Thursday, June 24, 2010

The Seven Year Witch

On June 24, 2003, I looked out the window of my downtown Houston office just in time to see a giant, flamingo-shaped balloon drift lazily by. After processing the sureality of the moment, I thought, "You know, I should really write this down."

And with that, I officially entered the blogosphere.

Happy Anniversary, Loyal Strifemongers. I may not be the greatest or most prolific of writers, but I'll be damned if I don't have the best readers.

Seriously, thanks so much for sticking around. You guys totally complete me.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Quote o' the Moment - I want to be a Satyr

"The God of Wild Places disappeared two thousand years ago... A sailor off the coast of Ephesos heard a mysterious voice crying out from the shore, 'Tell them the great god Pan has died!' When humans heard the news, they believed it. They've been pillaging Pan's kingdom ever since. But for the satyrs, Pan was our lord and master. He protected us and the wild places of the earth. We refuse to believe that he died. In every generation, the bravest satyrs pledge their lives to finding Pan. They search the earth, exploring all the wildest places, hoping to find where he is hidden, and wake him from his sleep."

-Rick Riordan

Friday, June 18, 2010

Love to hear the Evn go tweet tweet tweet

I haven't really been hungry for meat over the last couple of days, which means:

1. I'm eating more vegetables than normal (a good thing).

2. The sudden drop in protein and amino acids has caused my Attention Deficit Disorder to spiral wildly out of control (not so much with the good).

Fortunately, Twitter is the perfect outlet for an unexpected attack of ADD. Should any Loyal Strifemongers be interested to see how my brain works when I'm only capable of thinking in disjointed, 140-character bursts, go right on ahead and click here.

Friday, June 11, 2010

Quick Note - I'm officially going to Hell

So I may or may not have just encouraged someone to fake a psychotic break and go on a homicidal rampage, because, and I quote, "You can totally plead temporary insanity after the fact. It's like declaring bankruptcy."

As I understand these things, I'm either a sociopath or an excellent candidate for law school. I leave this decision to my Strifemongers.

Friday, June 04, 2010

This is why I love my friends

Seeing as how my affection for b-rated horror movies is common knowledge, I feel no shame in admitting that Angel Heart is one of my all-time favorite films. I mean, hey, Voodoo, Satanism, gratuitous nudity and Di Nero as the Devil: What's not to love?

Occultism and nipples aside, there's one moment in Angel Heart that never fails to crack me up. It's a scene between Margaret Krusemark (played by Charlotte Rampling) and Harry Angel (played by a steamy Mickey Rourke, before he had his eyebrows surgically repositioned to the top of his head):

Margaret - "Do you want some tea?"

Harry - "Oh, yes. Thank you."

Margaret - "Darjeeling, jasmine or oolong?"

Harry - "Oolong."

Margaret - "Not many people like oolong."

Okay, I know this doesn't seem hilarious at face value, but you have to understand how Rampling, in character, pronounces the word "oolong." She attacks the first syllable with this weird, Creole/generic European accent, so instead of "oolong," it comes out "euhrlong." With that in mind, let's look at the dialogue again:

Margaret - "Do you want some tea?"

Harry - "Oh, yes. Thank you."

Margaret - "Darjeeling, jasmine or euhrlong?"

Harry - "Oolong."

Margaret - "Not many people like euhrlong."

Okay, okay, so nobody thinks this is funny but me. Regardless, it's a memorable scene, fraught with Tension and Symbolism. Okay, so it's not. But it makes me giggle, and that's what counts.

All that aside, my compatriot Veles and his co-Witch Aithne are staying at my place for the next few days. As they were settling in last night, I asked if they'd like some tea.

"Sure," Veles said. "What kind do you have?"

"Well, let's see," I replied, digging through my pantry. "I've got green tea, Irish Breakfast, chamomile and... euhrlong."

And then (I swear I'm not making this up), Veles and Aithne screamed, in perfect unison, "OH MY GOD, ANGEL HEART IS THE BEST MOVIE EVER."

Keepers? I vote yes.