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Trama-rama

Jennifer put up the challenge: “What movie and TV scenes have traumatized you?”

Here are my top five:

  1. That scene in Alien where the alien pops out of the guy’s stomach and gloms onto the other guy’s face. I was six when I first saw it (on a brand spanking new VHS tape!) and it took twenty years for me to get up the nerve to watch it again. (Totally worth it – the first two Alien movies are awesome.) My cousin Alex was responsible for this particular trauma.
  2. E.T. – the whole thing. I can’t remember but I think my parents had to leave the movie theatre with me for that one. I still don’t like E.T. When Elliott cuts his finger on the rotary saw and when E.T. gets pasty sick at the end, ugh. Also now watching it as an adult, it’s so mawkishly Spielbergian that it’s worth puking over.
  3. The first 15 minutes of Scream. It was on TV and I thought, hey, never saw that! And promptly freaked out and had to turn to a two-hour Beastie Boys documentary to recover. I was twenty.
  4. The Ring: I saw this on Halloween with my friend Crystal. I couldn’t even WATCH that part at the end where she crawls out of the television. About a year later my roommate Cindy was watching it at our apartment and I was like, now I can watch the end safely from the couch, in the daylight! I was wrong.
  5. Nightmare on Elm Street: I only watched a few minutes of this as a kid, but it was enough to know that I will never watch any of the movies ever in my entire lifetime. And in this case, never means never. (Alex was responsible for this one too.)
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And with a face like, you can hardly blame me! 😛

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Avoiding the Good Fight

I’ve been avoiding upgrading WordPress because the last time I did it I have a mostly-blocked recollection of completely horking up the code and breaking the template and crying tearfully into a Dos Equis.

So, I’m waiting for my webhost to get the “One-Click Upgrade!” online before I do anything. Argh. 2.5 looks so shiny.

So I went to L.A. last weekend and had a nice time. I visited Sarah and Bill and Baby Will, and to my astonishment, had a couple of delightful conversations with Bill which doesn’t happen too often; it’s nice to talk to someone who has almost identical political views as you. As a Republican in a fluorescent blue state, that doesn’t happen very often.

The baby:

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While we were encumbered with the wee tot, there was not a lot of jaunting around, but I did manage a fly-by trip to the LYS by Sarah’s house, Simply Knitting in Santa Clarita. It’s a nice little shop, and they were having a 50% off all the yarn in the store (except the Koigu) sale. I got some ridiculously expensive Prism Saki sock yarn and some Mirasol Hacho yarn:

Mirasol Hacho Sock yarn

The Prism retails for $35 (!) which is one hell of a lot for a skein of sock yarn, so it better make the Awesomest and Most Hardy Socks ever in the land of socks. But having purchased it for 50% off, it doesn’t have to.

The Hacho, above, is just DANGED GORGEOUS, rather reminds me of the Koigu base, but softer. Not superwash but I’m thinking mitts for this stuff anyway. I accidentally bought two different dye lots of the pink, but, eh.

And now I must go, for the trifecta of perfect (ALL NEW) television is soon upon us: The Office, Lost, and Supernatural. Oh, Thursdays!

Now, if only Dexter Season 2 would come out on DVD.