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Loading ...…gotta watch Smallville now. I know its kinda twee, but actually, it was R the P who got me started watching it. And what else is there to do on a Thursday night in middle GA.
Blogging maybe.
Alright, spiritual stuff - though this should really go on Noumenal so that everyone will know to avoid it - I spent most of today making a set of runes based on Spare’s alphabet of desire. It was a very intensive task, as I shaped each one in clay, infusing each with the proper complementary herbs and oils. Which is why I haven’t been around much today. It was kind of like the scene in Ghost, except there was no Potter’s wheel, Unchained Melody wasn’t playing and the background, and Patrick Swayze wasn’t caressing me from behind.
I suppose it wasn’t like that scene from Ghost at all. Just me and a buncha clay blobs that eventally became vaguely rune-shaped.
I also did some writing.
My cat is a gay homosexual. Cleto has been trying to hump Monkey lately. Monkey doesn’t look like he much appreciates Cleto’s ineffectual ball-less hunchings. I’m not sure what I should do about it. Perhaps I should try talking to Cleto about Jesus. Or maybe just keep quiet and hope its just a phase he’s going through. Or maybe I’ll just get him a Bette Middler CD and take him to a broadway show.
Should I do what my mother did to me and stick him in a mental hospital? He does belong in a mental hospital, but not for his gay homosexualness. Or maybe he belongs in a cryptozoology museum. He is the chupacabra after all.
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With a mention of Gay Chupacabras, you are bound to get some Google traffic over here.
Ironically, I haven’t been watching Smallville much lately, even though I hear it has a veritable cast of shirtless-worthy Justice Leaguers. Maybe it is time to start watching again. Even though there are no super-Ladies on Smallville. No Wonder Woman. No Black Canary.
Even though Smallville is twee, you MUST admit that Buffy was worth watching. Brilliant. Except season 7 really.
And, um, spiritual stuff. Um Spirits. Um. There is a cigarette company that tries to sell cigarettes to gay people by invoking Native American Spirit practices in their ads and in their cigarette boxes.
Damn! I knew if I tried to discuss Spirituality it would veer into gay homosexuality.
And speaking of Ghosts. If Patrick Swayze ghost couldn’t pick things up or if he went through walls, why didn’t he fall through the floor?
Maybe the spirit of desire rubbed off on Cleto.
And Bette Midler doing ‘Beast of Burden’ vs The Stones. That’s really Zos Kia isn’t it?
Miss All Eyes in the midst of Five Stones?
But then very outward and rowdy. More a power sigil kind of claying song.
Normally I watch Smallville because it comes on just before Supernatural. But Supernatural has gotten awfully boring. I liked it at first because Sam and Dean reminded me of the guys I used to hang out with in high school. Power cars, rock music. Hanging out in graveyards. But then I realised those guys in high school were boring.
For a twee tv show, Smallville does indeed have many shirtless wonders running around. But no shirtless wimmins.
R the P can turn spirituality into gay homosexuality with the wave of a wand (he loves wands), and Bas turns it into some surreal amalgam worthy of an Erisian gathering.
And Richard, that question about Patrick Swayze is the same cliche question every skeptic asks about every ghost. If you were a ghost, you would want to walk through walls. You would not want to fall through floors. eh? If you\’re going to be a skeptic, please be original at it.
I remember a ghost sighting of a spirit that walked down a halway, but he was only seen from the waist up, his hips level with the floor. This is because in his day, the floor was several feet lower. This type of ghost is not a \’spirit\’ at all, but a fragment of an event or personality, recorded in the environement. So there are plenty of reasons why ghosts don\’t \’fall through floors\’.
What can I say - I\’m grumpy this morning.
Oh, and yes, Buffy was good. Except maybe that 7th season. There was a time I couldn’t imagine watching Buffy. When R the P recommended it, I was horrified, but I watched one episode, just so I could say it was awful. It was awful. Later, I happened to catch another episode, which wasn’t so awful. Then, it became a regular viewing experience. My ex and I even rented earlier seasons to watch the stuff we missed. We became… eek… Buffy fans.
Oh and thanks for giving my post ONE STAR Richard. You come online, begging for an update, and when I take time out of my busy rune-making, TV watching schedule to accomodate you, you give me a crap rating. Hmph.
You’re just pre-de-juiced against magical peeps.
NO! I didn’t mean to give it one star. It was 3 in the morning. I wasn’t thinking. I was trying to encourage you! Take the star back! Take it back!
And I realize that, ahem, REAL ghosts wouldn’t fall through the floor, but I think it was just crappy writing on the part of the movie Ghost. If you remember Patrick Swayze was SURPRISED and AMAZED even that he went through the door or wall or whatever it was. It happened in an episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation as well. These aliens were in a phantom dimension and Picard defeated them by pushing them through a wall of the Enterprise into outer space.
But they should have just fallen through the floor into outer space!
And I remember at the time I thought the going through a wall bit on Ghost was amazing special effects. Now it makes Blake’s 7 and early Doctor Who look like Special Effects Genius. That always happens. Eventually, you watch Jurassic Park and start to think the dinosaurs look like marionettes. Or even the dinosaurs on Land of the Lost.
