Fear Down Man, Check out the Curves

Okay, I know I wasn't going to post anything till the New Year, but... my buddy Matt and his friends helped me get over one of my fears. 

GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER!!!!

Bad Spudguns bad bad Spudguns.   Matt's a musician friend of mine, and he's very bravely helping me work on some music for my vampire/zombie film, and I knew I'd need to sing right... right.  So practicing singing was in order.  So we went to the bar for karaoke.

For those of you who have been reading me for awhile, you know I have not stepped foot in a bar since 2004 cause of my fear of bumping into my ex the dj/musician.  You would also know that I said this was a silly silly fear I needed to get over and wanted to get through this fear in 2010.   Well I did... with 24 hours to spare how's that for timing.

We went to Newfie's Pub. 

I wore make-up and .... wait for it.... a bra! Yes, feel special.  But I wore dirty jeans and my MotorCityMachine Guns! tee just for safety.  Like armor cause it's a dirty icky bar where people have a tendency to use you as a coaster for their beers or a napkin for that matter.  Won't even talk about the state of the ladie's room.

I spent way way way more then I had planned on, and the guys were even buying so .... yeah it was interesting to say the lest.

We got there, first off let me say that we were the only non-natives in the place other then the staff and after the first ten minutes it looked like a fight was happening across the dance floor and Matt there was all "We're going to get killed"  And anyone who's been following the news in Thunder Bay knows about the dead dude from Newfie's... moving on...  We order our drinks and the boys all order beer, then there's me, I ordered Screech and the bartender looks at me with an eyebrow and dares to ask if I want it mixed.  "Straight"
she asks me if I'm sure then says "Brave girl hope you know what you're getting into"  and the three boys had the same look of disgust on their faces too as I downed it.

Then came the singing... after I RKO'ed the dj.  Well, more like ran up to the dj booth the second he was in the building before he even had his coat off.  Damn it! I was having karaoke withdrawls and wanted to be first in line. Yes, my Spudguns, I fell off the wagon.  6 years and now... now... the boys have been forewarned that we will be hitting Newfie's Pub again very very very soon!

 But it took many many beers to get Colin to sing... many many beers and suddenly .... Barry Manilow... oh yeah baby.

From there... may I just point out that the bar smelled like piss as did the two dudes sitting at the table next to us, and the cab ride home smelled of vomit.  Can't get any realer then that folks.
Where was I?.... right Copacabana... What I learned was Roadhouse Blues = good   Friends in Low Places = bad.

 Steve wouldn't sing.  Nope none.  But he did get up and dance with some psycho hooker. 

Oh and Matt... I have to find you a new catch phrase cause if I have to hear "No Way"  or "check out the curves"  again I will RKO you.  Which I think brings me to the old gross guy who asked me where the men's room was.  Um... come on man! Seriously? Do I look that bad?  Well, I suppose next to the Queen that was dancing beside us all night... I have to admit Queen was more feminine then me and my tits are real.  Which is why every time the boys went up to the bar for drinks they did NOT have to stand in line but yet every time I went up for a drink I ended up standing there for ten frealing minutes before the female bartender even bothered to notice me.

  Oh and Colin you're on notice... next time we're signing you up for Mandy  I get War Pigs

What was your best and worst of 2010?

Every year, we look back over things and take stock.  Some of the good, some of the bad.  We make resolutions for the up coming year, and hope that it turns out better.

I had more then a few bad spots this year.  More then I want to think about or even count. 
But, unlike most of the last couple of years, I did have a few bright spots. 

My bad days were filled with MRI's, doctor's appointments, back injuries, and finding out I had trusted the wrong business partner again.

My good days were filled with meeting a documentary film crew (Break Through the Movie), taking part in a spiritual group, being noticed by the two major wrestling companies (quoted on NXT season 2, mocked and yelled at by the other and having elements from a short story as inspiration for 30 seconds of skit) getting to interview 4 author's and a food critic.

Actually my Spudguns,  if pissing off whomever it was at TNA that I did, that ended up getting my short story "He's Haunting Me"  ripped apart for Abyss's side of beef then tell me what I need to do to get them to use me again? 
I would/will be more then happy to be the MotorCityMachine Guns! little writing monkey. Gladly.

The X-Division and the MMG specially, have inspired me so much in the last few years.

So my Spudguns, what was my biggest high spot of 2010?  

As silly as this might sound,  having one of the people at the spiritual group point out to me that I was one of  the First Women doing wrestling commentary on the internet. (possibly even the First) Even though I am just a fan and not a proper sports reporter.  When they told me they thought I was brave for jumping in there and doing something that wasn't a usual thing for a women to be doing, I can not begin to tell you how good I felt about myself.  (I know there are female sports reporters who work for the big magazines who do this - but I'm talking about just the internet here)
I've never been one to take large chances.  My having  O.I. has dictated how my life would roll; and my writing/voice really is all I've had that's been mine. So, even when I got myself yelled at, and mocked by my celebrity Spudguns;  I was loving every second of it this past year.

I think I have proven that a love/hate relationship can be good for business.... You love me don't lie about it, you adore me and my creepiness! Lily Munster ain't got nothing on me. you dream of me and my ability to make omelettes and can't get through a day without thinking of me. You're thinking things like "I wonder what Ardeth is doing right now? Is she wearing that same old grey MMG t-shirt again? Did she actually get to do laundry this week? Has she gotten over her fear of bars yet? Has she learned the difference yet between a hammerlock and a wrist lock?"  Face it, I make you smile and smirk.

So what do I hope 2011 brings into my life?

I hope that my writing career gets the right boost it needs, including an editor.  I hope that the mysterious guy (The ONE) who for most of the year caused my right side to itch (Omens post) reveals himself. I hope that my cooking continues to improve. I hope that I finally land an interview with a wrestler (Mr. Sabin how many years are you going to make me beg?) and that my bloggy-blogs continue to connect me to you- my Spudguns.

So Spudguns.... What were your 2010 highs/lows and what do you hope for 2011?

I'll see you in 2011

I survived dinner

Actually, by the time I got there, their company had left and it was just us- sister, brother in law, mom, Uncle and me- So it was a semi quiet evening. 

We ate way too much - laughed, argued, teased and did I mention ate way too much. 

My brother in law and I have the same personality.  Scary I know.  While my sister sat there talking to mom and Uncle, I sat there talking with my brother in law J. about movies, cooking and coffee.  I find it funny as hell that the kitchen is his.  My sister would rather go out for dinner or order take-away and J. would rather spend hours after work cooking. 

Seriously,  the two of us were just weirdly giddy over the "How to Make Curry"  cookbook his mother sent him, talking about a new Thai restaurant that opened up a block from his work; that he took my sister to for supper last night.  I have to get my sister to go with me one day for lunch.

I mentioned to my sister about the cookbooks I'm getting next for review- finally I know eh?- and that I'm going to need back up on that cause I need to do more then three recipes per cookbook (you have to see how difficult the recipes are, if they are ones that ingredients are easy to find etc) and since I am a vegetarian, I'll need someone to taste the meat dishes.  J. heard me and was like "I'll help I'll help"  I might have to fight him to keep my cookbooks when I get them for review. 

My sister was all "I'll do the deserts but he's the cook."   So it should be interesting. The more I get to know my brother in law, the more I see he's a good match for Ninja.  Just the fact he's gotten her to sit thought Star Trek is beyond amazing.  I've been at her for years to watch Star Trek with me and she never would.

Vampire Remakes!

We all know that a new Buffy is in the works.  Rumours have been floating around for the last two years, but more and more it looks as if it's already gone into production.  Even the original dvd from 1992 was given a "collector's" cover few months back in hopes of bringing new fans.

