Spudguns! it's just before 11am where I am right now as I type this. Mercury has been in retrograde for the last week, and will stay that way for another two weeks. Ugh! To say I'm feeling all the brutality of that planet right now is an understatement. It seems like everything under the moon and sun seems to break down for me when Mercury goes into it's retroness. Headaches galore. Both literal and metaphorical.
So, youtube doesn't know how to classify me. Nether do I for that matter. You know when you log in to youtube and you get your recommendations; well, I have like 50 rows of different crap every time. That's because I am the kind of person who binge watches a million different topics every day. I just spent a few days watching nothing but "how to style" videos after my usual plate of cooking videos.
See my punniness there.
Anyways, I just thought I'd come in here for a moment and chatter on about well...not much really. Just felt the need to blog about anything.
Speaking of cooking videos, I just picked up a box of Tim Horton's cereal. I saw a food reviewer talking about it on one of their videos and when I saw it yesterday at the store had to pick it up. So yeah did that.
And this is the part where I tell you to follow me on my facebook page (here)because I'm in there everyday posting something, even if it's just the daily Hallowe'en countdown. I've been making a bunch of videos with my neighbour and fiend lately. Pointless and sometimes funny.
So, until next time. Creeping Screams!
Saturday, February 22, 2020
Sunday, January 12, 2020
Tripping down memory
Spudguns!, it's been a weird few days. Things I've let slide to the back burner for the last few years, even somethings I've forgotten completely about, have suddenly popped up. Like my use of the word Freal.
You know I'm a big fan of Farscape, right and I used to swear constantly; most of which on bloggies I tried my best to use sci-fi speak to replace it. I sometimes put a little accent between the e and the a (Fre'al or Frea'l) and I even admitted I knew it was spelled Frell but didn't like the actual spelling.
Well, I was just talking with one of the neighbours here in my building, and they kept going on about some ice cream place called F'Real. Like as in For Real Ice Cream. Huh. Interesting. The whole time they were talking I couldn't stop thinking about Farscape and black trenchcoats, and the character of Rygel.
Craziness right?
Then I realized, I haven't watched an episode in about 8 years. Roughly. I had about a decade of my life where I lived and died by that show. Sad to think it hasn't crossed my mind in nearly a decade. Yeah, it's 21 years old as of the time of this post. Damn it Janet! middle age sucks.
The boxed set has a layer of dust on it so thick it would make you weep...well sneeze at lest.
I think a marathon of the show is in order. That and a really big sundae.
Till later, Creeping Screams!
You know I'm a big fan of Farscape, right and I used to swear constantly; most of which on bloggies I tried my best to use sci-fi speak to replace it. I sometimes put a little accent between the e and the a (Fre'al or Frea'l) and I even admitted I knew it was spelled Frell but didn't like the actual spelling.
Well, I was just talking with one of the neighbours here in my building, and they kept going on about some ice cream place called F'Real. Like as in For Real Ice Cream. Huh. Interesting. The whole time they were talking I couldn't stop thinking about Farscape and black trenchcoats, and the character of Rygel.
Craziness right?
Then I realized, I haven't watched an episode in about 8 years. Roughly. I had about a decade of my life where I lived and died by that show. Sad to think it hasn't crossed my mind in nearly a decade. Yeah, it's 21 years old as of the time of this post. Damn it Janet! middle age sucks.
The boxed set has a layer of dust on it so thick it would make you weep...well sneeze at lest.
I think a marathon of the show is in order. That and a really big sundae.
Till later, Creeping Screams!
Friday, December 13, 2019
Dec 13th Friday 2019
Spudguns!, it's been a bit. I have to admit, I've gotten really bad at keeping up with pretty much everything.
So, in the last few months, I've been working on...basically not much. Did my little Hallowe'en comedy thing for my facebook and youtube. Trying to get back into the creative swing. The writer's block this past year has been brutal. I mean, empty dry moths flying in my zombie eaten brain brutal.
I'm currently watching a movie that I have zero interest in and really don't care for the lead actors. Then why am I watching it, you are probably saying. Well, because for some crazy cosmic reason, in the last few days the movie has popped up in more than four conversations. So, thought it was time to check it out. Fight Club by the way. So, you know that's enough of a sign that I tracked down a copy.
