Take a Giant Step

Lo Bloggers,

Well, I went to see the Black Knight tonight, and I have to say, as far as movie psychos go, I loved it. The late Heath Ledger was truly amazing in the role, none could have done it better. Apparently jack Nicholson was pissed he wasn't offered the role, and when I thought of that, I sort of thought, you've done it once, let someone else have their turn, and boy what a turn Heath had. There's a story on Quizilla, about a girl who's kidnapped by the Joker, it's pretty good, except for all of the spelling mistakes. things like "Rough" spelled "Ruff" and stuff like that, little things I can overlook with a grimace. =) All in all, it's just another brick in the wall, as Pink Floyd would have said. No, Sang, sorry. =D The Joker was insane, and Heath did this sort of voice it was like a cross between Jack Nicholson's, and Johnny Depp as Willy Wonka. I loved it, and I was cracking up the entire time. I don't know why, but I find excessive violence in movies funny. Well, to a certain point. Well, Sometimes. But, that's all for now Bloggers. I'll probably post again, so, until then,
Ta-Ta
A

Hello Bloggers,

I started going to this new place, an organic salad and pizza place for lunch, and the girl that owns it is like one of the coolest people ever! I was apparently their third customer, and a now regular, because I'm a veggie-health-nut (sometimes) and so, anyways, she and I start talking about music, and I was telling her what kind of music I like, and I mentioned The Monkees [AKA my favorite band] pretty much ever, so she was telling me about a friend she has, who subs for Mike Nesmith, and I was just like :O I thought that was like the coolest thing ever. And, so anyways I took a week off to go to Montana for my mom's best friend's wedding, and when I got back, I went there for lunch again, as usual, and as soon as I walked in, she pulled a picture out of where she had it, and held it up, it was a signed picture of the Monkees....FOR ME! I was speechless momentarily, and then burst into a chorus of thank yous, and I can't believe this, and oh-my-gods. She explained after she found out I liked the Monkees she had to get it for me, because of her friend, and she knew I would like it, so she called her friend, and there was some Monkees meeting or whatever, and he was there, and all of the Monkees were there. I swear, I nearly started to cry that was SOOOOOOOOOO cool of her to get it for me, and I felt bad I didn't have enough time to spend there, but I'm going back there again, hopefully Monday, and spending a long time there. I love that place, and she's super cool. It's funny how most of my friends are older then myself.

It's 11:01, and my step dad's phone is ringing I can hear him stumbling over things to get to it. Moving from the living room, towards the hall, he's in the bathroom talking on the phone. I've always hated men (and women) who take a piss while they're on the phone. But, that's just me.

Now for the Quentin Tarantino part of this blog. I rented Planet Terror, because it hasn't come into the store yet, and so, anyways, I'm watching it, and the part with Tarantino in the elevator with the girls comes on, and he's talking about her giving him a "Fuck you" look, and I'm just sitting here like Oh, come the fuck on Tarantino, What's happening here? Are you turning into Richard Gecko with a fucking gun and some cameo on? Whatever, I just notice these things. Like in Pulp Fiction in the scene in the beginning, and the end the way they film things, and the way the characters of Yolanda, and Ringo (as he's called in the movie) say their lines are different. Not that I'm complaining, I just notice that shit.
Some people online have this theory that Mr. Pink from Reservoir Dogs really works for Marcellus Wallace, from Pulp Fiction, and he got away, with the diamonds which are in the briefcase, and the way Brett, and Flock of seagulls got it is they tricked Marcellus by telling him they would protect it or something, which brings in Vincent Vega and Jules Winnfield, to get the briefcase. Marcellus asks Vince Vega to keep an eye on his wife, and then asks Mr. Pink (Who had that whole thing about tipping waitresses) to watch out for his wife at the restaurant and make sure Vincent isn't getting fresh or whatever. Because Tarantino mentioned that Vince Vega, and Mr. White are brothers, and he also said he never mentioned what's in the briefcase, i think it's kind of a cool idea. =D I think people that have enough time to think up stuff like that are funny. But, heh, what are you gonna do? ;) Well, I'm gonna finish this movie.

G'Night Bloggers!
A-Real

Well Bloggers,

We've been in Montana for a few days now, and I've gone horse back riding nearly every day now, and we're leaving tomorrow. I hurt in places I shouldn't from riding every day, my arse is so sore. I know I'm up late, and I know I should be in bed, so I can get up early tomorrow, but I think I had some meat chili, and now I'm sick. I've been a veg for 3 years now, almost 4, and my body isn't used to meat, and I feel horrible. I'll get over it though, hopefully by tomorrow, because we're driving back to California, probably stopping in Utah to sleep or something. IDK I love it here, and I'm glad we were able to come here, but I really want to sleep in my own bed soon. I don't like being sick because I don't get sick often I can't emotionally handle feeling like crap. I'm like my dad, as hard as that is for me to admit, I am, he's pretty bad when he's sick.
My mom, and her three friends went to a bar tonight, and here it's 1:03 am. When I heard they were going to a bar, all I could think about is, here, it's still socially alright to have a mullet. Wow, scary huh? I remember the last time I was out here, I was walking down the street with my mom's friend, and her son, and these two little kids had bloody mullets! Like HOLY CRAP! hahaha. Well, I'm gonna go to bed soon, Rodney on the Roq is on, you should listen. lol. I'm gonna try to get some sleep now, but I'll post tomorrow night too, I promise.
G'Night!
A-Real

Hello faithful Bloggers,
'Tis I, A-Real, and I'm on family holiday. We're going to Montana, and today we drove through California, Nevada, Arizona, um, and we're in SLC Utah right now. =] It's alright, apparently SLC is very environmentally friendly. I'm so tired, we're on mountain time right now, so spelling is no big thing for me, just so you know. I got to do a bit of driving, I was alright, I seem to drift a tiny bit, and I need to learn to keep the speed up, and stuff. I dunno, it's not the worst thing I could be doing. My little sister is so annoying, she decided she was gonna wear a pair of black leggings, a strange green frilly halter dress, that's kinda low cut in the back, exposing her bra (she's only ten) and and over the dress, she's worn this white stud belt, and no matter how many times I tell her she looks ridiculous, she ignores me. Oh well. If she wants to looks stupid, it's her own fault. I can't wait until we get to Montana though, because I'm tired of being in the car. I'll keep you guys updated on each step of the way whenever I can, and it's a different time zone here, so I'm gonna crash now.
Keep you updated,
Love ya!
A-Real