Now, it's looking like Lestat is going to be given a reboot.  Interview with the Vampire which was written in 1976, and made into a film back in 1994 (almost 20 years ago! Damn time flies) 
has been running the rumour mill for the last three years.  When I first heard that there was talk of a new Lestat movie, I thought they meant (they being the Film Powers That Be-Hollywood)  the next book in the series (which would have actually been book 4 Tale of the Body Thief. As both books 2 The Vampire Lestat  and book 3 Queen of the Damned were combined in one film in 2002) but what I've been seeing around the internet, is that Anne Rice is given the okay for a remake of the 1994 version of the first book.

And the talk of Robert Downey Jr as Lestat totally works. 
I know that when Queen of the Damned was released there was alot of fans who complained.  But, you have to remember, the character was in a different place in his life.  Interview was the beginning of the marriage so to speak, and Queen was after the divorce.  I think choosing to have a different actor at that point in time made perfect sense.  Just as it would to have someone fresh play the part. 

All in all, a new Lestat movie is something I want to see.  I would also love to see Memnoch the Devil done too....

Blind Boys Don't Lie

Yes, I'm listening to the Lost Boys soundtrack.  The original soundtrack from 1987.  One of the only decent vampire soundtracks ever.

So, I'm expected to play nice and go to my sister's for xmas dinner.  Yay.  Well, at lest I'll get to watch the Food Network Canada for a few hours.
This was my one instruction from my sister  "We're having company so you have to wear a bra" 

Seriously, any woman will tell you how uncomfortable bras are.  Even more so for me since the car accident.  I had all my ribs on my right side broken- one of which punctured my lung  and the waist bans of bras no matter what kind sit right across the area where my scar is.  No matter how I adjust the stupid things, the scar tissue is thin and that causes issues.  Also, my right shoulder was broken in that accident and is shaped funny now.  No matter what kind, size, brand, design etc or how I adjust the straps, the right side always falls off.  I'm constantly having to pick at the strap. It's like let's play how many times in 30 seconds I have to fix the bra strap back in place. Seriously, dude I have gotten to the point where I just don't wear them anymore.

I hate xmas. Never cared for it not my holiday.  I'm a Hallowe'en person.

Gentle with him

Boxing Week Sales are so much fun.  
Blockbuster had a buy 2 get 1 free.   I got previewed copy of Lost Boys 3, Nightmare on Elm Rebooted, and Suck.
I'm checking out and the guy is like  "Oh you're into vampires?" 

Me: "I've got a larger vampire collection then even this store does."

Blockbuster Employee : "You waiting for the latest Twilight then? There's going to be a boxed set with the last two."

Me: "Oh god no, I'm a real vampire fan"

Angie the Manager leans over with this evil smirk on her face : "Be gentle with the new guy he only started yesterday."

Me: "I thought I smelled  fresh meat.  Sorry Angie, sorry  dude didn't mean to be biting your head off."


Okay, you know me; I totally meant to be biting his head off.  Remember, I leave bite marks.
I actually have an old tee shirt somewhere with that catch phrase on it, must try to find what I did with it.

Brainwave

I love it when I get these flashes of genius for my novel.

I've been trying to figure out what it is that my one lead character is missing, and I think I found his missing element. 

I rented "The Way We Were"  and was just putting it into the dvd player when I got this idea. Haven't even had a chance to hit the play button yet.  The whole reason I rented it was because well, I am ashamed to say never seen it before.  I know I know, it's like the ultimate chick flick and I've never seen it. But then again, I'm an odd chicky who slept through Sound of Music and wanted to vomit when I saw Casablanca.  Both of which we had to watch in grade 11 English class. 
I think if a man ever wanted to torture me all he'd need to do is tie me to a chair and make me watch Gone With The Wind, (that to me would be like the scene Malcolm McDowell went through in Clockwork Orange)

Anyways,  Sex and the City 's love story between Carrie and Big is a retelling of The Way We Were  so the movie -The Way We Were- keeps popping up around me.  Okay, you only have to hit me with a chair a few times for me to get that it's a sign.  So I rented it today.

As I was about to put the dvd in the player I got this flash of what my lead male was missing, and it has to do with this movie.   HA!  Breakthroughs are a wonderful feeling.  Much like flying.

Okay, so now I'm off to watch the movie and cry my eyes out.

What I thought about TNA Reaction for Dec 16th 2010

Cut to camera 1, Hardy talking about how he's the "thing" in TNA

Cut to camera 2, A.J. Styles talking about how Fortune is not to be trifled with.

Cut to camera 3, Mr. Anderson saying that he feels much the way many of us fans feel.  Me at the top of that list.

Cut back to camera 2, Styles saying how he can switch it up to meet anybody else's style of wrestling.

Cut to camera 4, Robert Roode giving a soundbite on getting the belts back.

Cut then to camera 5, Rayne saying how her team will get the women's gold.

Cut to camera 6, Kazarian declaring himself the next X-Champ ... who now that I have started to actually type out his name instead of calling him simply Kaz, has started to refer to himself as just Kaz.   And they say us women change our minds all the time.  DUDE!

Cut back to camera 1, Hardy proving he should not be allowed to talk.

Cut back to camera 3, Mr. Anderson discussing the state of the talent in all of the business in every company.

Cut to camera 7, Matt Morgan the evil druid talking about how he has not lost his focus even with all the bulldren that is being pumped around him.  Morgan, dreamboards are good, but mindmovies work slightly faster. 

Cut back to camera 3 again, Mr. Anderson down playing his skull injury.  They keep showing the footage of him being sewn up, and dude it looked like you had another mouth or something you were split so much.

Cut back to camera 7, Morgan again saying that he'll do whatever he needs to; to get to the title.

Cut back to camera 2, Styles again talking about himself. Leaning into the camera to close the gap making it feel like a very intimate secret was a nice touch.

Cut to camera 8, Douglas Williams side of the story.  It went back and forth for a few minutes between Williams and Styles.

Cut to camera 9, MotorCityMachine Guns! and Chris Sabin is talking about Beer Money Inc seeing the tape of the interview and how they're not letting their emotions get the better of them. (I know I need to take his advice but ... na)  Then Alex Shelley basically said the same thing in a newly designed soup cereal bowl. Then he listed off all the crap ends of the business they've had to endure to get to the top. Wow no wonder he never has time to eat with all the flights and driving.  

Cut back to camera 4, Beer Money Inc making a comment about the belts again, James Storm saying he does not want a repeat of last summer's feud but to put a lid on things with the MMG.

Cut back to camera 9, Alex Shelley saying that it's not how you get to the top, but how you manage to stay or get back to the top that really counts. Isn't that what Storm just said in his part about his team?

Cut back to camera 5, more talking on the women's tag belts.

Cut back to camera 6, and Kazarian... Kaz... Kazarian... the KazzyKatman... talking about how Styles is in the same boat as him needing to grab gold.

Cut to camera 10, Generation Me, the one with the long greasy hair Max talking about how they are going to end up having to fight each other for the X-belt.

Cut back to camera 6 again and Kaz reminding the fans that he helped to create the division.

Cut to camera 11, Jay Lethal talking about how he's ready to defend the X-belt.

The last two minutes was just a wrap up of soundbites.    Dude, I am officially going on record saying after the comment GenMe made, I want Kaz to kick Max's stupid little ass five ways to Sunday. 

3:26pm

I'm ready to kill myself.   Seriously.   I just got a call from my mom who was just laughing and giddy as can be and all she said was "I've got news. Guess what your sister is getting for her gift. It goes on her left hand"

You've got to be frealing kidding me right?  J.'s divorce is months away from being anywhere close to legal yet and their getting officially engaged.  I knew this was in the works for over a year now, as they have been together for nearly 2 and a half years and I already refer to J. as my brother in law.  But this just makes me feel more and more like a useless bucket of dren.