Well its obvious Patrick Swayze didn’t fall through the floor because walking on a floor was something familiar to him. If - for whatever reason - he was to exert his will to carry him through the floor, he would go through the floor. Which is what happened with the walls. He exerted a will to go into the next room quickly, and it was his will to go through the wall. His intention carried him through the wall, but not downward through the floor, because walking on a floor is a natural act with which he was already accustomed. One needn’t ‘think’ about walking on a floor. Its already hardwired. Um… like it much matters. We’re talking about a Patrick Swayze movie. Its not like the directors weren’t pandering to society’s lowest common denominator when they made that one.
And keep it in mind, folks. When you leave a rating… I know who you are.
Yes, I was attacking the internal consistency of the logic set up by the movie, not the ability of ghosts to walk on floors.
By the way. Last night I watched part of an episode of Maude on Youtube and saw your favorite, Adrienne Barbeau. She has enormous talents. Acting is one of them, but she did have enormous talents.
The first season of Maude comes out on DVD on March 20. I know you don’t have a DVD player, but maybe I’ll get you the DVD set anyway. You can see her enormous talents right there on the box.
Damn it! I meant “acting ISN’T one of them.”
Quick typing messed up my joke.
Well, good lordy, this must be the longest discussion in the past decade that has had anything at all to do with Patrick Swayze. He should be pleased, even if we are only speaking of him tangentially.
I’m about as far from a ghost expert as one can get, but I tell you something odd is going on in some places that cannot otherwise be explained. For example, the cold spot in my grandmother’s 130-year old farmhouse. Over time, it has faded getting weaker each time I have visited. I don’t notice it as much now, but as a kid, it was obvious and strange, but we almost never mentioned it. Good Christians don’t mention such things, at least not Baptists.
Che, don’t be horrified to be a Buffy fan. I too was skeptical at first because some of the folks that I knew who liked it were… shall we say, miserable selfish bizarre stupid cunts? And not in a good way! Nevertheless, I was sucked in and here I am 7 seasons later having watched 98% of the Buffy episodes. And then the less clever, but full of shirtless menz, Angel show. I could go on, but it would become far too embarrassing.
Yes, she did have enormous talents. No one was paying attention to her acting, Richard. Except maybe you. And hey, she was actually pretty good in The Fog. (speaking of lowest common denominators). Especially when she was up on the roof of the lighthouse being menaced by those ghosts of the sea, bosoms heaving. Of course, I’m speaking of the original ‘The Fog’, with Adrienne and Jamie Lee Curtis, not the recent cheesy remake. The original was actually, for all its bad acting, rather tense and moody. And it features Adrienne Barbeau’s enormous talents. Heaving.
My grandmother’s house had some strange goings on too, Mojo. But as you say, good Christian folk don’t speak of such things. There was a back room that no one would sleep in, or could stay in for very long. It was a very cheerfully decorated room, very pretty, but it had such a aire of menace that it would send one fleeing after a few moments of being in there. When family member gathered at her house in large numbers, people would sleep on the sofa or floor rather than sleep in that room. Once or twice I tried to hide in there during a game of hide and seek with the cousins, but no fucking way. It was absolutely horrible.
Oh, and as to the orginal post, I did start watching Smallville for the first two seasons, but have become a bit bored of it for some reason. Still, lots of totty on that one, though admittedly less so in the lady department. Except Chloe who was my favorite due to personality since looks aren’t my main criterion with the lady-folk.
Che, when we moved to the NC mountains when I was in high school, there was a complex of houses owned by the company my stepdad worked for. So, being bored and curious I went into them all. One in particular was a miserable thing despite being decorated in 70s bright orange and banana yellow. I hated that place. There was something wrong there that I couldn’t place. No one would stay there, even though it was free to higher-level employees! If people working at a non-profit company would rather take on a mortgage than get free housing, you know something was wrong! Weird… of course, I am digressing from the original spirit of this post (no pun intended).
Okay, fine. Here’s my ghost story. When my dad was a young boy, his younger sister had a bedroom that would mold and mildew over all of the time. As soon as they would clean it, it would do it again. None of the rest of the rooms in the house had this problem.
The room’s problems didn’t end there. His little sister would wake up in the middle of the night screaming, begging not to be left in that room. She didn’t mind sleeping alone, but she hated sleeping in that room. Because she had suffered some head trauma in a tornado, the rest of the family thought her not wanting to be in that room related to that. They were poor and that was her room, so she had to stay in it. She should have just been happy that she had her own room.
The family began to rethink it however, when my dad’s older sister’s fiance slept in that room with my dad’s younger brother (they were poor and had to double up sometimes). My future uncle said that they woke up in the middle of the night, terrified. They later discovered they both had had the same dream, of walking alone down a deserted road lined with telephone poles, and dead silent ape like creatures would stare at them as they walked, turning their heads in unison, following them.
