Hail and well met
So I finally did it. I sat down and watched the horror stories that are Twilight and New Moon. You may ask why and I will answer. I have always said that you shouldn't really condemn something you know nothing about. So now that I have watched them I have the right and ability to say with out a doubt....
They weren't that bad.
Woah had to duck there to avoid flying books and other detritus. No they are not going to make me swoon and I am not going to read the books but they were ok for what they were. You see in that lies the problem. If you are going to see a vampire movie then do not watch them. If you want to see teen angst and pathetically thin romance novels made into movies then they are for you. People it is real simple, there are only like 13 stories in the world that just keep getting rewritten with different names and places. This is the classic girl meets boy. If you removed the vampire/werewolf mythos and made it gang/gang it would be set in an inner city and bang Spike Lee would be directing.
Although I do have to say one thing. I get the whole glitter thing. When I saw it I though of seeing sunlight glinting off of ice on a car. No I don't like glitter vampires but I can see it.
Woops had to duck again.
So to save my head and all this ducking I will change the subject. Well sort of. I have been kind of thinking on vampires and shape-changers as of late. I have this idea of the Children of the wild (shape-changers) and Children of the Blood (vampires). I am also seeing Tribes of the Dark and Clans of the Moon. I don't know details but I they are formulating. Could be interesting.
Well I have to get to bed sometime.
May the Force be with you
Excelsior!!!
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Silence of the Matt-Man
Hail and well met
Well it has been a few....months since I posted. What can I say I had nothing to put into words. Actually I did but choose not to, for good reasons. Basically I have decided that this is a crutch of sorts. This and all other forms of online journals add up to a drug. Yup an addictive drug that robs me of my ability to be creative and more importantly SOCIAL. It is all to easy to sit here in the cave and type all of my feelings on this thing and for a short time I feel better but then I look around and realize that I am ALONE. That condition is the central cause of much of my depression and sitting here on my ass typing into this void called the internet DOES NOT ONE DAMN THING TO FIX IT.
So am I going to stop all together? What are you crazy? Of course I am still going to type stuff in here from time to time, in fact I believe I may actually do it slightly more often now that I know the problem. Trying to quit totally is stupid and nothing more then the opposite extreme which is not better for me.
Nope it is going to be a matter of moderation. I will control when I type not my moods or emotions or any other force outside of my will. I will choose to do it and when.
Sounds great and looks even better sitting on the screen, now it is the pesky problem of DOING IT. That is the other problem with this whole blogging business. I say things here and then don't do them. That has nothing to do with the internet and everything to do with me. So here is to kicking the habit of not doing and typing instead....or moping around this cave avoiding everything.
So here is to starting to get the reigns of my life back and kicking this red wagon into high gear.
May the Force be with you
Excelsior!!!
Well it has been a few....months since I posted. What can I say I had nothing to put into words. Actually I did but choose not to, for good reasons. Basically I have decided that this is a crutch of sorts. This and all other forms of online journals add up to a drug. Yup an addictive drug that robs me of my ability to be creative and more importantly SOCIAL. It is all to easy to sit here in the cave and type all of my feelings on this thing and for a short time I feel better but then I look around and realize that I am ALONE. That condition is the central cause of much of my depression and sitting here on my ass typing into this void called the internet DOES NOT ONE DAMN THING TO FIX IT.
So am I going to stop all together? What are you crazy? Of course I am still going to type stuff in here from time to time, in fact I believe I may actually do it slightly more often now that I know the problem. Trying to quit totally is stupid and nothing more then the opposite extreme which is not better for me.
Nope it is going to be a matter of moderation. I will control when I type not my moods or emotions or any other force outside of my will. I will choose to do it and when.
Sounds great and looks even better sitting on the screen, now it is the pesky problem of DOING IT. That is the other problem with this whole blogging business. I say things here and then don't do them. That has nothing to do with the internet and everything to do with me. So here is to kicking the habit of not doing and typing instead....or moping around this cave avoiding everything.
So here is to starting to get the reigns of my life back and kicking this red wagon into high gear.
May the Force be with you
Excelsior!!!
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