The good the bad and the Rottweiler....?

I seem to have lost about 6 months of posts so I apologize.  If I recover them, I'll repost.  Lets see if this one 'sticks'.

We all know I read and watch "strange" things.  I Love the supernatural/fantasy/sci-fi stories.  So it's never a surprise when they somehow integrate into my dreams. 

There was a type of supernatural civil war.  Each side was trying to wipe the other out.  Light vs Dark, tale as old as time. 

At first I thought it was about the Fae but it seemed to be all supernatural beings.  But there was definitely a distinct Light vs Dark.  The Dark wanted to conquer and enslave the Earth, the Light wanted harmony.  The Dark was winning, the Light was driven into hiding to survive.  

At some point we are summoned to a council where one of the heroes is there with news.  This has to end.  The universe needs balance.  There is no Dark without the Light.  He will go on a mission to the Dark to work out a truce to save us all.  

What no one seemed to understand is if the Light and Dark destroyed each other, the world would die. Humans, animals, all of the Earth would cease to exist. 

The mission of peace failed.  The hero and his team were killed before they could deliver the message to the queen.  The Light was disbanded and went further into hiding.  I was in a human apartment in New York City with 3 friends.  A vampire, werewolf, and Fae Prince "in waiting". I was some sort of human fae mix but was part of the Light.   The "prince" was our mission, he needed to be kept safe....he was the Dark Queen's son but didn't agree with how the Dark had become so he fled to the Light for safety. 

We were cooking dinner in the apartment, cutting up and having fun despite the circumstances.  We were making steaks and teasing the werewolf about wanting his steak raw.  He said it's how he keeps his physique which resulted in extensive laughter.  We ended up in the bathroom lined up in front of the mirror comparing "abs" which the werewolf, had like...an ab.  Not fat just not defined.  This is the point where I recognized him.  It was Nathan Fillion.  But like him, not him as a character.  Apparently he'd always been a wolf and kept it hidden from "hollywood".  It was such an odd addition to the dream....

While we were cutting up a perimeter alarm went off i.e. a chihuahua was like "Yo I hear something".  We were still shirtless (I had a sports bra on) so we scrambled to get our "get the f**k ou bags" and get the Prince out.  The 3 of them managed to get out the "secret" door but I tripped trying to grab the chihuahua.  I managed to push him through and re-hide the door before the front door blew open.  I tried to hide but it was no use I was found by a Rottweiler and dragged out.  

He was shockingly gentle but I was terrified, this was the queen's pet which means she came herself to take or kill her son.  As I came face to face with the enemy I could only hope they made it out of the building before her army got here.  

She lifted me by neck and threw me on the couch.  Before I could blink she was sitting on top of me pinning me down.  I managed to wriggle free and tried to run but was thrown to the ground.  We grappled back and forth but she was full fae and I was not as strong.  I somehow managed to pin her on couch like she'd had me before.  I was trying to get her to listen to me.  But she was spewing angry words of hate and disgust.  She hated me especially since I was a half breed.  

I managed to cover her mouth and said "just listen!  This isn't about you and me.  It's not about you and your son.  Stop acting like you are on a talk show.  This isn't f**king Oprah!" 

When I said that the Rottie attacked me.  I distinctly remember the teeth sinking into my wrist.  I screamed but got free.  I was losing the fight trying to hold her down and fight off a pissed off dog.  She pulled my hand away and gave a command and the dog stopped.  I was holding my wrist fighting back tears and said "please just listen.  The Universe NEEDS balance.  There is no Dark without the Light.  If you kill us all you will die too! The Earth will die and life will cease to exist! We have to stop"

She sat up inhumanely fast.  She had fangs dripping blood, face no longer the beautiful queen *WTF the queen of the Dark doesn't have fangs*.  She was holding me close to her face, mouth by my ear and said "the dead don't want to kill you, we want to breed you, harvest you, and eat you."

I remember realizing the Dark was no longer the Dark as we knew them.  They weren't the opposite to the Light.  They were never bad just the Ying to the Yang....but these weren't that, these were bloodthirsty monsters who only lived to consume. As she sank her teeth into my shoulder and tore my skin from the bone, I woke up...screaming.  