Let me catch you all up....my sister Ninja who is 8 years younger then me, is now engaged. Before me. I'm happy for her, I am.  This is her longest relationship ever.  Normally she was the type who dated a different guy every two weeks, so I sort of knew the relationship was in for the long haul after it made it to the three month mark.

I'm upset for the simple fact my sister who is 8 years younger then I am is getting married before me.
Yes, god damn it I'm beyond jealous on that fact.  This is a woman who's never ever wanted to be married and suddenly poof she is.   She wanted a high paying career and never showed any interest in being "chained down"  as she put it.

Did I mention that my sister is 8 years younger then I am.  Cause if I didn't....

The idea of going to my YOUNGER sister's wedding;  still unmarried myself just makes me want to slice my wrists. I'm done. Done done done.
That's the biggest baddest humiliation the world can throw at a single woman. It wouldn't sting so frealing much if I was in a long term relationship myself, but seriously dude.

Monday 2pm

I love it when I love an author.
Seriously, it can make or brake how you view a book.  I just finished reading "Arranged" by Catherine McKenzie, and I had mixed emotions on this one.  I simply devoured her first novel Spin last year, and was just on pins and needles waiting to get my greedy paws on this one.
A chapter and a half into this one and I was not sure I could handle it.  I did though and very glad I did.  I'll have the review and hopefully the interview up next week sometime on my book blog.

Without giving away any spoilers, I have to say, I felt like I was reading my own life.  Catherine McKenzie is one of those brilliant writers who some how manages to capture a piece of modern society like a perfectly timed snap shot.
Dude seriously, I was tempted after one chapter to email asking if she'd been reading this bloggy-blog.  Which tells me, if a nearly total stranger can write a reflection of society like that and mirror back to me pieces of my own life, I can not be as alone in this world as I have come to believe. 

In other words,  there are other women out there who think and act like I do. 
Think about that for a second and take a deep breath. And if they can make  their worlds  a shinny one, so can I damn it.

I've been thinking

Okay Spudguns, it wasn't a bad week at all for wrestling... it actually kept my interest this last few days.  So much in fact, that I did a few posts on my wrestling blog on what I would like to see happen in both major companies in 2011. 


If only ideas could come to me so easily for my novel....

Everyone is talking about... Johnny Depp

I love him, you love him, he's perfect.  Johnny Depp is by far THE actor everyone loves. He can do no wrong... sort of.
With his latest films, he's making "best of " lists on movie sites across the net. Cineplex has one too
Though I disagree with many of the mainstream fans on the top Depp roles, I decided to share my favourites.  (not too mention the bloggy-blog here has been a little light with posts the last few weeks and I needed something to give some entertainment value to the bloggy-blog since I've cut back to almost nothing with my Chris Sabin/Alex Shelley posts)

10- Captain Jack Sparrow in Pirates 3 At Worlds End

9- Crybaby Walker in Crybaby

8- Ichabod Crane in Sleepy Hallow

7- Glen in Nightmare on Elm Street

6- Ed D Wood Jr  in Ed Wood

5-Spencer in The Astronaut's Wife

4- Abberline in From Hell

3- Mort Rainey in Secret Window

2- Raoul Duke in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

1- Dean Corso  in Ninth Gate

I'm really looking forward to what he's got up his sleeve for the second Hunter S. Thompson role in Rum Diary which is suppose to get released next year.

I'm still not a punk fan

Nor do I think I ever will be.

I got a call from my buddy Gerry in Toronto.  Haven't talked to him in a bit.  Halfway through the chat we started to talk about music, and he listed off a bunch of groups that's he's been listening to lately, which of course I wasn't smart enough to write down and only remembered about three of the groups.
I told him about The Bad Shepherds. 

I stumbled on them about six months ago when I was looking for comedy stuff by Adrian Edmondson (The Young Ones, Bottom, Bad News) and just loved their take on things.  Adrian Edmondson is the lead singer, which if you've seen the Bad News skits/videos you would never think he'd be able to pull it off, but he does.
If you haven't heard them, they play old 70's-early 80's punk songs with folk music.  Yeah, it's different. 

Sort of reminded me of that time in high school when this dude Vinny played Slayer's Seasons in the Abyss on acoustic guitar.

But, you know, I've tried many times over the years,  to go back and give a listen to the original stuff  and dude, I still don't like it all that much.  Ramones are about the only punk band I've ever really liked.
I know Headstones, were considered by many to be punk-ish.  When you listen to  Picture of Health or Teeth and Tissue there is more of a harder rock edge with really heavy lyrics. Hugh Dillon can mix pain and partying perfectly. Turning an addiction into a love song, that's massive.
Speaking of Hugh Dillon;  Hard Core Logo part 2 was released for a special showing this month in time for the presentation of the live stage version of HCL. That's a trip. I can not wait for Hard Core Logo 2  to get it's major release.  If you haven't read the original book, track it down and do so. It's like a 95page book of song lyrics and photos, you can read it in an hour. I'm still amazed at the way they were able to turn it into not just a movie but an Iconic element.

My Views on TNA Reaction for Dec 9th 2010

For the person who asked if I was going to do a TNA review again here you go....

Cut to camera 1, Mr. Anderson talking about how and why he chose to be the ref for Morgan at the ppv. Letting everyone know how he feels about Bishoff's latest mucking around.

Cut to camera 2, and we have Morgan talking about how Bishoff is screwing around with the matches.

Cut back to camera 1, Mr. Anderson talking about the state of his health.

Cut to camera 3, Devon talking about how Brother Ray has disrespected him and the history of Team 3D.

Cut to camera 4, Brother Ray's response to what Devon had said.

Cut back to camera 3, Devon again with his side of the story.  The cameras went back and forth between the two of them for the majority of the segment.

Cut to camera 5, James Storm talking about having made it back to the number one contenders spot for the tag belts.   Okay my Spudguns,  you all know I love James Storm but I'm going on record right now asking what the hell is he going on about?  Talking about Gunner and Murphy being as good as Beer Money Inc?  Dude you lost me on that conversation.

Cut to camera 6, Murphy talking about how the MotorCityMachine Guns! took the nightsticks and used them before Gunner and Murphy could.  Was I the only one who laughed at that part of the match cause.... okay so I've got a evil side too.

Cut back to camera 5, James Storm continues on about the MMG and that particular match and how he does not agree with what the MMG did. 

Cut to camera 7, Chris Sabin talking about the match and then we saw Alex Shelley spit. dude.

Cut back to camera 5, James Storm talking about his social life. Um okay...

Cut back to camera 7, Alex Shelley talking about how they are only seen in one way as X-Division guys.  Well, isn't that what you two made your calling card?  Am I completely wrong or are you two guys one of the main reasons the division is so strong? 

Cut to camera 8, Mickie James and Tara feud being recapped.

Cut to camera 9. Pope talking about the fans. And his new direction.

Cut to camera 10, Douglas Williams talking about his win over A.J. Styles for the belt.

Cut to camera 11, A. J. Styles giving his side of the story and admitting that it was little embarrassing that he lost to his own move.  The next few minutes went back and forth between Styles and Williams talking about their feud/the Fortune feud.

The last few minutes of the show was a wrap up with quick soundbites from everyone and seeing Jeff Jarrett have a small freak out.

Vending Machine Meals???

So I'm taking a break from book reviews, and making a nice homemade tomato soup for lunch and watching episodes online of Top Chef Masters (my latest addiction) and we get to the challenges where they have to make gourmet meals from junk food. Stuff they find out of vending machines and at a gas station corner store. 

