Monday, October 26, 2009

Really, AMC?

"The Shining" is playing on AMC right now. It started at 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

At 2:15 PM, I saw a horrified Danny foresee an elevator door opening, filling an Outlook Hotel hallway with a tsunami of blood. It's 2:45 now, and he's tooling around the halls on his big-wheels. WHERE ARE THOSE TWINS?!? I KNOW THEY'RE THERE!!!

I can't believe they're allowed to air this at this time of day. Care Bears used to have this time slot.

On a related note: was Shelly Duvall considered a good actress? I think she's awful. No matter how genious the movie is and how kickety-kick-ass the novel is, I hate hate hate her performance in this movie. I really would like to be able to find out what motivated them to cast her when her Wendy is so different than the Wendy in King's novel.

UPDATE: It's now 3:45, and they just had all (or from what I can remember, all) of the lady corpse ghost scene with Jack. Sure, her business was blurred out, but that's a lot of rotting flesh to broadcast in the light of day.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Spitting Images.

I don't really watch what I call "murder shows." There are usually cops and lawyers and brutal, soul crushing crimes. Me no likey.


This guy from one of the "murder shows" (CSI, NYPD Blue, Law and Order, NCIS, etc.) looks so much like a Cardassian, I thought he must have played one.

He has not, but I think he should have.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Standing On The Shoulders Of Giants.

It was 10 years ago today I moved to England. I was 20. It was my first flight by myself.

I had a job interview the next at a hotel in a sleepy drive-though village in Kent called Hextable. It was my second day - I was sleep deprived and nervous. I used my fingers instead of the tongs to put sugar in my tea in the interview, but they hired me anyway. I was to work in the Utopia Health and Leisure Spa at the Rowhill Grange Hotel as a receptionist. By the end of the day, I had secured a room to let down the road from the hotel for £55 a week, which included a cooked meal every night ("tea").

My job didn't start for two weeks, so I took a train north to Scotland. I couldn't stay in Edinburgh through the weekend because there was some sort of international rugby championship going on and the whole city was crawling with Kiwis. I went farther north. I followed the East Coast. I went north of Tain, but not all the way to John O'Groats, a decision I still regret.

Northern Scotland looked so much like Newfoundland, it was the first of many pangs of deep homesickness I felt while I was in the UK.

My visa was good for 24 months. I was there only 9. I also regret not staying there longer. Now, at 30, I'd love to live in Scotland for a while. Wales, England, Northern Ireland - why didn't I just move and try a new location?

Because I was 20. I have logged a whole decade between who I was then and who I am now.

Still, I tried new stuff. I learned new things. I learned to drive a standard - in my own Mini (it was a POS, but it was mine). I discovered hard cider, haggis, Jaffa Cakes, Cornish pasties, and Ribena. I learned to ring bells in a church belfry. I found Jamie Oliver and Ant & Dec. I learned more "English" than I thought was possible (pikeys and zebra crossings and being "on the pull" and biros and skips and so on and so on). All these and so many more amazing memories came out of the mad adventure of Catherine in the UK.

How brazen and bold was I, a 20-year-old PE Islander, hopping on a plane to London? I wonder if I still have that same spirit, 10 years later?

I think I do. I hope so.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Friday, October 02, 2009

Back In My Own Room.

This afternoon I'm going to move my furniture back in my room. I now have more wall space, as there used to be a door to the furnace room in my room, but as of Jan last year, that's no longer up to Code, so "they" moved it around to the downstairs den area. Then they had to patch the wall and paint it. Then, the paint was peeling, and they had to come back again. It's still peeling a little bit, but I don't care anymore.

Anyhow, from Sept 1st when the door was moved, it was "finished" on Wednesday, the 30th.

I'm glad I get the opportunity to move everything around. Usually, it would be way too much work.