Game of Tantrums

This wont be long.  I just....after last weeks blow up about the night being too dark and this weeks "OMG this season's writing sucks" I can't understand anymore. 

Look everyone is entitled to their opinion...that's fine but why can't people watch the f**king last few episodes of this epic series and be happy?!?!?!  We aren't all going to agree with how it should end but JFC get a grip you f**king whiny b**ches!

Sorry...that's rude but COME ON Y'ALL!  I can be just as critical as the next but I have a sinking feeling all you recently self nominated TV Show Critics are deflecting.  You are angry the show is ending.  You are angry we had to wait so long for the final season.  You are angry its only a few episodes.  Basically you are angry.  But get off your high horse and just enjoy the ride. 

For f**ks sake.  It hasn't followed the books in a while, so quit that crap.  It's a creative baby of certain peeps.  Yes you can have thoughts on how it should be written, filmed, edited, whatever but you don't have the authority to change it...so what do you want/expect to happen???

I can't anymore with the "the night battle was too dark".  Are you effing kidding me?  Yea yea okay it was totally dark but I had zero issues with my viewing (although I laughed at all the memes).  Ya know why?  Because I know it was shot dark on PURPOSE!  It was a f**king night battle not the High Noon Battle...NIGHT BATTLE with the NIGHT KING... You were supposed to feel like you were there.  Be confused just like the characters.  You were in the battle you whiny tw@ts!  So yea you couldn't see $hit because you weren't meant to.  You were meant to be left confused because it was a slaughter! 

An I know most of the main characters survived...and I know in earlier seasons even main characters weren't safe but I also know this is ending...they are setting up the ending...let's just hope its a heart wrenching, jaw dropping ending that none of us saw coming but not one that makes us pissy...er.

Moving on... this week...why was it so bad?  Because Jon can't keep a secret?  Or because no one in Westeros can keep a secret (nothing new there)?  Or just because you wanted to see them be different?  I dunno anymore.  There is no pleasing y'all.  Yes, I know some things don't sit well with the superfans.  And I get it but it's a TV Show based...somewhat on a book series.  One that has an incredible cast, an addictive story, well developed characters, and **wait for it** a fairly unique story that can be appreciated by more than just fans of the books. 

Again I understand some of the gripes but y'all need to chill.  Our favorite Epic Fantasy Live Action Show is coming to an end.  Instead of tearing it to pieces, immerse yourself in what's left and try to enjoy the fun.  It's almost over........

Sorry...wasn't meaning to be rude but I just...I don't understand the excessive criticism...

Somethings just stick with you...like herpes

I kid I kid...but really...don't play with herpes, that is the gift that keeps on giving.  I don't know that personally but I have friends and they...well they regret somethings.  Moving on!

I love movies, right?  Right!  I have a soft spot of sci-fi and fantasy, right?  Right!

With that said I can't believe how much I still without a doubt absolutely LOVE the original Jurassic Park.  The music, the special effects, the acting, the f**king dinosaurs!  That movie...THAT MOVIE is one of my all time favs.

The new one is coming out soon and I am sure I will like it a lot but nothing...NOTHING will ever compare to the original. 

When I hear the music, I get chills!

This scene slays me every time! I can hear the roar in my mind!

Its so real.  In that moment, sitting in a dark theater in 1993, suddenly dinosaurs were alive again.  It stoked the embers of my imagination...it was amazing!  And still, today when I watch this movie I get chills.  Its so real.  Everything is so real.  Its so believable that a lot of times I dream about dinosaurs afterwards.

Granted its usually me trying to escape raptors but its cool...right?  My point is this movie stands the test of time.  It set a standard and will forever be one of my all time favorite movies.

F**KING CHILLS MAN!

Not to mention Jeff Goldblum...What is it about him in this movie ...DAMN SON!

"Life...uh...finds a way."

Clever girl...

Damn, I love this movie!

This is weird, right?

So I got an email this morning from GearXS.  And I just...what?

For one, they are licking air...there is NOTHING in the bowl and it looks weird.  Is this a Photoshop FAIL???  Lets take this pic of a random dog drinking and this pic of a cat drinking and put them next to our EMPTY "talking" bowl...voila, this will make us MILLIONS!

