Ms. Triss

I kid you not that is the name of a real person that existed. Apparently my french teacher had a teacher in 7th grade named Ms. Triss...and she kinda hated her I guess.

It's sort of halloween here. The faculty are bringing their kids around. They're pretty cute. I'm dressed up as a hippie today. A clean and pretty hippie though.

I'm confused. I don't know what to do. Only I can figure it out though. I just wanted to let you know I'm confused.

OK

Since it's halloween-ish, I think I shall talk about the Phantom of the Opera. Did you know Andrew Lloyd Weber has written a sequel? Yeah...he did. Guess where the setting is? Perhaps another Opera House? Some neat castle in Europe? Nope. Not even close. The Phantom will be pining away for Christine at...Coney Island. Yes. Coney Island.

Apparently ALW didn't like the ending of the original phantom...so he's been working on a sequel for over 15 years.

One of the statements made on NPR was: "Based on past Lloyd Webber stagings (like the roller-skating Starlight Express), it further seems logical to speculate that there will be a grand production number in which everyone on the stage is driving around in bumper cars. (That prediction is 49 percent serious, plus or minus 2 percent.)"

Wow. I'm not a freak about musicals or anything but...wow. Desperate much?

More Halloweeness. So apparently Target (for a very short time) was selling an alien costume. Not just any ordinary alien costume though...an illegal alien costume. The costume consisted of an alien mask with an orange jumpsuit that said "illegal alien" on the front and a nifty little green card. Target got a little criticism for that....so they pulled it from their site.

FUN FACT: A green card would actually make the alien legal. So....?

That's all I got.

~AM

Happy

I'm happy.

Yes this may come as an abrupt surprise. Usually people gradually work up to the happy thing when they were previously sad.

I don't work that way I guess.

I talked to my dear old friend Spike Jones you see. He just has a way of making me smile. Now I'm happy! Soon Spike Jones and Spud Jr. shall be reunited...and we shall save the world.

So that's the short story of why I'm happy...but the major point of why I am.

I'm gonna talk about that Titanic 100th Anniversary cruise now.

So apparently, there is a cruise line that will set sail and replicate the Titanic's journey. The company who built this cruise...also built the Titanic. They will stop at the exact spot it sank and have a memorial service the exact same day and time in which it sank. Then it will go on and complete the journey the Titanic was supposed to make.

It just seems like they are asking for trouble. Of course they mention to never fear because "the ship will carry enough lifeboats for people if something should go wrong". Well yay.

Now I'm going to talk about Paranormal Activity.

I don't know why....I hate being scared....but I really want to see this movie. I probably won't be able to sleep for weeks. I still have this weird desire to see it nevertheless. Ok...the PREVIEWS freaked me out enough that I couldn't sleep the night I watched that. If I do watch this movie, I don't know how I'm going to survive.

Well I'm going to learn languages now.

~AM

I guess I have something against Disney?

So I had a dream last night. I was deathly ill. So who came to my aid? Dr. House of course. He was actually pretty nice to me.

He put me in this room with this other chick. She was crazy. The whole time she kept trying to kill me because she kept saying something like "you know my secret! you can't tell Dr. House!". She then would run around the room chasing me with a rolling pin. I kept trying to tell her I didn't know what she was talking about and that it would be really bad if she hit me on the head. Then she got me good in the head.

I woke up in my dream and Dr. House was just kinda sitting in this chair at the end of my bed...staring at me. "She hit you pretty good. Luckily I got to you before she bashed your brains out. Even then, you're still lucky to be alive and conscious. The last thing you needed with your condition was a smack in the head."

So then he just sat there and made sure I didn't die in my sleep. How thoughtful.

When I woke up in my dream again, I found myself in a different room. It was really dark except for this window. I was trying to figure out where in the world I was and where Dr. House went when this figure appeared in the window. That crazy chick climbed up the window of whatever room I was in and she was staring at me...rolling pin in hand.

She jumped at me and somehow I crossed her and jumped out the window and slid down a pole. When I got to the bottom, I found myself in a really dark, dreary and pretty sketchy part of a big city. It was also damp. I didn't like that very much. The crazy chick started yelling stuff at me from the window.

At this point I don't remember what all happened in the dream....but the next part I remember was walking down a street with some other chick. It was still dark and cold and sketchy...and we seemed to be walking by a really creepy carnival thing.

"I thought this was supposed to be the happiest place in america" the chick said.
"Well it's not. What can you expect? It's Disney. This place would be a lot better if Pixar made it. Seriously." I replied.

So yeah then I woke up. I don't know what that was all about.

~AM