So there was this flying hippo with a machine gun and then . . .

So I'm watching an episode of Eureka right now about dreams, and it got me thinking about the weird dreams I've been having lately. Now, I'm not one of those people who use dreams as ideas for my writing (yet) or I'd write really weird books. Okay, weirder than they already are. But why do we dream what we dream?

I know dreams are supposed to be a way of dealing with the days events, but sometimes they don't make sense to a point where I'm wondering 'what kind of crazy day did I have anyway?'

I used dreams as a major plot point in The White City. Lock's dreams are prophetic because of his unprotected jaunts into the astral world. While I don't think my dreams are prophetic (although that would be cool) I have had déjà vu dreams. It's always disconcerting to have something happen that I've done in a dream. What does that mean?

I wish I knew.

It's not called 'The Happy Rainbow Knight,' now is it?

So, like the rest of the world, I saw 'The Dark Knight.' I'm not going to gush about how much I loved Health Ledger as the Joker (although I really did!). I want to tell all of those people out there who think the movie is too violent and should be rated R to protect the kiddies to shut up.

Yes. I told you to shut up. If you don't think it ought to be rated R, I probably like you.

Okay, the movie is rated PG-13. That means it is suitable for anyone over the age of (drum roll please) 13! Do not take a 7-year-old to this movie! It is not meant for kids. The film was never marketed towards kids, so I'm not sure where parents got the idea it would be okay for them to see it. Watch the trailer, then tell me if that's a kids movie. Is it? No. Now stop complaining.



Batman is a vigilante. In the original comics he kills people and feels virtually no remorse. The Joker is a psychopath. That's who these characters are. If you want to expose your children to this, go ahead. Just don't complain after the fact. It's not Hollywood's fault for making the film. It's your fault for taking your damn kid to see it in the first place.

Okay, now I can go back to day dreaming about making pencils disappear. . . .

Dr. Horrible Musical! Just watch it!

Did you like Firefly? Of course you did. If not, get the hell out of my blog!

Good, now that they're gone we can continue.

There is something of equal awesomeness available for one week only (and totally free and legal) here! Joss Whedon has done it again. A musical about a supervillain (yes it's as cool as it sounds). Go watch now! Then spread the word! The world must know!

*begins designing freeze ray*

Ever wonder where your creativity comes from? I have, and I think I know the answer. My mom. She's not your typical creative type, I guess. No writing or drawing or anything like that. She's a teacher which requires creativity of a different kind. Planning lessons and stuff like that is hard work. And I think my creativity came from her because she never squashed my ideas. Instead, she was the fertile ground in which they could take root in and grow. You see, my mom loves to make things up, and I just carried it to a new level. She likes to play practical jokes on people and see what she can get them to believe (I do too), but I also create worlds brimming with characters (hopefully believable) and situations that unfold. Stories both, in their own ways. Who knows what I'd be without my mom's encouragement. An account? Eek! I'm going to go thank her now. . .