So of course I clicked on it because my curiosity got the best of me....

My evil side came out and I thought of all the ways myself and my loving husband can use this thing to freak the other one out!!!  Or use this thing to freak the dogs/cats out.  Because we are that mature in my household.  The possibilities are endless! 

Honestly I think my dogs would get REALLY pissed off.  They'd hear my voice 2 or 3 times and then destroy the bowl because "mom, God! You are so annoying!!!  I know I'm a good boy.  I just want some f**king water.  OMG stop chanting in Latin...your scaring Speedy!"

I wonder if you can switch it off?  Because with my luck I would record myself saying "Christo!" or "Preciousssssss" or some other psycho line from (Insert Fandom of Choice), so when my cat went to drink at 3AM I would hear that screamed from my living room.  I'd scare myself and probably have to peel my cat off the ceiling. 

I saw the price and REALLY considered purchasing it...that is more than 1/2 off!!! And FREE Shipping...It is a STEAL!

But alas I shall not purchase.  One because why on Earth would I want a recording of my voice playing every time the animals drink (yes, they miss me but this is WEIRD!) and B or two there is a reason it is more half off, right?  Maybe it is defective...maybe it only has one volume which would cause our ears to bleed...MAYBE it is a portal to another dimension and we would start hearing OTHER voices recorded...maybe it is sentient, sent by Skynet to spy on us and turn our furry companions against us!  I just can't take that chance. And I really need to layoff the Sci-Fi/Fantasy but lets be honest...that's not going to happen.

Someone else purchase this for my amusement!!!!!

P.S. I found another use for my tag "what would Satan do" *muahahaha*

I'm becoming an Alchemist...maybe...not really...

What is Alchemy?

The medieval forerunner of chemistry, based on the supposed transformation of matter. 

It was concerned particularly with attempts to convert base metals 

into gold or to find a universal elixir.

But what do I think of when I hear (or think of) Alchemy?  I think of Mistborn.  Yes, I read that series...yes I will be reading the follow up series...I LOVED the books.  Vin is my superhero.   With that said maybe I am thinking I am becoming a Mistborn but with essential oils...hmmm. 

What brought this thought process on?  Well I was reading an article about essential, essential oils (hehehe).  Now I just started really dabbling with oils.  Mainly because I have weird skin and have noticed when I use more natural products my skin behaves.  Also gardening...I hate using pesticides but I would like to harvest my veggies BEFORE the bugs feast on them.  Well I learned, with A LOT of research, that essential oils can help with that.  

So I started small, using Tea Tree Oil (Melaleuca) to make my own cleaner.  It smells medicinal but you get used to it and now I associate the smell with clean (psychology).  Then I learned it can be used as a bug deterrent (be careful, if you spray too much or don't dilute it right, the sun will react with the oil and burn your plants).  I used it for the first time last year on my plants and had the best harvest ever!  It kept away most of the creepy crawlers that damage the garden but I had to be careful not to overuse because then the good bugs go away and you get no harvest.  It saved my plants from spider mites (those things are EVIL) and stink bugs (a pet of the dark lord).   Just remember with Tea Tree Oil you not only have to make sure you dilute it properly for your own safety BUT if you have pets, they should NOT ingest it.  So just be cautious.  

Anyway, back to my point.  Alchemy or Mistborn...I am taking something that occurs in nature to help with ailments, etc and mixing it with other oils and substances.  A Mistborn (Alchemist) "burns" metals to basically give themselves super powers...same thing right?  Hahaha.  I mean if I suddenly can leap tall buildings because I use/ingest a specific essential oil that would be awesome (highly unlikely but awesome).  Alchemy (the "real" thing) combines metals and other substances (like in Chemistry) to "create" NEW substances.  If I mix two oils, I get a new product (sort of) with different medicinal or cleaning properties than just each individual oil.  I mean they are still Lavender and Tea Tree or whatever (not a new substance all together) but something in my brain is making this connection and I feel unusually powerful for some reason.  

Or maybe I am reading too much Science Fiction/Fantasy.  But honestly, is there really such a thing as too much Sci-Fi/Fantasy...? 