The final straw occurred when my dad and his cousin slept in that room when his sister was away. He said it was the most terrifying night of his life. He said that he and his cousin could feel a presence in the room, a malevolent presence. Suddenly, they heard what souded like hissing and something started scratching them. Because they were poor, his first thought was rats had chewed through the wall, but then he said it felt like someone was pressing down on my dad’s chest with all of their weight. His cousin was feeling the same thing. Finally, the weight left and they ran for the door and slept in the hall for the rest of the night.
My dad’s family moved not long after that, and my dad’s little sister never again had trouble sleeping through the night and never again woke up screaming.
But, that didn’t happen to me. That is just their story. Me, I think it is all a buncha hooey.
Mmm.. Only thing i can come up with was my father getting a book of ghoststories on his head. It had mysteriously worked it’s way of the shelf above his bed. All the books around were still in their proper place.
My grandfather used to read stories to my father from that very book every night before bedtime.
Ohh.. And they just had the man from Hellevoetsluis hand in his ID… didn’t live up to his part properly. One Joker down.
And sorry! Never saw Buffy! She was on here i think…
OMG! You guys do all make me laugh!
Yes folks even straight women were enjoying Adrienne barbeau’s massive talents back in the day of Maude. It wasn’t like Maude was gorgoeous (God I can’t spell it).
I never watched Buffy but consistently hear good things I may have to break down and check it out. I watched supernatural for part of the first season but it got too same-y for me after awhile.
As far as admitting to bad tv that no one should ever admit to having watched I still tout the show Models Inc! I watched every episode, I say with sheep ish embarrassment.
I’ve never watched smallville but watch Heroes, does anyone watch Heroes? It’s really good.
Che, couldn’t you take your gay homo cat to one of those places that makes people un gay? Surely that will work on your cat. You know those places where you tell your self you’re not gay in a robotic monotone. I saw a special on tv about it once. I’ve been asking a couple of my gay male friends to go so that I can have a couple boyfriends ( a hard man’s not easy to find and all that) and my Adrienne Barbeau talents are feeling unloved.. but enough about me!
Mojo, “miserable selfish bizarre stupid cunts? And not in a good way!” good freaking laugh!
So glad I dropped by, such a witty crew!
Shelley aka Writergirl
Shelley! What a great idea for finding a boyfriend! “Cure’ your gay male friends. Unfortunately, I have the opposite effect on men. I have the ‘touch o’ gayness’, and every man I touch turns gay. R the P postulates that any man attracted to me was likely already gay in the first place, and my butchness (butchery?) puts’em over the edge.
I have not watched Heroes. I’ve seen the ads for it, and I always think, “that looks pretty good” but I never watch it because I fear it may actually take some brain power to catch up on the plot. And is using brain-power really what TV is all about?
I do watch Lost. I watched the first season because it was damned good, and though subsequent seasons were not so good, I kept watching because of … uh… a sweaty, shirtless Naveen Andrews.
I suppose my TV secret shame still has to be the Andy Griffith Show. The fact that I would be caught watching something so twee and whitebread is unthinkable.(okay, Smallville is tween and whitebread, but it does have the shirtless factor going for it) But at least I perverted the purpose of the Andy Griffith Show by having a lesbo crush on Thelma Lou.
Tis good to see you again Shelley. Drop by anytime - we can always be found having deep, analytical conversations about Patrick Swayze, superheroes, or blenders.
(Blender hasn’t been mentioned in a while, so I felt the need to honour Blender.)
Yay Shelley! Good to hear from you again. Always great to have someone joining in the conversation at Shattered Prayer.
And we (Mojo, our daughter, and I) do watch Heroes (which, as an aside, the BlackBerry insists should be Herpes. Now why would it assume more people would want to spell herpes than heroes?) It is a good show.
Those ex-gay things don’t work. The two men who founded it left it to date each other. They are still together last I heard.
I once had an ex-boyfriend leave me for Jesus. He even married a woman and everything. Then one day I ran into him in a Christian bookstore (he worked there. It is a long story as to why I even stepped inside one). I spoke to him. Told him to say “Hi” to the missus and to Jesus. Flash forward a year later and he wrote to me to say he’d left his wife and his church. Seeing me made him realize what he was missing. He knew he was living a lie.
That story could be interpretted two ways. One, I was so freaking hot I made people lose their religion or two, you can’t un-gay someone no matter how hard you try.
If you choose to believe both explanations I can do little to disuade you.
Well my question is - is Heroes one a them shows that takes brain-power to catch up on?
And have you noticed that the second I’m around my family, I start watching TV. I can go years without TV, happily, but the second I’m within hollerin’ distance of my loved ones, I’m hypnotizin’ mysen with the benevolent glow of the tv screen. Smallville, take me away.
Well it seems this wednesday on the Sci Fi channel, there will be Heroes marathon that shows the early episodes. Perhaps I will watch.
Yeah, I love Heroes. It lacks a certain something, but overall, it’s a good way to spend some time in front of the idiot box. No real brain power required except for some memory devoted to the plot, but it’s pretty small amounts of that…
By the way, Shelley/Writergirl, it’s good to see you on the boards. Stop by anytime. I’m sure Che loves her three main commenters, but a fifth voice on Shattered Prayer is welcome!