Can you believe my lovely Spudguns!, that we are only a few weeks away from not only a new month and year, but decade! Dude! Time flies doesn't it? Hard to believe we're heading into 2020. When you look back at movies and such, the idea of 2020 was so far far into the distant future, that it had predicted we'd be in hovercrafts and living on the moon. I was commenting the other day that I've first started blogging back in late 2002 when it was still a totally new idea, and creating videos since 2006. I can't wrap my mind around the fact life has been lived online for the last decade and a half. Blows my tubes it does.
Okay, with that said, I will try to return before the clock strikes 2020. Oh, right, it's the last Friday the 13th of the decade...Happy Friday the 13th.
So, in the last few months, I've been working on...basically not much. Did my little Hallowe'en comedy thing for my facebook and youtube. Trying to get back into the creative swing. The writer's block this past year has been brutal. I mean, empty dry moths flying in my zombie eaten brain brutal.
I'm currently watching a movie that I have zero interest in and really don't care for the lead actors. Then why am I watching it, you are probably saying. Well, because for some crazy cosmic reason, in the last few days the movie has popped up in more than four conversations. So, thought it was time to check it out. Fight Club by the way. So, you know that's enough of a sign that I tracked down a copy.
Can you believe my lovely Spudguns!, that we are only a few weeks away from not only a new month and year, but decade! Dude! Time flies doesn't it? Hard to believe we're heading into 2020. When you look back at movies and such, the idea of 2020 was so far far into the distant future, that it had predicted we'd be in hovercrafts and living on the moon. I was commenting the other day that I've first started blogging back in late 2002 when it was still a totally new idea, and creating videos since 2006. I can't wrap my mind around the fact life has been lived online for the last decade and a half. Blows my tubes it does.
Okay, with that said, I will try to return before the clock strikes 2020. Oh, right, it's the last Friday the 13th of the decade...Happy Friday the 13th.
Thursday, July 11, 2019
Thursday July 11 2019
Nothing like stating the obvious eh?
Spudguns!, it's 6:30pm EST where I am as I write this, and we are 112 days till Hallowe'en. Righty-ho, Righty-ho. And I'm about to loose my bloody mind.
Mercury went retro few days ago on the 7th of July and will be that way until the 31st of July 2019. And man-o-man, have I been feeling the pain of it. For those of you who do not follow Astrology, roughly 4 times a year, the planet Mercury turns retrograde for a few weeks. When this happens, travel issues happen, accidents happen more often, communications get mucked up, and all kinds of electronic issues happen. More people end up having to either take their computers into the shop or get new ones, as well as their vehicles. Just to name a few things Mercury controls.
Anyways, if you've been keeping up with my facebook page (here) then you see I've been doing the daily Hallowe'en countdown. With that said, I have a milestone I'm trying to hit before Hallowe'en. No, I'm not going to tell you what that is, cause that would make me look like I'm begging. And I can't possibly do that now can I? Can I ? Like seriously, is it okay to beg online now?
Okay, I don't have much to say today, just sort of felt the need to come in and drop a yammer down.
Spudguns!, it's 6:30pm EST where I am as I write this, and we are 112 days till Hallowe'en. Righty-ho, Righty-ho. And I'm about to loose my bloody mind.
Mercury went retro few days ago on the 7th of July and will be that way until the 31st of July 2019. And man-o-man, have I been feeling the pain of it. For those of you who do not follow Astrology, roughly 4 times a year, the planet Mercury turns retrograde for a few weeks. When this happens, travel issues happen, accidents happen more often, communications get mucked up, and all kinds of electronic issues happen. More people end up having to either take their computers into the shop or get new ones, as well as their vehicles. Just to name a few things Mercury controls.
Anyways, if you've been keeping up with my facebook page (here) then you see I've been doing the daily Hallowe'en countdown. With that said, I have a milestone I'm trying to hit before Hallowe'en. No, I'm not going to tell you what that is, cause that would make me look like I'm begging. And I can't possibly do that now can I? Can I ? Like seriously, is it okay to beg online now?