Seriously? 

I don't know if I could do that. There was a time I ate nothing but junk food, now the very thought of it just makes me cringe.  We all have those moments when we crave junk food but to make it a main diet staple, don't think I could ever do that again on purpose.

But, with that said, some of the things these Top Chef Masters came up with was surprising, which goes to show anyone can cook.   I may have to attempt this challenge at home in the coming weeks, just to see if I could stomach it.

Another review done

Yay!

I finished The Winter Sea by Susanna Kearsley  The review is up on my book blog
I cried for the last two chapters so that caused some time issues.

Just posted the link on Twitter and decided to check my twitter messages and yet another odd mention on there from someone I have no idea who they are.  Starting to wonder what's up on there. Anyways, I also had the chance to see the film Knucklehead the other day, and have a review -sort of- for it on my wrestling blog

So the next book, will be "Arranged" by Catherine McKenzie.
I'll be starting that later. That's the one I need to have finished by middle of the week in order to get the author interview in on deadline.

Now, I'm going to have coffee and watch this week's TNA Impact.

Friday 3-ish

Mercury went retrograde again today and will stay there till the 29th.  That means communications of all sorts including electronics will be off kilter till then.
So not what I need at this time of year.

Snow here.  Lots of blowing snow.   and me with a killer sinus headache.  So, I'm half way through the book "Winter Sea" that is due for review, and I found out that "Arranged" has a deadline of next week for author questions. 
Can I get to the end of the first book by Sunday night and get the next one done on deadline with the author questions that is the big challenge for me this weekend.

What I wouldn't give to get a couple of cookbooks for review.  Just something to ease my eyes and the headaches I've had constantly from eyestrain.

I did catch the MotorCityMachine Guns! latest issue of their Spike blog this morning. I did like Mr. Shelley's run down of his favourite current tag teams.  Which proves what fans already know, TNA has a strong tag division.
Unlike TNA at the moment, if you read my post on my wrestling blog few weeks ago then you know I can not see the state of the other company (WWE) pulling their tag teams out of the gutter any time soon.

Alright back to the books.

Yes I know, it's time for a new signature photo.

Wednesday 8pm Dec 8th

Okay,  took a short break from the book reviews, yes still reading "Winter Sea" by Susanna Kearsley.  
But, I did finally catch last week's WWE Smackdown.   I did a short "highlights" for it on the wrestling blog. 
Wrestling reviews for the next few months will be scattered as I still have 11 large books to get through for review,  and given I don't have cable; I still have to go to mother's to watch Raw/Smackdown/NXT. 
and with it being winter I don't always get to see every episode cause I don't get out often... Speaking of NXT,  season 4 started this week.  Canada will be getting it on the Score on Wednesdays. 

As always, the WWE stuff is on my wrestling blog only.

Blocked or What

I'm reading "Winter Sea"  for review, and all I can think right now is about my own novel and how I haven't gotten very fair with draft 5. 
My ending still sucks and my one lead male is missing an element that's driving me batty-coata.

It's turning into one of those days.  I've been doubting my own ability the last few weeks and if writing is really what I should be doing. 
It's coming rapidly on the two year mark that I've been working on this novel. Two years! I've never put so much energy into a novel before.  I've never had characters that meant so much to me before either.  It's like I just know this is the novel that will finally get printed. 

The other two finished manuscripts were written back in 1998 and 2003.  Neither of which took me longer then three months to write and neither of which got more then two drafts. Just so easy to write, so easy to smoothly create the characters and their lives.  Neither of which I ever bothered to even consider being good enough to show anyone. 
This one, I've been trying to get an editor for; for the entire time I've been writing it.  I've had two people start to edit it for me and one did nothing but take my money, the other found my work offensive.  I've had three people say they would work on the cover art and I still have nothing in that regards. 

Too many brick walls are hitting me and you know, I'm just ready to quit everything. 

This is not the life I wanted.

The Justice card

The Justice card is one of duality.  Karma, truth, law, setting things right after a wrong, balance and inner strength.

Normally, it's designed with a more traditional ideal of law, the lady with the scales who weighs the situation. A card that can indeed mean a law suite or a return of energy.  A card that many cringe when they get.  They forget that it does indeed represent balance of oneself as well as the outer world.  A card connected to the zodiac of Libra.

(This card is from the Jane Austen Tarot Deck)
I've been getting this card a fair bit in the last few weeks, trying to find where it fits into my life. Like most people focusing on the image of the usual design.  It wasn't until it appeared again today with another deck, the Jane Austen Tarot, which has a completely different design, that I got what it was trying to tell me. 

Balance.

Many will find this card popping up this time of year, as we overwork ourselves trying to make deadlines, maybe spending too much on gifts and eating/drinking too much at parties.  The Justice card (along with Temperance the ultimate balance card) reminds you that karma of all kinds is not just a fact, but for many instant.  While you're putting out into the world on a material level, don't forget to give yourself on an emotional one too.  That old saying about you can not take care of others till you've taken care of yourself is a strong message with the Justice card.

But again, the Justice card is one of karma.  Not just your own.

Saturday night Dec 4

Well I suppose it's time I tried to get back a bit to my cooking, as I haven't been seriously doing anything kitchen wise in months. 
I've gotten a few random emails for my cooking blog -My Newfie Kitchen- the last couple of weeks.  My best recipe still happens to be my grandmother's beet and potato salad.  Major Newfoundland staple. 
I had a list of traditional Newfie recipes that I wanted to turn into vegetarian versions.  I've done most of them, to which I've learned that Newfoundland food just does NOT translate well to vegan/vegetarian versions.
But I still have not gotten around to trying to do a Jigg's Dinner.  I'm aiming for trying that one after the new year, once I gotten some more of the book reviews out of the way.  That's sort of one of those all day recipes.

Twitter-er-ing

I swore it would never happen to me.
I had one Twitter account a million years ago (two years ago for the old blog) that turned to rot because I never used it.
I created a new one this past Feb, to connect to a different blog.
I should have known better. 
I have now become one of those people. 
The Twitter-ers. 
So if you never zip down my sidebar, you might not have caught my Twitter handle. 

coffinscookies

And I warn you, I don't retweet too often but when I do, it's usually the stuff from CBC and Strombo, so if you have them on your list already... just a heads up. 

Thursday Morning and ....

 Originally posted on cooking blog on Dec 2nd 2010

Yeah I have no idea what I was thinking.  I went grocery shopping yesterday with mom, Ninja and Uncle and that should say everything right there.  Ended up in the cereal row, which by the by is a rare thing for me. Specially since they stopped selling Count Chocula here.  Anyways, I wanted something sweet and it would have made too much sense to go to the bakery or to the cookie row.  I start looking for  Fruity-O's (generic Fruit Loops)  and I can not find them anywhere. I am about to give up when, no word of a lie, this old guy smacks his cart into the bagged cereal.  This fell to the floor. 

I started laughing.  Dude, you know I did.  Poor old guy standing there looking at me cause I'm laughing like a lunatic.  So I bought it.  Look at the size of this thing, it's sitting on my computer chair.  The cereal takes up a chair!  Good god man that will take me all winter to get through. 
Suppose I could always invite a certain wrestler over .... sorry I had to it was a ready made joke man.

Tuesday night after 9

Been a weird few days.  Can't believe in a few hours we will be in Dec. already.   Where did the year zip off to?

I know, back earlier in the year, (might have been the old blog?)  I said I was going to face my fears this year.  I did a few and still have many.
One of the things was to go back to a bar, as I have not stepped foot in a bar (there has been hotel lounges but that's not a bar- bar) since 2004. Because I'm terrified of bumping into my Ex the musician/dj  
I have yet to face that fear of going to a bar again.  It's still a stupid but big fear.  One I KNOW once I do get over it, I'll truly get over it.

