P.C.D.D. strikes again as it does this time every year..

Uuugh. I'm having a major case of PCDD. That's Post Christmas Depressive Disorder. These days between December 26 to about mid January are such a drag, especially to an admitted Christmasaholic as I. Soon the decorations will have to come down and the pretty purple tree too. Sniff. Then the worst part of all - no more hundreds of sparkly twinkly lights all over the place! Oh the humanity!

The other day I got 2 Gamera movies for under 4 bucks but I just couldn't enjoy them. That's when you know it's bad! Oh well, I'm sure in a few days I'll be back to my old pre Christmas goofy self again. Whether that's a good or bad thing I don't know, but maybe something stupid or funny will happen between now and then so I will have something to write about soon!

Wait! I did find some really good 1950's-1960's sci-fi space alien movies while digging through a few packed away boxes (I packed those away?! What was I thinking?!)... Ahhhhh look at that ~ perhaps I see a faint glimmer of light at the end of this after-Christmas blues tunnel!!!

Geeeez, i just hope it ain't a train... Or a space ship for that matter!

Learn to say "I love you" in another language

Christmas nap

A Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!

Some great Holiday LOL Cats!

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and all that wonderful stuff to you!!!

Some carolers came by today....

Some carolers came by today, they didn't sing very well,

but you certainly have to admire their Christmas spirit!

All I want for Christmas is...

Do you know what I want for Christmas? Something very particular and very badly needed. I would like sanity in an idiotic world. Really simple really. I'll make it much more simple. No more kids for Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie. That's all. Santa baby, please bring them condoms for Christmas! LOTS!

We went to Walmart tonight (after I had seen a Larry the Cableguy spot on the Comedy channel an believe me, nothing gets me in a better Walmart shopping mood than that bit of prep). This evening did not disappoint! Especially being the last weekend before Christmas the place was rocking and rolling and people were running around like bunnies during mating season trying to tie up last minute odds and ends. I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed seeing that - BUT I do not miss working in retail one minute! Just basking in the energy and vitality of the last decent shopping day of the season. Which brings me to the inevitable - the checkout line. Sigh.

One thing I loathe - the copious amounts of tabloid fodder that haunts the checkout lanes. You are trapped and force fed the insipidness; everything from Oprah being fat to lose 50 pounds in 30 days, to who Jen Aniston is dating and is Brittney really sane... You get the drift. All the B.S. you can't hardly stand.

A few months ago we all lived through Angelina Jolie's pregnancy. Let's face it, with all the coverage it was like we were right there with her - first the bump watch, then going to the doctors, buying the baby clothes, having the heartburn, feeling the kicking and on and on. Maybe we even waddled a bit towards the end there. We didn't miss a heartbeat of our false sympathetic pregnancy! When she went into labor it was a worldwide labor and we all felt her pain and tried to breathe... breathe... breathe.... PUSH! PUUUUSH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! And just like that, it was over. Until the bazillion dollar baby pics hit the checkout stands and we were finally able to see the wee ones.

I couldn't take it then and I can't take any more now!! PLEASE STOP! Tonight I read that she might be pregnant - with more twins - I doubt it's true but heaven help us if it is. I don't think I can handle another pregnancy, it's just too soon. I still have some baby weight to get rid of and stretchmarks to decrease! Please no! I still want to enjoy the occasional beer!

Santa honey if you could do us all a big favor and give Brangelina boring condoms, Jen Aniston a decent but boring man, JLo and Mark Anthony a boring marriage counselor, Oprah a boring lasting fitness regime and.... Wait a minute Santa baby, maybe you can just take them with you back to the North Pole and put them all to good use helping your elves? That would be cool, no pun intended! On second thought, what terrible crimes have your elves committed for such a terrible punishment? Sigh.

Scratch that Christmas list Santa cutie, I've changed my mind ~ I just want a kitty!

Had to share....

A new cheezer for you film buffs...

OMG, I think that Half Price Book Stores will accept any and all unabashedly stupid movies to be had out there, and I say 'Thank goodness for that'! What would I do if I didn't have an occasional cheeseburger of a movie to distract myself from the less cheesy aspects of day to day life? I'd really hate to think about it.

Here is a great cheeser that I discovered at the above discussed used bookstore... The Robot vs the Aztec Mummy has to be one of the amazingly worst movies ever created. In any country. On any planet. Never would you say "I think I'd like to watch that movie again..." Unless of course you have a head injury. This film could be used for torture if the occasion called for it. Really, it's one of those you are happy to watch once and then keep on your shelf with all your other movies simply to entertain company. "Hey look what I got here, quite possibly the worst thing on celluloid - wanna watch it? Ha ha ha! No of course I was just joking...''

