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Saturday, May 7, 2011

Kid Magnet

I do not know how this happens. It just does. Ever since I was old enough to care for other people's kids I've been a kid magnet. It used to be just animals. Where ever we would go as a family I ended up with a Hamlin trail of pets. Everybody with a "killer" dog would freak out when the dog would take off after my little toddler ass. But the dog always overtook me, ran in front of me and threw itself on the ground legs up til I petted it. And those Demonic Horses that hate even the rider? Angels. I can even ride them reins-free and without using the stirrups. Freaks the trainers out every time.

So its back to being kids again. Some kid at a class party this past Summer (I think I mentioned that) ran up, threw herself on to my lap for a huge hug and sat there until her parents told her that she didn't know me. Didn't seem to matter. This weekend I was at a garage sale with my brother. Same thing.

Little 4 year old girl had been squirming to get off her mom's lap the whole time we were looking over the very sparse and somewhat disappointing offerings. Bro went to pay for his meager purchase and she finally got away from her mom. She ran at me like she had screaming banshees on her heels. Bro saw her coming and just waited to see what would happen. He said she never took her eyes off of me the whole time I was on the property (I had not really noticed her). He eyes never left me the whole time that she was running. When I finally noticed her it was because bro said "Wow you're right." and pointed. She came to a dead stop right in front of me, looked up at me and grinned from ear to ear. I said "hi." and her smile got even bigger.

I don't know what it is. Some little 18 month old did that to me at work the other day. And everywhere I went she followed me. When I took off for the laundry room she screamed until she found someone who would carry her down there. Sucker. I so would have laughed my ass off if she'd suckered the maintenance man into that. What a lark!

I used to say "Geez, too bad I can't get a guy as interested as these dogs (that's what it was at the time) are." Now I'm glad that the Universe didn't decide that was an invitation to one bad joke after the other. Could you imagine if I had a string of panting guys behind me all damn day? How embarrassing. I don't really know how to handle the kids, dogs and horses.

I guess there are worse things. I could have a ton on money and attract nothing but golddiggers.

Who Wants to Know What I Click on @ the Library

Mr. Atoz would poop his pretty little embroidered robe if he knew what our libraries are doing. Now to use the computer you have to register with your drivers liscense. I know. I know. I know. Who cares? After all the only place I go is youtube to listen to Matze, gmail to write notes that will be completely misunderstood by anyone who is not in my head when I write them, here to entertain or bore you guys to tears and maybe I go poke people on facebook. Big deal.

Well it is a big deal. If Google and Apple can't keep from leaving cookie crumbs on everything that we do then those mysterious 3rd party people with the megalithic data mining brains may one day be called upon by our governement to nark on us for what we write about. I know... so don't have a public blog. Oooh how very Chinese Government Bulldoggy of all of you who thought that. And see... that could get a person in trouble.

I can't help but have Orwellian and Huxley-an nightmares when I hear stuff like this. Because somebody is going to get a bug up there ass after winning a too-close-to-call election and decide that a certain type of person almost cost them their life's dream and use this data mining to go a-hunting. Not cool. Not right. and not fair. And what if someone who won by a landslide would like to go hunting for the "type" of person that their mother always taught them to avoid? Or that their pastor says is the bane of all human existence? And who is going to be the most compliant when it comes to helping these guys on their own personal vendettas?

Public Libraries. Afterall... they are government funded. So technically the government must have evry right in the world to know how its property is being used. Right? Um excuse me...... the government exists in THIS country for the people to allow us to govern ourselves and not be indebted, enslaved or indentured to a societal establishment. I my not have been the best history student in the world. But I know that we were getting pretty sick of the heavy handed way the English nobility lorded their "birthright' over everyone else as if everyone else was just another piece of furniture. And what are we doing now? We are sliding right back into that elitest crap that messed everything up in Europe for a while. And every advantage they can take they do wether they deserve it or not. So if the government which is being run by the people who call the shots in business and politics say that the libraries have to tell them who is using the puters they will tell them. After all who cuts off their nose to spite their face?

and what if someone who doesn't speak German sees all the german music I listen to and decides this little Jew-By-Blood is really a neo nazi? Matze's music is about love and life not death and entropy but will that matter to the next mutton-headed Czar-of-whatever-the-hell-the-government-fears-next? No. Oooh she listens to German music. She's evil. Get 'er boys!

And next comes the censorship.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

The Coolest Thing I've Seen on TV in a Long Lonnnnnnnnggggg Time

http://youtu.be/s7L2PVdrb_8

In the realm of gaming and television magic there is nothing quite equal to this opening title for the HBO show Game of Thrones. We've been watching Camelot which is a great story, with a great retelling so far. And it totally taps into the whole Ancient Emerald Isle vibe with the spirit of austerity that fits the times. Don't get me wrong. There is plenty of hope in Camelot evidenced in its design elements. But it is still spartan. When we sat down to watch the first episode of Game of Thrones this is what sold me.

You can't judge a book by its cover. But you can judge a TV show by its title card. The title seems like a no brainer stupid kind of thing and as such... since it isn't as important as the characters, plot and location, it seems to be treated as an after thought. But look at this thing!!!!! It is a work of art itself. The title is its own little movie... an unnarrated travelogue. How Cool Is That?!

I don't know if the boyfriend understands yet how this thrills me every time I see it. It is pure artistry so reflective of the human spirit to explore, build and conquer... to always be growing beyond the mean confines in which one finds oneself in any given moment that the fantasy realm in which this world is set could be real. Its a living expression of a world of people. It is movement and emotion... not just static models of what might have been but what is and yet is not and will yet come.

Wow.

If there is any time for you to carve out of your busy schedule for a TV show this should be the one you are watching.The characters and story telling are just as well done as the title card. And it all stays with you for hours after the final credits roll.

It makes me wish that Wizards and Warriors could be done now instead of the time when I was 11 and looking for my geek tribe under every rock and behind ever door in front of me.


And as a side note. I accidently watched this with "Manner sind Krieger" from Matthias Reim playing loud in my head. Holy Crap!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Even more awesome when worlds collide. I can't even begin to describe the awesomeness. Took things from an Auld Englande feel to MiddleAges Germany in about a nanosecond. 
Wheew!