Another fear was talking to Mr. Shelley.  Yeah, the dude intimidates me massively.  Few people in my social circle would say I managed to face that fear via the blogging, and some would say that Myspace email at the earlier part of the year that I was pestered into would cover it too.  Hmm. The Myspace doesn't count as he never replied back.
So depends on your point of view I suppose on that fear. Time will crawl.

Hmmm.  Both my major fears have to do with men. 
Men, can't live with them and it's illegal to shoot them.

Echoing loneliness

Right. So I was back on Twitter just now, and I see that whomever it was that had left me a mention on there, deleted it.  So the strangeness of it remains, but someone retweeted my morning tweet.  No clue who.  Suppose it doesn't matter.

Does anyone else when they use twitter feel like they're screaming into the dark?  No just me then.

I don't know, it always reminds me of that game when you're a kid where you string to soup cans together and try to talk.  You know how it's an echoing muffle. Seriously dude,  with everyone and their dog's grandmother all twittering at the same time, how does anyone manage to keep up?  I'm only following 11 people on mine, and it's craziness with major amounts of tweets coming in at the same time from all of them. 

So the book for review this week is "365 Thank Yous"   by John Kralik.   It's a memoir of one year of his life.  I'm half way through it. 
But it's got me thinking,  we don't communicate the way we used to.  As a society and as individuals. 
I've been trying to change how I communicate in general, and my TNA Spudguns will notice a massive drop in my silly posts. 

Okay, so the holidays are coming at us with a speed of lightening and I'm starting to feel it.  Even though I said I was going to be easier on myself this year, and I am actually,  it's still weighing down on me.  Another winter single. It sucks in a bad way.

Some one has been sharing my stuff without my okay

I could not figure out why I seem to be so frealing popular in Russia.  But 90% of my hits have been from there in the last month. 
I checked my stats logs and it seems someone has linked my entire frealing blog to something called box.net  which shares files. 

Dude not fucking cool. 

It might not seem like much to whomever did this, as it is a blog, but it's MY blog.  My work, my diary my life! 

When I saw my blog being turned into pieces for TNA and even quoted on WWE,  I was honored! I worked really long hours on the wrestling stuff and that meant everything to me.  But to see my life being passed off as someone else's... that just hurts. 

Well it is a Monday

You know that line from that old Skid Row song Monkey Business, "freaks come out at 9 it's twenty to 10"

Yeah, it's one of those days and it's only 9:15 AM.

So, the author interview is up on the book blog,  and I went to Twitter to post one last reminder for the giveaway, and there was a mention for me.  I never think to check Twitter messages cause I am not a big twitter-er.  But, damn if there wasn't the strangest one sitting there for me.  No idea who or what they were trying to say. 

Still hoping that the Strombo reads the one I had sent to him, cause that would be cool.  Mind you, he hasn't read my stuff in a long while. I think I might have burned a bridge in the CBC

Let's talk about Youtube for a second shall we, I keep getting youtube invites from the foodie community which is cool.  Odd, cause I only have something like one or two My Newfie Kitchen episodes on Youtube.  I also get alot of requests on there from indie wrestling companies, which makes more sense cause I did a full but short season of my Blind Tag stuff last year.

Wouldn't that make it a Moose Pie?

"Can you check the Newfie cook book there and grab me a seal flipper pie recipe?"  Cousin asked the other day.

"Good luck trying to find any seal meat here, aren't we one of the places that it's illegal to have it?"

"I'm using moose meat.  Still have that tang"

"Then it's not a seal flipper pie, it's a moose pie. Just a shot in the dark there."  I said with a giggle.

"Shut up and find  me the recipe already."  Cousin said.

Thursday night 6pm

I've come in here about four times today. There are a few things I wanted to talk about, but each time I would start blogging it,  something would stop me.  Now, I'm like "okay I give up".

I finally got to see LAST WEEK's TNA Reaction.  It was a full week late and the stupid video player crashed more times then I can count.  I had to reload the page so often and shut down my browser at one point because it froze it. 
No, I did not bother to try to do a review of it.  It's a 45 minute show (without commercials)  and it takes sometimes close to two and a half hours to get through because of the tech issues on the Spike site. 

Anyways, not even why I came in here right now.  Nor does it feel like it matters. 

Legacy of Pemberley

I've been informed I am giving away 2 copies of the latest book by Rebecca Ann Collins.  The Legacy of Pemberley from her series of Jane Austen sequels.

So if you are interested and live in Canada or the U.S.  then please head over to my book review blog and leave a comment with your name/email/and if you're in Canada or the U.S. 
The two winners will be announced next week on the 29th of Nov (2010) when I host an interview with the author. 

I don't want to deal with it

They say you push away from and resist the things you want most in life.  Things you are meant to follow/become.  
Right.  You've heard me bitching about how the only men I am meeting are musicians and actors and how tired I am of that.  Right.
Cousin pointed out to me that I am drawn to these guys for a reason.  It's the Dionysusian factor. 

You can either look up Dionysus or... he is the God of music, art, poetry, wine, drums, fertility,  dancing, sex... Basically your typical rockstar.  Dionysus/Bacchus is my male element, my daemon, my God. 
Those of you who've been following me for awhile already know this. 

I keep finding myself entangled with musicians. And it seems I keep finding myself entangled with them cause my spirituality. 

So I'm doomed it would seem.   Speaking of doomed,  did you know that in the 1200's (or around that time) there was a bass note that was banned by the church.  It's the bass note that activates the lower Chakras (root chakra) in your body. They called it the "devil's note"  The same bass note that is used in heavy metal music.  Black Sabbath was one of the first bands to really put a push on this note.  HMmm.  Maybe Ozzy really is the devil?



No, I'm not a musician can't even read music BUT with my romantic track record I might as well just given in and admit when I do get married it will more then likely be to a singer or something. 

Page of Cups, it's a beautiful card

The ultimate card of sensitivity.  The Page of Cups always represents someone who is in touch with their emotions and not afraid to show you.  It's also a card of shyness, study, wonder, faith.  Pages are all messenger cards.  Letters or omens normally follow this card, as do new love/relationships.

I've found that even the ugliest, creepiest of tarot decks manage to make the Page of Cups look beautiful, lighter, joyful even.(this is from the Gothic Tarot of Vampires)
And of course, it's a card that has been haunting me for the last month.  It's no secret I wear my heart on my sleeve, I see no point not to. I hate surprises.

The thing with tarots is, depending on where they show up in your reading, how often they show up, and what card is right beside it, they can represent yourself or someone else.
The Page of Cups is one not too be taken lightly, even though it shines out with innocence.

I've been struggling with this card as of late, trying to understand WHO it's representing, (as it has been showing up with the Ace of Cups, and Lovers both cards for true love) Just myself or someone new?

Note to self- don't sweat the small stuff

You know how while back I made a comment about how some lady thought the binge eating scene in my vampire chef story was a rape and how I would rant later.

It's later.  And now, it no longer seems so .... important.

Here's the thing.  My Spudguns who've been reading me for awhile, might remember in the summer I said I had joined a writer's forum.  That was the story I used.  Also I might add, the first thing other then poems I have ever had the guts to put on the internet, so yay me. 
Well, anyways, I got alot of good feedback for the first half of He's Haunting Me.  Some even came to the bloggy-blog to leave comments and not just on the group/emails. 
Most people were thinking it was going to be a sweet little story about a nice little couple who come from the opposite way of life.  You know,  that whole the guy is so frealing hot that he can have any woman in the city his little prick desires... hey I didn't say cock this time which by far is my favouirte term- but ends up falling for the less then plain girl; typical bulldren.

