A stinkin’ odd question

The scene: junior high gym.

The crowd: a group of newly minted 7th graders sitting on the bleachers.

The time: first day of gym class in the big pond known as junior high.

The main actor: the gym teacher.

Gym teacher:  (paraphrase) Listen, you aren’t in grade school anymore.  You’re getting older.  You have to start taking care of yourself.   You have to shower after each gym class.  (verbatim)  Because the only one who can’t smell your body odor is…you.

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I could do that. Possibly. Maybe. Maybe not.

On Monday (seems like a year ago) I shared my secret childhood career goal.  Actually, I shared two.

Today I will share my adult career goal.  It also contains a warning or a word of wisdom to the younger generation.

My dream job would to be a part of the Mythbuster family.  How cool would that be?  Show up to work and try to debunk modern myths?  Coolest.  Job.  Ever.

There’s just one small problem.  One little hiccup in the get-up.  I stink at science.  This leads to the word of wisdom to you young-uns:  Science can lead to cool careers.  Pay attention in school.  Learn stuff.  The boring stuff.  The stuff you don’t think will come in handy later.  It does.  And it pays better than (oh say) data entry jobs where you are stuck in front of a computer all day while your soul is sucked out bit by bit into the monitor.  Just sayin.

It’s kinda too late for me.  If I had a job at Mythbusters I could smile and nod at the explanation.  But when they start describing how they are going to test the theory, well, that’s where I get a bit lost.  I still could smile and nod, mind you, but that’s about it.  In other words, if Mythbusters decided to hire me today I’d be nothing more than eye candy.  A smile.  A nod.  And I’d be impressed with every trick they pulled out from their sleeve.

So, if they are looking for a Vanna – I’m that girl.  If they are looking for a smarty pants to actually explain science stuff – eh.  Guess it will be me and data entry for the rest of my life.

Mythbusters

Childhood dreams

What did you want to be when you grew up?  The very first ambition or dream?

I’ll tell you my first goal in life.  Okay, my second dream.  According to my mom, my first career goal was to be a mail lady.  I know, I know.  Big dreams for a little tyke.  Apparently too lofty of an aim for a small town kid from Wyoming because I never achieved the desired success of being able to deliver mail.  Sad to say, I am not a mail lady.

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Does this really sound like a good idea?

photo courtesy the web

photo courtesy the web

The other day I read an article  suggesting a Hunger Games theme park may be in the works.  For details, click here.

So, let me get this straight.  Somebody somewhere read the book or watched the movie all about kids being put in a life or death Gladiator situation and thought, “Hmm, that would make a cool family attraction.”

Then this person presented the idea to a group of people who said, “Yeah, this could work!”  I am so curious about that power point presentation but also terrified of it just a little bit.

Is it something I would pay money to go to?  At this time, I’d have to say I’ll pass.  No thank you.  Na-uh.  No possible way.  You first.

What are your thoughts?

More Hunger Games?

The Hunger Games meets… by ck

Yes, I am Ms. Cranky Pants by ck

I think I’ll spend some time outside tomorrow by ck

What the hey?!

Dear WordPress,

I apologize for whatever I have done to cause you to punish me.  Trust me when I say that whatever offense I have committed was not intentional.  Please, let me know what I can do to regain my lost view for October 16, 2013.

All of a sudden, I lost a view!  Down to 166 views.  How is that possible?!

All of a sudden, I lost a view! Down to 166 views. How is that possible?!

Highest view 167 views

Highest view 167 views

Not to risk you taking away more of my views, I have to say this form of punishment is not cool, man.  Not cool, at all.

But please don’t take anymore away from me.  In general, I have so few views as it is.

Sincerely,

ck

I pay attention to my stats a lot

I may be a cheater – but I blame 9 by ck

Why I must write by ck

so there might be a chance I exhibit some OCD tendencies by ck

to like or not to like by ck

I will be happy by ck

Want some Thor?

thor posterI went to the movie theater this weekend to see Thor.  So, you know what that means, right?  Get ready for a whole list of spoiler alerts.  If you are planning on seeing the movie, you may want to skip to the end where I give my unprofessional opinion if you should spend your hard earned money and go see it.  If you’re like me and read the spoiler alerts to determine if it’s a worthwhile choice, by all means, read on.

First off, I’m not a comic book reader.  This trend we have in which the comic book readers of the world (formerly known as nerds) are taking over the world of entertainment is educating me fast.  For example, I learned this summer that there is a difference between DC comics and Marvel.  DC (the creator of Superman) has no humor.  It’s as dry as the Wyoming desert I call home.  In contrast, Marvel movies have humor.  And a cameo by Stan Lee (unfortunately, no relation).  For the record, I like humor.