Interestingly anyone who knows me is less than surprised to know I have it. I've gotten all predictable again..

Anyway here's the gist: Archaeologist finds ancient Aztec treasure in ruins. A mad scientist finds out about said treasure and builds a robot to steal it. Robot steals treasure. Mummy comes to life to get back treasure. It's mummy's job to protect treasure through eternity. Madcap zany adventures of an ancient corpse and a painfully 1960's robot (I think when that robot hit his stride he made about .0001 mph.) The suspense was murder!!

On the back of the VHS sleeve (can you believe this gem isn't on DVD yet?) it reads: "This thriller classic from Mexico....." Classic ain't exactly the word I'd use but what the heck, it is classically awful!

So you just HAVE to see it once though. Experience it. Then go out and realize the superiority of any man in a rubber suit Toho classic. All I can say is you will end up having a greater appreciation for those film classics.

Old Hollywood Christmas Cheesecake

Louise Brooks

Virginia Grey

Virginia Dale

Janis Page

WWSS? ~ What Would Santa Smoke?

Funny, I had Santa figured as a Salem Menthol Lights person myself...

When whales explode, who has to clean it up?

This week, I think, the National Geographic Channel has imploded. They have really gone 'round the bend and tripped the light fantastic to a wacky world of completely idiotic shows. I remember growing up that a subscription to Nat Geo Magazine was THE Christmas gift of choice and it was very much appreciated. Lately though it seems that the Nat Geo folks have taken it upon themselves to try to debunk or dismantle alot of things that I believe in ie my religion, politics etc... So I tend to stay away from the channel unless something really grabs my attention. Anyway, they can do what they please because I have many other channels to entertain myself with. But now I really do not know what is going on there... Let me 'splain:

This evening I was enjoying the not-to-be-missed sparkling new Christmas special with the Miser Brothers saving Christmas, (That's Snow Miser & Heat Miser of course!) and owing to the fact that I have to be watching something interesting at all times I channel surf while commercials came on. As I clicked the clicker I ambled upon Nat Geo's hour long documentary about a whale. Ooo a big fish, I like fish, so I figured I'd check it out. It wasn't quite what I expected it to be so I clicked information I found out it was called ~ "The Whale That Exploded". I kid you not, that is what it was called, look it up if you don't believe me.

Here's the gist; a dead whale washed up on a beach in Taiwan. The local university there decided they wanted it to take apart and dabble in it for research purposes. They get a crane to load it on a truck. The crane is too small. They get a larger crane and put it on he truck. The truck is too small. They get the larger crane and put the carcass on a larger truck and drive it through the city to the university. Sounds easy right? Well it didn't quite go that way. By the time they drove the whale away it had been dead a good number of hours, kinda bloaty and it was rather warm in Taiwan. So they drove through the city the whale exploded. Hence the mindbendingly creative title for the show. This whale was 'the whale that exploded'. Riveting. Mind you they never bothered to wrap the poor creature or even cover it. Whale go boom and whale stuff goes all over the street, cars, shops and sidewalks. Not pretty.

So they of course engage experts to try to figure out what happened. Whale experts, marine biologists ~ you know all the pointy heads that have alphabet soups after their names. Why did this happen? How could this be? We must figure this out! Now I don't mean to put anybody down nor do I want to sound like a know-it-all but anybody who has lived in the country or in an area that has wildlife running free and crazy in the streets knows that when a critter dies on the road when it's hot, the gases build up inside it and sooner or later critter goes boom and then there's critterstuff all over the road. Seen it happen more than I care to remember and I certainly don't care to remember the smell of it either. Can't imagine the 'stench' of a 56 ton exploded whale carcass sweltering in the hot sun. Sushi anyone?

But the most entertaining part of the program came when they spent a good bit of time on the whales genitalia and how it 'pops' out as the carcass bloats. They say it happens all the time in nature and I guess I have to take their word on it. Evidently, they really wanted to drive that point home because they had 'before and after' photos, photos of it from the front and the back and a nice side shot of it dangling there so you could gage it's size compared to the whale. Mind you, it was as tall as I... Needless to say it was a William and NOT a Willamina.

Maybe everyone who watched tonight's show could file that bit of info away for some bizarre emergency situation that could occur in the future. There you are in a city, sweating in the hot sun when that giant whale carcass sitting there on the street bloats up and then you see Willy's (ahem) willy pop out - you know just to do! RUN LIKE HELL cause that S.O.B. is about to blow!!!! Just like we learned after the tsunami of '04, when the water pulls back and low tide is lower than ever, you know it's a darn good time to find your way inland and up the biggest hill you can get to. Maybe this show was a warning to us just in case......

