When you wish upon a star.... mega star that is....

So yea, for all ya'll that don't know (...and honestly if you don't know then you probably don't know me very well...shame!) I am off to Disneyworld tomorrow and I feel like that kid in that commercial who is too excited to sleep. I mean, me.... Disney freak of all Disney freaks.... going to DISNEYWORLD! Um yea... simma down now.

I am biding my time by downloading movies for the long trip tomorrow and I thought... 'hey, self... you haven't written a blog in a long while.... you should get on that.' And, so I am. But now I am stuck.... I don't know what to write about. There have been many happenings that could spark a blog, it's hard to pick just one. So lets make it a lot of things then! Screw conformity! Be a rebel! Viva La Revolucion!

Numero Uno: Jack Black. May I just say... he is out there. I mean, crazy out there. I guess HBO was in a JB mood yesterday because I watched 'Be Kind...Rewind' and 'Tenacious D in The Pick of Destiny', back to back. I have always felt he was underrated as an actor and have liked him in pretty much anything I have ever seen him in (yes... including 'Shallow Hal'.... but I wont admit it to ANYONE!... whoops, does this count?). I can't imagine myself being able to make it thought movies like that without him. I have heard he is what is called.... retrosexual. It is the antithesis of metrosexual, where men have womanly qualitites and style. He is a throwback to the time of manly men with hairy chests and beer guts. And it is strangely appealing. :) Way to go JB, givin' hope to all the 'real' men out there.

Next on the agenda: American Idol! Oh yea baby! It is back with a vengeance! Kicking A** and taking names! Ok, so I have only seen 1 week and I am going to miss the next two because I am going to be away... oh yea, where? DISNEYWORLD... in case you forgot :). But it is as good of a time as I remember. I am looking forward to the less craptastic embarrassing people and more of the Hollywood drama-splosion (as opposed to Emily's Dance-splosion on her I-pod). Can I seriously hate on the bull honkey of Bikini Girl (and yes, I have used that as a proper noun, because that is now her official name. No one will ever know her differently. Way to make a name for yourself lady!) getting through! The injustice of the world.... I am ashamed. Either way, AI you rock my world and roll me along.

C is for cookie, thats good enough for me: Blindness, I feel as though I have to write this paragraph in the style of the book by Jose Saramago, with no punctuation apart from the occasional comma and no knowing where the breaks are or who is talking and to whom It's as though you are reading blind It is the book that the movie with Julianne Moore was based from and lemme just tell ya that it was very different from anything I have ever read in my life, but good in the same way While I can't say for sure if I understood all of it, Traumatic, Lovely, Insightful human existence at its rawest. Heavy.

SO! All that aside... I hope all of you had a great Christmas, New Year, Holiday, Shopping Season, etc... and Ill be around. Chatting up some perspicacity and jotting down the gist. FYI... my dog is CUTE!

Over and Out! - D

Being Called 'Fringe' is Nothing to be Ashamed of

Ok, so.... I would like to know what anti-aging thing Pacey's got going on because on the new show Fringe, seriously, ... every time Joshua Jackson comes on the screen I am like "I don't wanna wait... for our liiiives to be overrrr....." Who doesn't think he looks exactly the same? What is up with that (if you couldn't hear what that sounded like in my head... I was doing a Seinfeld impersonation... I am that cool). I guess I am glad that he and Mathew Fox made it out of Teen Drama syndication no-man's land and into the very cool J.J. Abrams creations that are Lost and Fringe.

I will save my Lost discussion for another time and another place (did anyone catch that subtle hint... ok, maybe only the true lost fans) because I would like to touch on my new fixation with the show Fringe. Lets go back 3 months to when I had been seeing commercial promos for the pilot... oh... i dunno... every 5 minutes on FOX while watching So You Think You Can Dance (Yes, I do watch and love that show... what now?). Yea, they were really pumping the show. And honestly... all I could think was... 'Hey, Isn't that the guy that went to visit Hurley in the mental hospital?'


Yea... I know... It's a conspiracy man.... I will let you ponder about that a little more in silence....








Back to my observations on the show... So, I was thinking that, ok... J.J. Abrams has made me pretty happy with Lost... and even though I could have done without the mind jarring motion sickness I got in Cloverfield (I highly suggest some strong Dramamine before taking that one on), he makes some interesting stuff... and I was all in. The Pilot premiered on a night that I was at Disneyland (my second home for those who don't know) and it sat on my DVR for days before I got SO bored with my re-runs of John & Kate Plus 8 and Diners, Drive-Ins & Dives, that I fatefully pressed my play button. Ka-Chow, It created feeling in me that I myself didn't understand. Alright... a bit dramatic... but it was good. Kinda reminded me of a Lost/X-Files Hybrid. Murder, Mystery, and Melodramatics. The recipe for a good prime time show.

And you wanna know what my favorite part is? The fact that they tell you how long the commercials are going to be! I want to shake that man's hand... because now when it tells me 'Fringe will be back in 90 seconds', it's just 3 swift clicks of my 30 second jump on the remote and I am all back into the show. No more hovering over the play button and missing 1-3 seconds at the beginning of each break. The pressures of being responsible for the remote have now dropped by at least 44.9% (give or take a few points).

If you feel like kicking back and taking in a few conspiracy theories then Fringe is where it's at. I will see you there Tuesday nights at 9 (or maybe not because honestly, who watches live TV anymore..).

Do what you want, dig what you do, 'cause that's what life is all about. D Out.