Weren't they all shocked and awed and even a little tummy turned when I sprang out the fangs.  Well lack of fangs actually, I'm not one who uses fangs too often. Yeah, seems I offended a few people with my neck biting and flesh tearing. 

Oh BooHOO

I had one lady tell me that my "rape depiction was a offence to women"  and that I have no right to be demoralizing everyone with my lack of dignity.

See, I shouldn't be writing this cause I'm getting pissed off again just thinking about it. 

First off, it's not a rape, it's a binge eating.  The whole thing is laced with food from start to finish.
Second, you're going to find what you are looking for if you are always looking for it.  In other words, if you are looking for something that represents a rape scene then you're going to find it even if it's not really there. 

See, this is what really pissed me off about the whole issue. In the last fifteen years, more so then any other time in the history of media/books/movies,  the vampire has been seen as a sexual element, nearly sainted when it shouldn't be.  Everyone has thrown out the other uses for it. 

The Vampire is the most versatile character in literature and has been used for every kind of metaphor there is. 
Dracula's main themes are fear of immigrants, and women's liberation.  Not denying the sexual element is in Dracula, but it's not the only element. 
Anne Rice's novels are about religion and acceptance.  Yes, religion. From book one all the way through.  The element of faith runs hot and cold in Anne Rice's works. 
Lost Boys, about family and feeling like you just aren't worthy enough to fit in. 
Red Blooded American Girl,  is about diseases. Right off, AIDS and Cancer.
Vampire's Kiss is about madness and paranoia.

I could yammer on like this for awhile but you get the point.

It just really gets under my skin how with the whole teenaged goth movement in the last fifteen or so years, how people only connect vampires with sexuality.  Could be why the werewolves and zombie movies are starting to pick up speed.  At lest they still keep their metaphors intact and still mean something beyond the brainwashed.

That concludes tonight's bitchfest.  I return you now to your regularly scheduled blog.

7pm Friday Night Nov 19th 2010

Now that's a record for me.   I not only read the latest book for review in under two days, I got the interview questions in too.

Damn I'm smooth.

There is a massive wind storm here tonight, for once I am glad I have nowhere to go.

Wind down will consist of coffee, much needed coffee and a dvd.

It's official...I've lost my mind

I used screen capture for this post

For anyone who might have seen the comics I made last year on the old blog, this is for you.  I no longer have the comic program as it was a demo and I have been unable to find it again, but I used the Office program thingie.  Why? you are asking.... um cause I'm sitting here on a Thursday night with a splitting headache from reading and feel like my mind is pudding.

I know not half as funny as the old stuff, but then again you know I admit I've lost my edge.  I'm just trying to keep from throwing myself out a window tonight. 

Hey! Lest it wasn't cookies this time.

Ever feel like Fanny Price....

banished from Mansfield Park?

No just me then. 

I had a book dork emergency,  I was out of coffee and had to go to the grocery.  Standing in the slowest checkout, I swear they see me coming now and shove the trainees into the nearest checkout.  Anyways, it's only been like two days since I was out last and they've taken out the last four checkstands and replaced them with four of those self serve ones.  This is suppose to be the express checkout now. 

You know what, not one single person was using them.  People were standing in lines that went into the middle of the flower shop and bakery because they wanted a proper checkout person.  What does that tell you?

Thunder Bay is just not a self serve city.  Just isn't.

10pm Okay

I'm finished the review thank god. It's scheduled for just after midnight to post on my book blog

Now, I have till Friday to get the next one read and the questions for the author handed in.  If I actually get to the bottom of the pile of books I have for review (which is now sitting at 12 books before the end of January) I will be more then amazed.

Seriously,  I think once I get through this next one, that I can crank out at lest 7 of the 12 on time. There are a few that are over 800 pages that I know for fact I won't get done on time.

This is the average size of book that the publishers send me.  They're unedited advanced copies, some have the covers but most don't.  We're talking the size of phone books at times.

photo by ME hcvp'2010

You know what else sucks....

about book reviews, is when you get on a roll totally into the plot points you have to make, dissecting the characters and then BAM! you get shocked back to reality by some nutball at the front door screaming and pounding trying to get into the building. 

Yeah, I have a midnight deadline for this one review and few minutes ago there was a massive issue between some asswipe and the landlord.  They were screaming, the guy trying to get in was banging on the main door trying to break the glass and everything.  

Now, totally out of my groove with the review I was working on.  Not too mention still shaking from the whole thing.  I really need to move soon.

Maybe I just want to break your Heart

I was once told I would make a great goth model by some randomly anonymous commenter on my very first blog.  I took great offence (offense if you're american) to that comment. 
I had one ex boyfriend tell me I was cripplingly sexy.  I freaked out on him thinking he was mocking me.
I've gotten alot of remarks from uberly creepy old guys and eighteen year olds. I'm still waiting for something in between.

In the end, like every other woman on the planet, maybe I just want to break your heart.
Maybe I just want to be what keeps you up all night, dreaming wetly as you stare at the ceiling, giving you a fresh round of carpal tunnel syndrome.

We all like to hear that we're desirable and the object of someone's affection.  The problem is, when I hear it from the rare lips of a man, I can't help but think it's coming from a forked tongue.
Even though, I just want to be your factory girl. Your favourite faded photo. Etched in your mind and heart.

Always remember, no matter who you are or what you've done lately at some point when it's right, love will keep you up all night.

6:55 PM

And my back is killing me.

Oh my dear Spudguns, we're all in a fine mess now.  My sister the Ninja, is waiting for an MRI now.  Yeah, big mess.  She's not even sure what she's done to herself but she's done something to herself. Big time.  Her right arm is messed up.  The emergency doctor sent her for a round of X-Rays and they found nothing, but he wants to make sure it's nothing major. 
Thinks it's a pinched nerve or slipped/herniated disc.  She can't move her right arm more then an inch and her fingers have become so swollen she can't use her hand.  

Of course she's right handed.  And she works as a medical secretary. 


Yeah, I know, my family should have their own X-Ray room we're there so often.  It's the O.I. and it's starting to hit my sister in abundance. 

Tuesday morning thinking of food

Taking a short break this morning from the book reviews cause I'm getting a headache, and have Julie/Julia in the dvd player.  It's got me thinking, about a few foodie movies that are on my can't wait list. 

One is Soul Kitchen  which I believe gets a Canadian dvd release next month.  It's a subtitled film about a guy who's cafe is going downhill till he hires a prize winning chef.   I saw a trailer for it months ago and have been waiting as impatiently as I can for it to be released here.

Today's Special  was just released in the cinema this week.  Of course, it's not scheduled for my city cause Thunder Bay sucks.  But it's on my can't wait list.  When I first saw the poster for this one few months ago, I wasn't too sure about it, as it's about an East Indian chef, and after having been greatly disappointed by another East Indian foodie film Cooking with Stella; well the trailer for Today's Special changed my mind.  It's suppose to be about a sous chef who has to return to his family diner and take over the business.

The last foodie movie on my can't wait list is a documentary called Kings of Pastry  which also was just released in Canada about a month ago, which once again did not come here and I have to wait for the dvd.  My city sucks I know.  But it's a documentary on the pastry masters competition.

They all look yummy and I can't wait....

Monday night Nov 15th

Well, the weekend came and went and I never heard anything else from International Model Guy.  I should have known better then to have gotten my hopes up on him.
My original instinct was that he was a player.  Always follow your instincts.

Oh well BooHoo.

It's officially winter here.  It snowed yesterday and today.  You have not had cold weather till you've had a Thunder Bay winter.   Cold is an understatement.

