I know I have been bad

I know I have been bad not updating, but trust me unless you find stuff like finding a great bargin on a good brand Shampoo (and lemon grass smelly to boot!) my life this week hasn't been blogworthy.

Just in case you get any ideas Meegs...

When books attack!

I finished "The Dark Tower" several weeks ago. Now nothing big in that, but after investing so long in that book series that was rather heavy and emotionally weighty (yes I know 'weighty' is not a word but bite me!), well anyway, I have not been able to read anything but well... fluff since then.

And I don't mean fluff as in Mills and Boon, Babysitters Club or even my old Chemistry textbooks (my nightmares involve not being able do do a simple and frankly easy empirical formula question).

When I mean fluff I mean shot-em-up redneck wonderland type thrillers by David Robbins. I mean seriously I know these books are not Shakespeare, heck! These books ain't exactly Jackie Collins! They are really really bad.

At the moment I am churning my way through his Endworld/Blade series. Basic post-apocolypic stuff, but it is BAD.

I mean the character, heroes, villians and everybody in between are not just basic cardboard cutout type characters, no! They go beyond that! They are Mickey Mouse Cartoon Sterotype characters! You name a cliché and the book, the characters and the plot will be so sapped up with it, you'll be wiping the book on pancakes!

Per exampla: The 'freedom militia' do a run to post-World War III Las Vegas, which is now currently ruled by the mob - who all where buttoned suits, fedora hats and look and act like Bugsy Malone. And that seriously folks is average in terms of the cartoon sterotypes - Indians gone 'back to their roots' like something out of "Dances with Wolves", Cowboys, Communists, you name it, the cliché is there and thriving like penicillin in a rotting banana.

The 'heroes' are made up of a seven foot guy and a bunch of walking sterotypes - they even have a Ninja! There is the army dude, the indian, the street wise black dude, the cowboy... Seriously if there was a construction worker, you'd have the Village People!

And they 'shoot first ask questions later' in true shoot-em-up style. They'd make the NRA look like the Million Mom March!

Yet, as much as I am gripping about it... I am still reading them, and I don't mean one book... I mean I own about half the series.

Why?

Well they are fast reads - 150-200 pages at best, and frankly I can find them at St. Vinnies for like 50c a double-edition book. So they are cheap to. And frankly they are brain candy - I don't have to think, discuss, or any of that type of crap. I just read and that is basically it.

So am I proud of reading this crap? Not really, but I also really have no problems with it either. Its bad, really bad, and I know it is really bad, but after reading something so heavy, I just needed a break from literature that makes you think.

Eh. C'est La Vie. The boy wizard is coming soon. I'll be onto that anyway. This is just interim stuff.

Yet another creepy crawly moment.

Okay I was taking a shower innocently enough when I saw a smug of brown on the transparent screen seperating the Shower stall from the rest of the bathroom, I thought it was snot so I splashed some water on it.

Well since the screen was so fogged up I couldn't see what it was exactly, but the water cleared up the fog, and it was another spider on the other side of the shower screen!

Argh!

What is it with me and spiders lately! It was only a daddy long-legs, but a big one at that! I jumped practically to the ceiling when I realised what it was.

Daddy Long-Legs are the spiders I actually have no major problems with, but it was big and it was on my shower screen (abietly on the other side of the transparent screen - or otherwise it would've ended down the drain!)

Vor Dem Schloss

Another typical Sunday where I did little and should've done a heck of alot more. Anybody with any ideas for what I can do on my Sundays are greatly welcomed.

I had the most surreal dreams last night, mainly involving a series of books I follow and I going into the book store and seeing on sale (and it was like ultra-low cost sale) dozens of books in the series that I never heard of (and don't exist in reality).

Oh how sometimes I wish that was for real.

Got the original 1960 version of "Little Shop of Horrors" sitting next to me to watch. I bought it at one of those massive DVD warehouse sails back in January but I never got around to watching it. Jack Nicholson's name and face alone takes up half the space on the front cover even though he is only in the movie for a few minutes (he was the sado-masochistic Dental patient that was played by Bill Murray in the 1986 Musical Version).

It is funny that they advertised the movie through him even though his role is really tiny. But this isn't the first time I have scene this done. Normally though I have scene it on ads for various movies that are played on television, even though the actor in question only has one scene at best. A few years ago I remember an advertisement for the showing of "Brewster's Millions" on television and they gave Rick Moranis higher billing then Richard Pryor or John Candy, even though he had maybe two lines in one scene (at the party). I have scene it a few other times normally with X hot star at the moment being heavily advertised even though they are barely in the movie.

Each day is a turn

Had a great chat this evening with Christian about all manor of things - Australian and Dutch history being the big stuff and how the Dutch really did stuff up on Australia. Second only to selling New Amsterdam for Dutch Guyana. Now their was a the bad buy of the millennia (then again since they bought New Amsterdam for a bunch of shiney beads it was sort of karma being a bitch and all).

The converstion evenally got to Tudor England, which is my speciality. I am such a nerd. I know way to much about that period of time.

History can be so much fun.

Happy May Day and pinch and punch for first of month!