saying to use.
First it was the increasing frequency of knocking on my door and asking for money.
Then he started storing "his" tools (fishing rod, fruit picker - which he actually stole from me several years ago, misc pole, boots, buckets, whatever) in my side yard (he'd prop them against the fence, but on my property, so he could retrieve them over the fence but people weren't likely to steal them). I think he asked permission once - about a year ago. I didn't raise a fuss cause it's generally been rare and wasn't worth the bother. But that also went from once in awhile to every day.
Then the big bag o' crap showed up next to my front porch, shoved down behind my plants - not visible from the street but eyesore from the porch. Just around the time I was going to throw it away, the bag disappeared (the morning after I thought he might be sleeping under my house - which is still not settled). But a new bag showed up a couple days later and has been there for about a week.
Yesterday, he became the annoying door knocker of the day... alternating between knocking and generally making a racket. Not in the mood to be panhandled at my own front door, I ignored him (and wrote the "lalalala" post).
So, last night got home around 2 and decided I'd had enough. As I walked into my house, I grabbed the bag o' crap and threw it into the front yard - plain sight - hoping someone would take it (someone like Mitchell?)
Today, still pissed, I glanced out the bathroom window to see if Mitchell's tools were still in the side yard. Nope, looks like he picked them during the prior day's racket.
But, wait... what the hell is that pole propped against the bathroom window's security bars? The window is at least 6' from the gate, how did something get that far away? Well, whatever. I decide to ignore it.
Later, I let the kitties out to play. As Skritches wandered into the side yard, I followed her and realized the pole against the window was about 12' long (thus how it made the 6' span from the gate) and it was about to knock my roof's rain spout off the wall (it just hangs there, not held on my any hooks or anything). So I pulled out the pole and adjusted the spout so it was firmly against the house again.
As I moved to put Mitchell's pole against the fence (only because i couldn't figure out how to fit it in the trash), I discovered not only his fishing pole but also his big metal fishing hook propped against the gate. And I got PISSED. He left a big metal hook just sitting on the ground, for me or my cats to step on. Or, gawd forbid, Scritches to walk into... cause I really need to increase her chance of losing her 2nd eye.
So his bag o' shit is still in the front yard. I left his 12' and fishing poles against the gate. The hook is in the trash - possibly to be removed to a remote location just in case he decides to snoop my trash (several years back, he asked to use my washing machine. I said no. Several days later, I found a tube sock on the garage floor, between the washer & drier - and I don't wear tube socks. He apparently hopped the fence and did his laundry while I was at work).
And, if I see him (though, admittedly, I'll be actively avoiding him), Mitchell is going to get told to get his shit out of here and not return.
I am really really really REALLY at my limit with the whole "thanks for the help, now give me more" attitude!!"
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