Okay, I don't have much to say today, just sort of felt the need to come in and drop a yammer down.
Sunday, May 26, 2019
May 26th 2019
On May 26th 1897 the novel Dracula was published. 122 years ago. I can't imagine what my life would look like if that novel had never been released?
The beginning of the month, I looked at the calendar and saw today would be the last Sunday of the month. For me, that has meant book club day for the last few years. The selection had been another vampire novel, Queen of the Damned. Few days ago on May 23rd, it was National Goth Day. A day I had quietly observed but hadn't prepared anything for. I just sort of let it slip past me, not contributing anything online for it. I've never considered myself a "goth" in any modern pop-culture sense of the word, though other people in my life continue to drop me into that label box. With my love for all things vampires, it's easy to understand why.
As I was just flipping through Instagram and facebook pages that people were posting to celebrate all things Dracula, I was thinking would we have the kind of sub-genre pop-culture goth if it wasn't for that book? I can't say we would.
Granted, other such gothic novels that came out around the same time have gathered their own fans; but nothing has come close to what Dracula has created. Okay, Frankenstein would be the next runner up, but still. There's just something about the world Bram Stoker created all those years ago.
When you look at other vampire stories like Sheridan Le Fanu's Carmilla, or John Polidori's The Vampyre, you just don't get the same reaction as you do with Dracula. As beautifully haunting and romantically tragic as they are, they just lack a bit of something. As I said, I can't imagine what my life would be like if Dracula had never been published? The movies I grew up watching that coloured my world such as Lost Boys, Monster Squad, Near Dark, reading Interview with the Vampire, The Vampire Lestat and Queen of the Damned as a teenager in the late 1980's. If Dracula hadn't of been published when it was, it's pretty safe to say those wouldn't have stood a chance. Or even been thought of.
I am sitting here now thinking I should say something witty and punny, some quote from a vampire film but I can't choose just one.
The beginning of the month, I looked at the calendar and saw today would be the last Sunday of the month. For me, that has meant book club day for the last few years. The selection had been another vampire novel, Queen of the Damned. Few days ago on May 23rd, it was National Goth Day. A day I had quietly observed but hadn't prepared anything for. I just sort of let it slip past me, not contributing anything online for it. I've never considered myself a "goth" in any modern pop-culture sense of the word, though other people in my life continue to drop me into that label box. With my love for all things vampires, it's easy to understand why.
As I was just flipping through Instagram and facebook pages that people were posting to celebrate all things Dracula, I was thinking would we have the kind of sub-genre pop-culture goth if it wasn't for that book? I can't say we would.
Granted, other such gothic novels that came out around the same time have gathered their own fans; but nothing has come close to what Dracula has created. Okay, Frankenstein would be the next runner up, but still. There's just something about the world Bram Stoker created all those years ago.
When you look at other vampire stories like Sheridan Le Fanu's Carmilla, or John Polidori's The Vampyre, you just don't get the same reaction as you do with Dracula. As beautifully haunting and romantically tragic as they are, they just lack a bit of something. As I said, I can't imagine what my life would be like if Dracula had never been published? The movies I grew up watching that coloured my world such as Lost Boys, Monster Squad, Near Dark, reading Interview with the Vampire, The Vampire Lestat and Queen of the Damned as a teenager in the late 1980's. If Dracula hadn't of been published when it was, it's pretty safe to say those wouldn't have stood a chance. Or even been thought of.
I am sitting here now thinking I should say something witty and punny, some quote from a vampire film but I can't choose just one.
Saturday, April 27, 2019
April 27th 2019
Spudguns! how's it going? So much for my blogging every week. I have no idea where the month has gone, but it's flown by.
We are sitting at 187 Days till Hallowe'en. Sadly, as of late, that Hallowe'en countdown I do every day, is about the only thing that separates the days for me. Everything blends too much into each other lately. And of course, things break down. The world seems to be breaking down all around us in one big swoop. Getting ready no doubt, to rebuild itself into something new.
Eventually, that has to happen. It's why society goes bonkers for all these zombie/post apocalyptic movies. A safe reminder that in order to have rebirth, first there must be death and destruction. Makes me a little queasy but that's just me.