You never know now do you?!

Confessions of and old Duranie

OK I have to type this tonight before I forget anything important! Duran Duran ROCKED tonight!! This was one of the best concerts I have ever been too! They played almost 2 hours did some new stuff, old stuff and stuff in between here are some: Girls on Film, Planet Earth, Notorious, Ordinary World, Wildboys, Hungry Like the Wolf, Save a Prayer, White Lines, Papa Was a Rolling Stone, Rio (BIG finale), Is There Something I Should Know, Reflex, and more... those I remember for now. There were newer songs I am not too familiar with but another one they did was Reach Out For the Sun - the single from 2004.

At the end, Simon introduced the whole band and it was really funny because when he went to introduce John Taylor he made the audience chant "Play the fucking bass John" - very funny!
What ever Nick was sick with recently was gone and he seemed fine tonight but he gave it to Simon. Le Bon was sicker than a dog but kept on singing, would occasionally cough and had to spit and blow his nose alot. Poor thing, he had some issues in the beginning with his mic and earpiece but seemed to work them out quickly.

Their cover of "White Lines" (by Grandmaster flash I think) was *BRILLIANT* and the joking between band memebers was warm and spontaneous too. At one point Simon made a comment about Andy Taylor that really showed they missed him, it was rather touching. Simon tripped over John and they both stopped to laugh - very fun, these are the things that I notice and get a kick out of and carry with me. They seem to really enjoy their music, working together and the fans too. ALOT, It's obvious they love being Duran Duran.

All in all the show was wonderful, I am so glad that we got the tickets. Unfortunately the place was nowhere near sold out so that must be a little disheartening for a group that used to play places like Madison Square Garden and such. But the show was great and I am so pumped with adrenaline I cannot sleep - hence this long rambling blog entry that is about to end abruptly.

A Stepford Christmas

Merry Christmas, darling....

Another evil child in advert

This simply isn't going to end well...

Brought to you by the color PINK!

Recently a girlfriend and I were discussing fashion, in particular our lack of it. My expertise in fashion consists of black shoes and black purses as you know these things ought to match. But when I try to do something different (ie: colorful) I crash and burn quite spectacularly - not unlike the Hindenburg.

In 2004 I went to a friends wedding and I hit a great sale on a light pink pantsuit that for some reason would became just short of hot flourescent pink under the lights at the reception.

There was a live band playing and the singer asked me to dance while he sung "Lady in Red" but exchanged the 'red' for 'pink' throughout. People around us were commenting like "Yes that is quite PINK alright" and "Wow, that's quite a bold color!"...

Uugh, would it have been too much to ask that their band be colorblind for that one day? Well everyone who was there had their retnas seared for sure. To top it off I had just frosted my hair blonde the night before and it was rather WHITE. So owing to that fact, you could actually say that I looked like a strawberry cupcake with vanilla frosting and chocolate sprinkles on top!

Clearly a true fashion icon was in the house. Oh the humanity...

Happy Thanksgiving!

Glamour the way it was...

Pauline Starke

Esther Ralston

Billie Dove

Olive Borden

One of those days...

Ever feel like your a native in a King Kong world?

Or sometimes a King Kong in a native world?

Yeah, some days are just like that, aren't they?

Frightening bread advertisement from a bygone era...

An evil possessed child?

Or just an evil entrail spread?

You be the judge....

Cheesy Movie Alert!

I will be the first to admit that I have really awful taste in shoes and movies. When shoe shopping I am never happy unless the shoe is just so... Impossible, truly impossible. People hate going with me and my mother always happily points out that I have the worst taste in shoes anyway.

When it comes to movies I simply do not watch the kinds of things that are expected of a 38 year old woman. I love silent movies, old westerns and really really cheesy old sci-fi movies. When I was little I saw my first Godzilla movie and now thirty years later I am still hooked. As a matter of fact my collection of these Toho masterpieces has been growing in recent months. Right now I am searching for a reasonably priced dvd or vhs of Godzilla vs the Seamonster... But I digress...

