Batman Begins

So I just got back from seeing Batman Begins. I highly, highly recommend it.

It gave me a lot to think about on the way home, which was one of the most pleasant and best drives I've ever had; past midnight, no one on the roads, pure silence, only feeling the car, and going the speed limit feels fast enough. Those are rare times. (It's also a rare time when you're so focused you can make a metaphor of a cockroach to love, but we won't get into that. You already know I'm a private person mostly, but please don't take me for dumb. My thoughts are my thoughts and I share them as I do. They are very, ridiculously complicated, and fairly hard to reproduce.)

It also reminded me about how much I used to love bats. I could never understand why no one likes them. Just the other night when I was waiting for Chris and Domer to come and TP my house, I had my dad's high beam out with me, and I was watching the bats eating the bugs that were around. A bat came about 6 inches away from my face, and I have to say it was the coolest thing ever. They have sonar, they're not going to run into you. (Also, the one thing that bothered me in the movie: the bat hordes breaking through the glass. Uh, so much for plausibility.)

A few days ago, as those of you who read my journal know, my world took a blow. After only one day, however, even though there was a huge void, I couldn't feel it anymore. So I am going to have to rebuild something, and I don't know what it is, but I'm working on it. I know the void is there, and there is a mysteriousness that is only aided by me seeing Batman Begins, but I can't feel the void... No, that's wrong. I know there is a void, because I can't feel what I did before... the triggers don't work, there aren't any more reactions... and I don't even know what killed it, exactly.

Also, Jonathan Crane looks like Michael Jackson. Roffle.

The last thing I will share with you tonight is that the movie renewed my interest in a book I've been writing, which takes place in a city much like Gotham...

Batman Begins

So I just got back from seeing Batman Begins. I highly, highly recommend it.

It gave me a lot to think about on the way home, which was one of the most pleasant and best drives I've ever had; past midnight, no one on the roads, pure silence, only feeling the car, and going the speed limit feels fast enough. Those are rare times. (It's also a rare time when you're so focused you can make a metaphor of a cockroach to love, but we won't get into that. You already know I'm a private person mostly, but please don't take me for dumb. My thoughts are my thoughts and I share them as I do. They are very, ridiculously complicated, and fairly hard to reproduce.)

It also reminded me about how much I used to love bats. I could never understand why no one likes them. Just the other night when I was waiting for Chris and Domer to come and TP my house, I had my dad's high beam out with me, and I was watching the bats eating the bugs that were around. A bat came about 6 inches away from my face, and I have to say it was the coolest thing ever. They have sonar, they're not going to run into you. (Also, the one thing that bothered me in the movie: the bat hordes breaking through the glass. Uh, so much for plausibility.)

A few days ago, as those of you who read my journal know, my world took a blow. After only one day, however, even though there was a huge void, I couldn't feel it anymore. So I am going to have to rebuild something, and I don't know what it is, but I'm working on it. I know the void is there, and there is a mysteriousness that is only aided by me seeing Batman Begins, but I can't feel the void... No, that's wrong. I know there is a void, because I can't feel what I did before... the triggers don't work, there aren't any more reactions... and I don't even know what killed it, exactly.

Also, Jonathan Crane looks like Michael Jackson. Roffle.

The last thing I will share with you tonight is that the movie renewed my interest in a book I've been writing, which takes place in a city much like Gotham...

"It had to be You": Muse Machine goes to the Movies

Ha, I never updated on the Muse Machine show.. it was pretty good. Two references to Captain Spaulding of Animal Crackers, aka Groucho Marx... Pat and Danny both confused other actors with Jacob and Eric, and then claimed to have better vision than me, those mutcases. Rachel, Eric, Jacob, and Kyle were in the show, and they all did a great job! A few things:
1) Twenties Dance + Star Wars Cantina Music = NO.
2) Yes, the raincoats fit the kids. No, the raincoats did not fit the highschoolers. They looked like streakers because you couldn't tell if they had any clothes on underneath (aka girls in too-short shorts, which is hilarious because the girls in Muse Machine are required to wear skirts). (Rachel's a streaker!)
3) The Scarecrow, Tinman, and Lion? Um...no. That was kind of disturbingly bad.
4) My Heart Will Go On?! What the crap?! YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.
5) Jacob almost dropped that girl. Roffle.

Yeah, I think that's all. =^n.n^=

(Radio, 88.1 FM, listening to Weekend Radio, because Hitchhiker's Guide has been on for a few months, but this is the first one I've caught.)

"It had to be You": Muse Machine goes to the Movies

Ha, I never updated on the Muse Machine show.. it was pretty good. Two references to Captain Spaulding of Animal Crackers, aka Groucho Marx... Pat and Danny both confused other actors with Jacob and Eric, and then claimed to have better vision than me, those mutcases. Rachel, Eric, Jacob, and Kyle were in the show, and they all did a great job! A few things:
1) Twenties Dance + Star Wars Cantina Music = NO.
2) Yes, the raincoats fit the kids. No, the raincoats did not fit the highschoolers. They looked like streakers because you couldn't tell if they had any clothes on underneath (aka girls in too-short shorts, which is hilarious because the girls in Muse Machine are required to wear skirts). (Rachel's a streaker!)
3) The Scarecrow, Tinman, and Lion? Um...no. That was kind of disturbingly bad.
4) My Heart Will Go On?! What the crap?! YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.
5) Jacob almost dropped that girl. Roffle.

Yeah, I think that's all. =^n.n^=

(Radio, 88.1 FM, listening to Weekend Radio, because Hitchhiker's Guide has been on for a few months, but this is the first one I've caught.)