I was having a conversation about this earlier this week with a friend of mine. We were talking about how the planet Uranus has just shifted from one zodiac to the other. It's interesting because it's one of the larger planets that spends nearly a full decade in each zodiac. Trust me, it's a long story when you get into stuff like that, but massive worldwide changes are the point of the plot.
It's the little nit-picky day to day stuff that does me in. Does most people in actually. Otherwise, we wouldn't have the saying straw that broke the camel's back.
Anyways, that's about it for my zombied brains today.
We are sitting at 187 Days till Hallowe'en. Sadly, as of late, that Hallowe'en countdown I do every day, is about the only thing that separates the days for me. Everything blends too much into each other lately. And of course, things break down. The world seems to be breaking down all around us in one big swoop. Getting ready no doubt, to rebuild itself into something new.
Eventually, that has to happen. It's why society goes bonkers for all these zombie/post apocalyptic movies. A safe reminder that in order to have rebirth, first there must be death and destruction. Makes me a little queasy but that's just me.
I was having a conversation about this earlier this week with a friend of mine. We were talking about how the planet Uranus has just shifted from one zodiac to the other. It's interesting because it's one of the larger planets that spends nearly a full decade in each zodiac. Trust me, it's a long story when you get into stuff like that, but massive worldwide changes are the point of the plot.
It's the little nit-picky day to day stuff that does me in. Does most people in actually. Otherwise, we wouldn't have the saying straw that broke the camel's back.
Anyways, that's about it for my zombied brains today.
Thursday, April 4, 2019
A random Thursday
Spudguns!, we are 210 Days till Hallowe'en.
I sit here more and more staring at my social media pages feeling the pressure to add stuff to them. Isn't that the craziest feeling? That strange expectedness to keep producing candyfloss. That ever turning surface noise we've gotten used to. Well, I blame the audience. Oh yeah man, righty-ho righty-ho. If my generation was the white-noise television generation, than this new desire for constant social media flabbering is more than just the next step in the greedy love me generation. It's like here's the cliff my lemmings jump.
You know I'm right. You hate to admit when I'm right, but I know you know that I know I'm right.
Sadly, as I just confessed, I'm far from immune to the social media fill me up phase of things. I'm just spent out man. Totally drained of love and emotion from the lingering talons of the media machine. That crazy followers count that screams how many people are willing to worship at your stone cold feet. I don't think I can handle watching it spit and sputter in the degrees it does like it's lapdog of despair.
Last year, it became all about trying and failing horribly for me, to make a series of posts, videos etc that connected into something. My facebook page had some mild success with keeping my own interest, therefore making some sense. But everything else suffered under the weight of it. This year, as I return to blogging, the only thing I've been able to put my mind into is the daily Hallowe'en countdown. And I'm not even doing that in the style my readers expect.
That's where my mind's at today.
I sit here more and more staring at my social media pages feeling the pressure to add stuff to them. Isn't that the craziest feeling? That strange expectedness to keep producing candyfloss. That ever turning surface noise we've gotten used to. Well, I blame the audience. Oh yeah man, righty-ho righty-ho. If my generation was the white-noise television generation, than this new desire for constant social media flabbering is more than just the next step in the greedy love me generation. It's like here's the cliff my lemmings jump.
You know I'm right. You hate to admit when I'm right, but I know you know that I know I'm right.
Sadly, as I just confessed, I'm far from immune to the social media fill me up phase of things. I'm just spent out man. Totally drained of love and emotion from the lingering talons of the media machine. That crazy followers count that screams how many people are willing to worship at your stone cold feet. I don't think I can handle watching it spit and sputter in the degrees it does like it's lapdog of despair.
Last year, it became all about trying and failing horribly for me, to make a series of posts, videos etc that connected into something. My facebook page had some mild success with keeping my own interest, therefore making some sense. But everything else suffered under the weight of it. This year, as I return to blogging, the only thing I've been able to put my mind into is the daily Hallowe'en countdown. And I'm not even doing that in the style my readers expect.
That's where my mind's at today.
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