Oh god it had gelatin

I don't eat the kind of desserts the way I used to. 

No, not counting calories, I'm a foodie remember,  but I am a vegetarian. I've also been trying to cook as vegan as possible. Which given the fact I have O.I. Type 1; is impossible because I need all the calcium I can get.  Cutting out dairy completely can't be done.  Damn I miss yogurt.  

Why do you miss yogurt and where are you going with this ?

Gelatin.  Gelatin is made from animal parts, mostly bone marrow.  Icky.   Which means, marshmellows,  jello-puddings, certain yogurts, and many of those type of desserts are out for me.  Yeah, I'm a label reader for this reason, drives my mom and sister insane when they go grocery shopping with me and on the rare lunch out.

Which brings me to my next rant/observation, certain cookies, crackers and even soups are a no-no too.  Why, because they are made with animal fat and beef/chicken stock. 

And you my dear Spudguns are still scratching your skulls asking what brought all this on today?

When you have been a vegetarian for as long as I have,  having something as simple as a piece of cake with gelatin in it, can cause your system to react as if you've got food poisoning.  Even when it's not.  It's just the foreign substance in your intestines causing your system to freak out till it's out of you.

While at mom's last night, there was cake.  Raspberry chocolate cake.  See where I am heading with this now.  The label on the cake box failed to mention this item. 

Many, many food labels fail to mention that they are indeed NOT Vegan/Vegetarian friendly.  Our local grocery store has gotten better at their instore made items; but still the main warnings are for nuts/soya/dairy  and not animal fats. 

I feel lied to, and still slightly vomit worthy.

Wrestling with Writer's Block... part 2

Haven't written a thing on my novel in almost two months.  Completely stuck on what to do with my one male lead.
Normally I would watch some wrestling and zone out until I got a spark. But it's not working.   It might as well be white noise right now for all the good it's doing.

And then I saw this..... 
 

..... and now I have a few notes for a scene where my lead male is (yes the one I wrote the cereal scene for last time) doing a round of bad dating.  (some of my own dating horror stories will end up in it) Now, you are thinking, how can seeing a bunch of X-Division wrestlers playing a round of musical chairs back in 2006 spark a scene in the infamous novel where the lead is dating? 

Elementary my dear Watson.  They are going round and round and no one is really winning or playing fair. Much like dating in general.  That and look at how hot Alex Shelley looks there.  I thought the metaphor  of blindly jumping into the crowd worked well for that. 

When the time comes and I actually get this thing finished and published (which at this rate will be sometime in the next decade) I'll have to thank the X-Division big time. 

I might have gotten my Muse back.

Lights out in the Library (part 4)

Part One can be found here   Part Two here   and Part Three here 


"Dude is jealous" Galvin said swinging his messengers bag on his shoulder, looking around slightly as he started to climb the stairs.

"Jealous of what? You?" Lyell said giggling. "You give yourself too much credit." he gripped the railing as he made the turn towards the next flight.

"Jealous of you. I saw the way she was looking at you. And here you were the one scolding me..."

"Scolding yes. You deserved to be scolded." Lyell replied looking over his shoulder in the semi darkness of the stairway at his younger brother. "You see the size of that man. You should be glad he's not jealous. Could toss you fifty feet if he wanted to with one hand."  they continued for another moment their shoes squeaking on the stairs as they made it to the landing and opened the door to the library.  "uh oh." Lyell said as he felt his brother slam into him. "Aren't the lights suppose to be on?" he shrugged in a wince before moving towards where the front doors were, only a few strains of light peeking from the edges of the windows, from the street lights to see by. He didn't need to try the door, there was a flashing light on the security box to his right.  The library was closed for the night and locked tight.

"We're locked in?" Galvin asked his hand out palm up fingers spread wide. "How can we be locked in? The place doesn't close till 9pm it's only..." he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and looked at the display "7:45pm."

"It's open till 9pm Monday to Thursday.  Today is Friday. It's closed at 7pm." Lyell said letting his hands slap against his jeaned thighs. "Come on, back downstairs find out where the exit is that Hermia and Riggs use. See if we need a key."

"Back down stairs?" Galvin started to chew on his lower lip. "Back to where Riggs is? Riggs who you just finished telling me is jealous?"

"Any better ideas hot shot. Come on scared of your own shadow." Lyell said shaking his head at him heading back towards the stairway.  Galvin stood there for a moment his eyes adjusting to the darkness before lowering his head to his chest and shrugging. 

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A dizzy feeling came over Galvin once again as they passed the room few doors away from the storage room. Reaching out, he leaned on the doorframe his right hand to his temple.  
"You okay?" Lyell asked his younger brother.

"I just need to sit for a minute. Headache." he stammered as he shuffled towards the nearest chair.  The lights were off as he slipped on something.  Galvin was flat on his back his hip hurting from landing on his messenger's bag. "Well there goes my hip" he mumbled as Lyell moved his hand across the wall looking for the switch. 

A scream escaped his brother once the lights were on. Galvin was laying face to face with a very large very dead skunk.  Lyell burst out laughing at him.  "You moron. You knocked over a display case. It's stuffed."

"I slipped in something. Aw man! I'm all wet. What the hell....?" he brought his hands up to see the clear liquid splashed all over his right side. Wiping his hands in his jeans he rubbed at his right knee. "Smells like rotten eggs."

"Sulfur maybe? It is a basement.  Could be anything down in here."

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Part 5 soon

TNA Reaction for Nov 11th 2010

We open with the tail end of the match between Matt Morgan the evil druid vs Douglas Williams/Beer Money Inc.   Morgan won. 
Jeff Hardy came out then with an attack from behind and the ugliest belt I've seen ever.  EVER! 

Cut to camera 1, Bishoff and Hogan talking about the new direction and the new ugly belt.

Cut to camera 2, Matt Morgan the evil druid talking about how the ref did a bad job at the ppv.

Cut to camera 3, Jeff Hardy talking about a rematch with Morgan.

Cut to camera 4, Brother Devon talking about Brother Ray and the turn.

Cut to camera 5, RVD and Tommy Dreamer talking about the screw job by EV2's Rhino

Cut to camera 3 again, Hardy promo. Giving a bit more on his new view of the world. There is a reason he's got the black and purple going for anyone who's not into the occult... I'll leave it at that.

Cut to camera 1 again, Hogan yammering on about how the business needed a twisting up. And Bishoff talking about the need to strip it all down and rebuild.  That would be the Death and Tower cards in tarot.

THEN THE VIDEO PLAYER CRAPPED OUT!   this is on the Spike official site.  I don't know if it's the video player you guys are using, or if there was tech issues with the tape the other night, or if it's where there is so many people logging on to watch that it caused a traffic jam but there was about 6minutes of footage that just stayed paused on Hardy's close up but the clock was still counting down that it should be playing. 

Cut to camera 2 again, Morgan talking about the ref being a rookie, this would be at the 15minute mark of the show on the site.

Cut to camera 6, Robert Roode discussing the handicap match he was part of earlier in the night.

Cut to camera 7, Kaz talking about how Douglas Williams lost the match earlier.

Cut to camera 4, back to Brother Devon talking about getting knocked out by Ray.

Cut to camera 8, we see Brother Ray start to beat the crap out of the interviewer... seriously? That guy is back in the wrestling business?  That dude from Wonder Years... isn't he part of the reason WCW went under? 

Cut to camera 6 again, Beer Money Inc giving their point of view on the end of Team 3D.... how much trouble would I get if I asked James Storm to cut his hair like an inch?  Beautiful man too long hair.

Cut to camera 5 again, RVD on trust. then Tommy Dreamer showed off his scares

Cut to camera 9, Jay Lethal talking about how Cookie is the issue not Robbie. This could be a very interesting feud.

