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It's not what it seems! So, about a decade or so ago, I arrive at my cousin's house and one of them is going on about the 10th Kingdom. Then she puts it in the DVD player and I was treated to some of the best 417 minutes of television that I've ever seen. It's one of those magical films/TV series that comes along in a great while and just blow everything else out of the water. The story is like this: Virginia Lewis lives with her father in an apartment near Central Park where her father is a repairman. She works full time as a waitress at some fancy restaurant. She's pretty ordinary until one day she hits a dog with her bicycle on the way to work. The dog is actually a prince who has been transformed by his wicked stepmother from the Nine Kingdoms, a magical world where every fairytale happened two hundred years ago. He's being chased by trolls (the three bungling children of the Troll King) and a big bad wolf (named, creatively, Wolf). Since the dog

It started so well... So, the last time I wrote about Game of Thrones , I'd read the first book and watched the first season of the TV Series. Since then I've gotten halfway through the third book, thoroughly spoiled myself on the whole book series, watched all four seasons and been pretty happy about what I've seen and read. I mean, this is one series that I'm not really... passionate about. No, I like it. I love  the political manuevering of all the characters and the plots within plots. However, I went into the series knowing that there would be deviations. If Peter Jackson had to cut Tom Bombadil from The Lord of the Rings , then anything can get cut from any series. If Frozen  can be so wildly different from the The Snow Queen , then any adaption is up for grabs. If people can still deny that 50 Shades of Gray  is a bad Twilight fanfiction with search-an-replace names when every historical record of the book says that's how it started, then I have no

Two weeks ago the world lost a fine comedian. Robin Williams was a recovered or recovering alcoholic (details shaky there), a brilliant comedian and actor, a man so talented at improvising, he blew a lot of people away. Mara Wilson talks on her blog (Mara Wilson Writes Stuff) about how Robin Williams was always trying to make her laugh while they were on set. He may have been diagnosed with Parkinson's. He probably suffered from depression or some mental illness. He was a human; though he was a rich and famous human which makes all the difference in this world because his fame and fortune led to everyone knowing about his suicide. Which is funny. The end of the Summer of 2014, the two hot topics with celebrities are the ALS challenge and Robin Williams' suicide. Meanwhile, a little over a year ago, my uncle committed suicide and it was one of the loneliest feelings in the world. Don't get me wrong. My whole family seemed to band together... briefly in our g

Well... this doesn't look like the Girl Quest Fantasy I've been looking for! Well... I saw this movie... And I listend to the music... And I cried at the appropriate parts... And I kind of predicted that either Hans would end up being a douche-ass or a pushover and he turned out to be a douche-ass... This wasn't what I wanted. It was kind of what I needed, but not really... I'm not really sure what it was besides "good" since a lot of people liked it and it turned into this huge thing where people were making "Let It Go" youtube videos and mash-ups and parodies and everything else under the sun. I even wrote my own verses to "Do You Want to Build a Snowman?" and sent it to my cousin. They were called, "Do You Want to Write a Story?". She didn't. So... What to say? Well, this WASN'T girl-quest fantasy.  Instead this was a story about sisters. It was a good  story about sisters and family and true-

I haven't done a proper Doctor Who Review since September 18, 2013. That's over eleven months and counting now. And I'm sorry for that. I'm so, so sorry. I sort of got stuck at this silly serial called The Macra Terror and it turned into a kind of block that I repeatedly tried to get past, but I stayed stuck right there. It's a weird group of episodes and I don't know if I'm ever going to get past it, but when I do, the Doctor Who Reviews will restart and go back into weekly service. Until then, if you want some Doctor Who Reviews done fairly well that go through the old series, Diamanda Haggan on Channel Awesome/That Guy With the Glasses had a pretty good series that makes a lot of interesting points. So, go over there and watch them since they're faster and better quality than mine and I'll come back with my Doctor Who reviews... when I do. It may be weeks. It may be months. It may be another year. But when I get back, I'll do

Well, in the past few months, I've had a lot to think about, mostly revolving around life, death, escapism, Doctor Who, friendship, loyalty, cruelty, Harry Potter, Doctor Who, autoclaves, work place injuries, low fat diets, sexuality, Doctor Who, unicorns, nature, pets, ferrets, the Ender's Game movie, Doctor Who, aliens, Power Rangers, paint chips, ghosts, Doctor Who, Agrippina the Younger, Game of Thrones, American Horror Story, Frozen, the British Royal family, sanity, what makes people insane, schizophrenia, what makes people homicidal, homicide, Doctor Who... You know, a lot of things. Most of it did involve Doctor Who and I'll give you my reviews of the 50th anniversary special and the Christmas Special, and Frozen, and everything else in a timely manner. I'm going to have to go into overdrive to get this blog back fully online. I've got movies and books to review, opinions to express, story ideas to work on, and by New Years, a new fictional blog to star

You've been pretty irresponsible, Mum! So... I haven't made a post in nearly a year... That was very bad of me. Very, very bad... I have an explanation! See, real life can sometimes be a real pain in the ass and I had one hell of a year. First, me an my roommate had a falling out. Second, my gallbladder went bad and had to be removed. Third, I became severely depressed about the two previous things as well as my uncle's death mentioned in previous posts. Then, I just didn't feel like doing anything  anymore. I just wanted to eat, sleep, go to work, and hope life would end soon because it was sucking more and more. Finally, I was stuck in the same job position for MONTHS and it was driving me steadily insane when I knew I had so much more to offer. Well, I am now living in the house I grew up in.  I have been promoted to Specialty Processing Technician at work. I have a pet dog named Isaac, pictured above. My family tossed my dead uncle off a mou