Normally I don't really care that people jump onto the bandwagon of cool shows/movies/book series once they get popular, that's fine. Gets more fans for stuff, so its all good. But, if you are gonna be talking about said things at least try hard to know what you are talking about.
There's a group circulating the internet about getting Nathan Fillion the rights to Firefly so that he can resurrect the television series. I saw this show from day one and loved it. The network it was on did kinda hose us by not showing all the episodes and even then the ones they did show they aired out of order. Anyway, people in this group have been making comments, such as bringing Walsh back from the dead (as he died in the movie) and one lady even named her baby Anara. Dudes. Really? It's WASH, no 'L', and INARA, with an I.
This takes me back to when I went to see Harry Potter and the Dealthy Hallows Part 1 in the theatre. I went to the 1:00 AM showing hoping for a somewhat empty theatre. It was kinda empty but my husband and I had a set of two girls sitting in front of us. They were quiet, so I was fine. So, MadEye Moody dies and they mention his name, stating that he didn't make it and the girls in front of us look at eachother and say, "Who's Moody?" This got my nerves going, I'm not gonna lie. I let is slide and then later Dobby is mentioned and again the girls are puzzled and start whispering back and forth, trying to figure out who this person is. They did this several more times throughout the movie. I was livid, to say the least. I totally get that some people don't want to/like to read novels, especially when there are seven in the series. That's fine. But when you go to a movie... and it is the seventh in a series of movies, watch the other six. And if you were a total dumbass and didn't watch the previous movies, do not sit there talking during the current one. It really grates on the nerves of everyone around you, especially when you have the misfortune of sitting in front of someone who gets so worked up about Harry Potter some people might call it 'rabid'.
I got my revenge on the talking girls. Once the credits started to roll I turned to my little sister and loudly discussed with her all the deaths that occur in the final installment and how these deaths go down. The two girls got appalled looks on their faces and even shot me some dirty glances. I was proud of myself.
Read the books or watch the previous movies. Know how to spell the names of television show characters that you claim to be obsessed over.
Do. Your. Homework.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Muahahahaaa!!!
This is my first blog. Ever. Unless you count Livejournal, but that was back in my school days, when I was younger and little more stupid than I am now.
Anyway, I chose YES on the setting option about adult content because I am never quite sure what will bother people. I don't really care about what people think but it does wear on the soul after a while when people constantly bitch about content they don't like that you post. However, an Adult Content warning still won't always clue certain people in on what they are about to see. For instance, I have a very tasteful photo of a glass, knobbly, curved pink dildo in one of my FB albums. This album has on it a warning that there is adult material contained within, and that I don't wanna hear any bitching if someone is offended after having been warned. Of course this still happens occasionally. wtf. If you don't think you will be able to handle adult material don't bother looking. Or, if you are offended, don't be a total douche bag about it and send me messages, whining about how gross I am for posting such photos. Be an adult and suck it up. Fucking losers.
The aforementioned photo, by the way, was part of a series I did for a project. My photography instructor loved them, I was overjoyed. This joy, I have no problem admitting, was furthered even more by how offended some of the other students got at seeing it on the huge projection screen -- especially because it was preceeded by a photo of my collection of adult fun time toys - ball gag, flog, leather paddle with heart shaped cutouts, etc. But, it does get really fucking annoying to take a college course and yet still be forced to be surrounded people that havn't grown up and still have freakishly closed minds about everything, especially the creative outlet that is art.
These same loser faces about had a collective aneurism when we did the Body Project. The project was simple - your own body, no clothes. Show as much or as little as you would like. Tons of feet, hands, knee caps, elbows, necks...Some of these were quite stunning, I'm not gonna lie. Anyway, I was the only student to really bare all. . Conservative people should not take college art courses. About 15 people that day saw me in full frontal glory. Blushing pink nipples in the morning sun, back-lit silhouette taken in the shower....All very tasteful, mind you. Nothing vulgar. Took a lot of promting from the instructor for any of those tight asses to give any kind of critiquing, and even then they weren't very forthcoming with comments - good or bad. Almost as if no one in this class had ever seen nipples before.
Grow the fuck up. It's college.
Anyway, I chose YES on the setting option about adult content because I am never quite sure what will bother people. I don't really care about what people think but it does wear on the soul after a while when people constantly bitch about content they don't like that you post. However, an Adult Content warning still won't always clue certain people in on what they are about to see. For instance, I have a very tasteful photo of a glass, knobbly, curved pink dildo in one of my FB albums. This album has on it a warning that there is adult material contained within, and that I don't wanna hear any bitching if someone is offended after having been warned. Of course this still happens occasionally. wtf. If you don't think you will be able to handle adult material don't bother looking. Or, if you are offended, don't be a total douche bag about it and send me messages, whining about how gross I am for posting such photos. Be an adult and suck it up. Fucking losers.
The aforementioned photo, by the way, was part of a series I did for a project. My photography instructor loved them, I was overjoyed. This joy, I have no problem admitting, was furthered even more by how offended some of the other students got at seeing it on the huge projection screen -- especially because it was preceeded by a photo of my collection of adult fun time toys - ball gag, flog, leather paddle with heart shaped cutouts, etc. But, it does get really fucking annoying to take a college course and yet still be forced to be surrounded people that havn't grown up and still have freakishly closed minds about everything, especially the creative outlet that is art.
These same loser faces about had a collective aneurism when we did the Body Project. The project was simple - your own body, no clothes. Show as much or as little as you would like. Tons of feet, hands, knee caps, elbows, necks...Some of these were quite stunning, I'm not gonna lie. Anyway, I was the only student to really bare all. . Conservative people should not take college art courses. About 15 people that day saw me in full frontal glory. Blushing pink nipples in the morning sun, back-lit silhouette taken in the shower....All very tasteful, mind you. Nothing vulgar. Took a lot of promting from the instructor for any of those tight asses to give any kind of critiquing, and even then they weren't very forthcoming with comments - good or bad. Almost as if no one in this class had ever seen nipples before.
Grow the fuck up. It's college.
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