Cut to camera 10 Robbie and Cookie talking like ....
Then Another tech issue where it skipped a good five minutes worth.  Dude, I must have reloaded the damned page 6 times and it still jumped to the end segment.
Cut to camera 11 Rhino talking about Sabu.
Cut to camera 6 again, brief bit of Beer Money Inc, before jumping into Abyss talking about the end of an era.  Jump to Kaz and A.J. Styles being uber angry.

Not too bad an episode this week, minus all the tech issues. Seriously, it's a 42minute show; it should not take me 2 hours to watch because of all the tech issues.

No I did not do a post for Impact this week cause once again, I thought Impact blew goat. 

Reaction gets a C

Friday Night Nov 12th 2010

Synchronicity- when events that seem to not be related but happen  simultaneously and are indeed related.

You have heard me say more then once that I believe in many things.  

I've been thinking alot about family the last few days and what it means to me.  I've also been thinking about 80's music.  Just a few minutes ago, I was sitting here thinking that I hadn't gotten a newsletter  from this one group I am part of lately, and just as I thought that the newsletter came in my emails. 
Almost the same second, I thought about the song "The Price" by Twisted Sister. 
I typed in half the word Twisted and the google search pulled up The Price music video  in the top spot. Ironic no?

In the end everything is connected, energy is energy.  


I think I 'll leave this post without an explanation.  Just be cryptic girl tonight on it.
I will say this,  if you get why I chose The Price, then leave me a comment.  

Mr. Shelley You made me cry

I just read this week's issue of the MotorCityMachine Guns! Spike blog (Taking the Torch) and oh my! Alex Shelley made me cry.  No joke, I cried when I read what he had to say.

Then I got mad.  Why, Because he admitted to having an issue with something and then made excuses for it.  DUDE!

I know I am just some random fan on the internet but I am going to say this...  I'm worried. 

If you've been following me for the last year or so on my various blogs, you know that I was teasing Chris Sabin about his hair.  I was asked why I never teased Alex Shelley about anything.  At the time, I did not see any faults in him.  Then I started to watch old footage of him again from 2005/06 and compared it to what he looked like in 2009.  He was about to my naked eye 25 pounds lighter in a bad way.  And we all know cameras add weight to us.  So that means he's even thinner in real life.

I made a comment.  Good or Bad I made a comment about his being too thin. 

But I wasn't the only one around here who thought that. 

Few months ago, Mr. Shelley made a comment in one of his spike blog posts about starving himself. I threw a screw when I saw that. 
Why? I'm just a fan who's never even talked to him personally. I thought it was the wrong thing to say with so many young fans reading.  The wrong thing to say with so many readers who have zero self esteem who take their cues from their heroes.  So, I wrote a short story about binge eating.  My vampire chef story He's Haunting Me on this blog.  And I quoted a line from Mr. Shelley's half of that blog post.  Which I might add to the lady who thought the binge eating scene was a rape that's something I'll rant about another time
Knowing there are impressionable people out there who might be in an emotionally bad place to begin with read that particular post and see Mr. Shelley say he starves himself; they may just say something like "oh it's okay cause Alex Shelley does it too".  It made me mad. 

At the same time, I was reviewing a book on eating disorders by Laine Shaw  where she talks about the fact men with eating disorders do not get diagnosed as easily as women do.  Talk about timing no?

I am a foodie. I'm also someone who has a history of Bulimia.  My weight has yo-yoed from 300pounds to 120pounds to 250pounds to 118pounds to where I am now, 160pounds. Yes, that is right I have no problem admitting my weight. But I am alive to admit it. Had I kept on the way I was going few years ago, I might not be here to admit it.  I had liver problems because of the Bulimia. I now have Acid Reflex like no one's business and lost a tooth because of the vomiting destroying my teeth.

Mine was caused by bad self esteem. It took me nearly 10 years to finally get my own eating disorder under control.

So today, reading Alex Shelley say he thinks he has an eating disorder then brush it off with the comment about the 14 hours... dude. You made me cry, for a good ten minutes you made a fan cry.

I hate mornings now

Couldn't sleep.  Neighbour's kid was up screaming in the hallway.  Got up, made a coffee turned on the computer.  No internet.  Great wonderful. 
Doorbell rang, the next book for review arrived "The Ex Boyfriend Handbook" was chatting with the delivery lady as she's gotten to know me a bit. 
Internet still out so had to call the phone company. Me thinking that because they are just opening for the day that I wouldn't be on hold for long.  HAHAHAHA! talk about stupid thoughts.  On hold for almost an hour then the guy tells me everything is fine on their end to check my cell phone.  I do not have internet on my cell phone, I'm too poor for such things. He laughed.  LAUGHED because I do not have net on my cell.  Bastard.  Then tells me to check all my boxes and wires. 
This would normally get a dirty joke out of me, but after being on hold for nearly an hour before the day even starts and him laughing at the no cell net part... I went ahead and checked all the cables and dren; the whole time rattling things loudly into the phone to annoy the guy.
Ends up, there was a loose wire sticking out of one of the cables.  I am guessing it got pulled or tripped over or stepped on or something, cause it was a little yellow wire sticking out of the casing.  all that trouble for something smaller then a pin.

No more Mr. Darcy Please!

None! No no more Mr. Darcy.  I can't take it any more.   
Everyone and their dog's grandmother knows by now that I am a big big fan of Jane Austen.  Right okay, and most of you all know that I do book reviews. Right okay, and many of you have heard me say that the main book publisher that I do reviews for has nearly 40 + authors who do one thing, write Jane Austen sequels.  Right okay.

No more Mr. Darcy please!!!!   I can't take any more Pride and Prejudice sequels.  I am feeling like I am having a mental heroine over dose or something.  Jane Austen had other novels besides P&P damn it!  Why does Darcy and Elizabeth get all the frealing sequels????????

And the worst part of this... I have 3 more Darcy filled books on the never ending stack of review books to get through after this one. 

This is the part where I must remember to tell myself I love my job I love my job I love my job.....

Tuesday 5:20pm

Still terrified about the International Model Guy asking me out.  It's like part of me is waiting for the world to end.

Speaking of such horrible things,  18,770. That's the number of hits to the MotorCityMachine Guns! Spike blog post for last week (Treats and Tricks) amazing number for one post.  But there are no comments.  None.  Not even their faithful comment dude.  How is that possible?   How can they have that many hits and zero comments?

If this keeps up, I might have to do the unthinkable and leave a comment just cause it's so naked looking.

I made a veggie burger for dinner.  It's not something I do too often. One, because Soya meat replacement foods are uber expensive, and Two, you gain more weight eating that stuff -cause it's all processed foods- then you would if you were a carnivore.
I've been trying to eat less processed foods in the last few months.  Only thing is, it seems I'm not getting as much protein either.  And let's be honest, you can only eat so much eggs and beans.  Being a vegetarian is one of the hardest things to do in this city.  There are no places that have completely veggie dishes at all.
What drives my goat is that 15 years ago, this town was almost all vegan, when I was still a carnivore. Since I became a vegetarian, it's gotten more BBQ and Steak Houses then you could think of. 

You know what's great, the repeat function on the dvd player for cds.  I've got Journey on with the song "Don't Stop Believing"  on repeat.  Just figured while I was babbling about nothing of any interest or importance I would mention what I'm listening to tonight.

Tuesday 3pm

I just got a message from International Model Guy.  Asking if I want to get together this weekend.
Seriously,  I am in shock.  I mean, this guy sort of has this Ashton Kutcher/Josh Hartnett sort of thing going on.

Talk about a guy being out of my league.

You know what... I think I am actually terrified.