Thor delivered with light-hearted humor sprinkled in the movie.  It makes all the destruction a little easier to watch when jokes are interlaced throughout.  As usual, resident bad-boy Loki delivered his lines in a way that almost made us forget he is completely evil.

lokiSpeaking of Loki, I have to give credit to the actor, Tom Hiddleston.  (Here comes a huge spoiler alert) when he received his comeuppance both Bubba and I said, “Ohhh.”  Hello? He caused a lot of destruction in the first two movies and one grand act made us switch sympathies.  I wonder what this actor is like in real life.   It’s just that he plays diabolical so well – what happens when he walks the streets in his hometown?  Or what is he like at home?  I also wonder the same thing about Helena Bonham Carter.  I would expect her children toe the line.  If she were my mom, I know I would.  No offense but she plays creepy well.

But I digress.

Loki once again provided not only the evil but also a lot of the humor in the movie.

There always comes a time during a Marvel movie when I think, “Ok, we are about done.”  Only to find out, nope.  There’s more fighting to come.  This was no different.  The fighting scenes seem to last a very long time and do their best to destroy every part of scenery possible.  During the final battle scene I couldn’t help but think, “Isn’t this a good time to call in the other Avengers?”  But Thor took on the bad guys all by himself.  Luckily for earth he won.  I thought it was a rather risky endeavor though.  I wouldn’t have forgiven him if he lost.

As I mentioned before, I am not a comic book reader.  However, Thor has become my favorite superhero.  I mean, have you seen Chris Hemsworth?  As Dr. Jane Foster said in the first movie about his look, “It works.”  To be honest, this movie could have been as dry as Superman and I still would have recommended it.  That’s a lie.  Superman was a little too dry.  Part of Thor’s charm is his smile. Sigh.  I just have one complaint, Mr. Hemsworth is originally from Australia.  When he hosted FX’s Superhero Sunday he spoke with his native drawl.  I see nothing wrong with a Norse God speaking with an Australian accent.  Just saying.

So, would I recommend this movie?  Oh yeah.

Don’t forget, Marvel movies have tag scenes at the end of the very long roll of credits.  I chose not to wait for it this time.  Can anyone help me out and tell me the final scene? (Also, something I learned this summer, DC movies DO NOT HAVE TAG SCENES.  So you waste your time if you wait through them).

Other reviews:

How many times can I watch 2012 this year? by ck

Just don’t think about it that much by ck

Back when Disney got it right by ck

Time flies when you’re on IMDB by ck

Just one little reason why I prefer not to live in NYC by ck

The Sixth Sense: Is it just me?

photo courtesy the web

photo courtesy the web

The movie “The 6th Sense” was on television.  It’s been awhile since I’ve seen it so I watched it.

Every time I watch it though it freaks me out for days afterward.  I always wonder if I’m actually dead and just don’t know it.  Are people really interacting with me?

So far, I have not met Haley Joel Osment (whatever happened to that kid?) so I guess I’m safe.

Since this was a shorty today, here’s more:

Usurpation on Facebook by ck

Accidental FBF by ck

The power of suggestion by ck

Top 10 reasons to live alone

  1. You always have control of the remote.  Which also means you have no one to blame when you lose it.
  2. Nobody has to witness when you enter your once a year get fit phase.  Which means nobody is giggling on the couch while you exercise to tv fitness programs.
  3. Related to the cycle mentioned in number two – no one is around when you give up on your fitness phase and enter your ‘time to eat’ phase of the cycle.  Which means nobody will witness your weird food combinations like OJ and pizza… at 3:00am.
  4. Nobody questions what you said when you stub your toe.  Which means nobody is around when you pass out from realizing it may be broken – that might be a problem.
  5. Want a PJ day?  No problem!  No one will question why you’re still in bed at 5:30pm.  Which means you could literally slip off the planet and no one would notice – right away anyway – but yay for independence!
  6. You could spend the day watching ABC Family and not have to defend your viewing choice.  Which means your life is kinda pathetic – but nobody will know.
  7. You can dance to the radio the same way you danced in junior high.  Which means you should get out more.
  8. Want to wear bright green sweats with a yellow shirt?  No problem!  Which means you won’t be leaving your house that day.
  9. Don’t feel like cleaning today?  Wait until tomorrow.  Which means eventually you’re going to have a lot of work to do.
  10. Accidently leave Facebook on all day?  You don’t have to worry about discovering your status reads something witty like “I like the smell of my own gas.”  Which means you are responsible for the content of all your posts – including the ones you post at 1:00am when you awaken from a deep sleep and think you’re being funny (you’re not).

Other top 10 lists:

Top 10 reasons to live in Wyoming by ck

Top 10 scriptures by ck