This particular cheesy movie blog isn't about those wonderful Toho Godzilla classics but another Toho gem called "War of the Gargantuas". Honestly if you cannot stomach guys in hairy rubber suits or the squishing of Japan's version of Matchbox cars/tanks, model helicopters and the deaths of countless plastic army men than this bit of cinema is simply not for you. HOWEVER if you like goofy sort of stuff or need to have a good chuckle, than this is perfect for you. The only other Gargantua movie I had seen MANY many years ago was a different one and I think the name was simply "Gargantua". What I remember from that one was that this bad critter liked to eat people but not their clothes. So he would stick them in his mouth, chew on then and then spit out their clothes... Too silly, I really wonder who came up with that idea!

The picture I have added tells you everything you need to know about this movie and not to spoil it, the end kind of leaves you hanging. But really didn't they try, in countless Godzilla movies, to make you think that they got him in the end?

Cat cartoon

Step away from the computer... WHOA! NO NOT EVER!

Hi, my name is Reet and I am an internet addict. Ebay, Hotmail, Yahoo, Facebook, Myspace, the website - it never ends! When we were little mom would always say "Enough TV, go out and get some fresh air already!" No more checks and balances that way. Now my mom is a TV person and I sit glued to every bit of dada than can eek out the old flat screen monitor. When I can get my few moments on the good computer during the week they are late at night or fleeting at best.

So Carpe Computer today!

It's even worse than I thought. Moments after my husband and his friend went out today, I sat down at the computer and was like Gollum from Lord of the Rings "It's ALL MINE!! MINE!!" That was this morning, I did tear myself away from internetland temporarily for the usual breaks like lunch, laundry, Hogan's Heroes and potty but that was it.

Don't worry mom, I walked up to get the mail so at least there was a fresh air break. Two actually, mail hadn't arrived yet on the first trip...

They should be home soon and thus my tyrannical grip on the Compaq will come to a screeching halt. Sigh. But what a great few hours it has been today! :)

Look at that, men really are from Mars!

This place is clean!

YES! Just as that short lady declared in the movie Poltegiest: "This house is clean" I now declare that THIS place is clean! Not of ghosts, don't think we have any of those (hope we don't) but I swear you can eat off this floor ~ and any countertop, table, chair or toilet if you so desire.

Yesterday I purchased Renuzit fabric Refresher (spray) and I went to town, now this place has that new apartment smell to it. Nice! I'm quite willing to confess I went a bit overboard with the stuff and ended up having to open all the windows there for a while before me and the hubby started hallucenating.. Freezing is better than being chased by Godzilla I suppose..... That stuff is rather STRONG. Last time I bought a cheapy no name brand and had to use half the bottle just to scent a throwpillow. You really do get what you pay for with this brand.

Everytime we have company I go into some neurotic cleaning zone where my better half makes the mistake of treading occasionally. Today he tried to hold a conversation with me about the economy and I'm like "Yep, uh-huh, OK, sure, still there? Yes, OK, arrrghhh don't even think of sitting on the couch and eating! Not fish! That stuff reaks! If you eat that you will do it on the patio. No you cannot fry bratwurst then the whole place will smell from fried bratwurst all night! I hate when the place smells like that!" Luckily he settled for a sandwich and I was able to land my broom and resume dusting, vacuuming and folding laundry. What makes the male of the species so intent on eating the most noxious smelling things as you are cleaning?! Oy!

I wish I could be like my girlfriend in NY. She doesn't do any major housework when I am coming. It's not rudeness but I fall into that comfort zone where she feels I won't judge her if the shelves are a little dusty or the carpet needs vacuuming. And I don't cause I don't care, she's a good soul and I take her as she comes, dust and all. I did learn that when I visit her it is good to keep my shoes on or wear slippers because of the strangest thing. She has a bunch of cats and she feeds them in the kitchen BUT some how, some way they manage to get their kibble everywhere! It doesn't matter where you walk, you never know where it may find you but when it does, it hurts like hell. How they chew that rock hard crap it is beyond me when I can't crush it by stepping on it... And I weigh a little bit more than those 11 cats combined.... But not much, of course...

It always happens doesn't it? You do everything in your power to get your place as clean as you can before company arrives and then 15 minutes after they walk through the door the place looks like it did before you started! But I guess that's a good thing, your guest feels comfortable and you feel relaxed.. The way all friends visits should be!

I LOVE duckies too.....

Funniest website out there!

You can't help but fall in love with LOL Cats, this website is like a drug, once you see it you HAVE to go back for more! It's not always funny (sometimes cute), but it always is worth a few moments of your day to check out the cats there.
www.icanhascheezburger.com

First blog, really dumb...

I just want a kitty but I cannot have one right now. But this blog is not just for my lamenting the lack of feline companionship in my life. My preference would be for a much more entertaining blog tho I must say not every day lends itself to entertaining writings.... What the hell, let's give it a whirl!