I just geeked out so bad...my co-workers think I am insane

I live in NOLA (well near enough).  I am a Mardi Gras nut, I love it!  I go to as many parades as I can...which because I am a responsible adult isn't as many as I'd like.  I am a sci-fi/fantasy nerd....how the hell have I not attended the Krewe of Chewbacchus parade?!?!?!  I've heard of it in passing but apparently my brain didn't register what it was. 

It is fandom meet Mardi Gras.  Whovians and Trekkies and Star Wars Freaks, oh my!  I cannot contain my glee.  I mean I want to go so bad I will go by myself if I have to just to see it all.  It seems everything is basically homemade.  Just the costumes alone, what?!?  And apparently the throws are all unique as well.  Whatever you want essentially.  The Krewe du Who has fully functional Face of Boe and I saw this year they have a full scale remote control TARDIS and The Moment.  Seriously, inhuman noises were coming from me as I read!  But obvi it is not all Who stuff.  It is all fandoms and sub genres and all things geeky/nerdy...oh my God I love it and I haven't seen it yet.

My fav thing is the the annual fee to be a member is $42.  Yea that's right, they did that.  I have no idea how long they've been around but it can't be that long...am I that out of touch?!!?!?  For goodness sake it is call "Intergalactic Krewe of Chewbacchus" this year's theme is "The Cult of the Sacred Drunken Wookiee"  I am dying!!!!

"Good News Everyone"

You read that in his voice, didn't you? Hahahahaha.  Anyway, I realized this morning that my car has a cloaking device!  I've joked before that I think I bought a transformer because my car has personality (not possessed just prissy) or possibly the chameleon circuit started working again and I bought "Sexy" somehow or maybe her sister, hmmmm.  I mean she is the perfect shade of BLUE and does seem bigger on the inside.  So who is to say she doesn't have a cloaking device or perception filter or something.  Neato torpedo!!!  Oh yikes, never saying that again. 

I've mentioned in the past few months that people just don't see my car.  I had a blue car before this one (actually IDENTICAL to this one) and before that a small silver car.  So I am no stranger to small vehicles and have never had a major issue prior to now.  But lately it is like other vehicles just don't see me.  They pull out in front of me, change lanes when I am right there or almost run into the back of me like they don't realize a car is in front of them. And it is not all massive vehicles some are smaller than mine!

Today is when I realized it HAS to be because my car is cloaking itself (not because other drivers are idiots and clearly aren't paying attention). OMG so cool and I didn't have to pay extra!!!  The problem with that is, it is absolutely RANDOM and it almost killed me this morning!  I was going 55 mph (the actual speed limit) down a 4 lane highway with a turning lane in the middle.  There was NO ONE ELSE AROUND.  No one next to me, no one behind me.  The sun was hidden by clouds so you can't blame glare.  Suddenly this white mustang decided to cross said highway to get to the turning lane.  Normally not an issue but a vehicle coming in the other direction got in the turning lane which caused the white mustang to just stop...blocking my lane and part of the other.  *screeching tires* *down shifting* *horn blaring* *trying to maintain control of my car while braking and attempting to switch lanes*.  I think you get the picture.  The main problem was I was already too close when he went so switching lanes safely wasn't really an option.  One I was going too fast so cutting the wheel hard enough to miss him at that speed I would have lost control.  Two I was focused on braking and thinking "who the f**k stops in the middle of a highway".  Three still braking and white knuckling the wheel, "why did you go?!?! There is literally no one behind me, I could have passed and none of this would be happening!!!!" This happened in seconds...it is amazing the thoughts you can have in such a short period of time. 

All I can say is THANK GOD I have good brakes and was actually paying attention.  I stopped centimeters from his car.  He looked at me like he had no idea where I came from.  It was like I "appeared out of no where".  So there you go...cloaking device or perception filter...or I dunno pick your sci-fi term.  The point is my car can vanish from sight and randomly reappear, that is the only logical explanation. 

My dreams are WEIRD!

I should really stop reading right before bed...seriously sometimes I have the most jacked up dreams because I read so much.  But this time its different.  I read before bed but I was reading Ever Shade (Dark Fairytale)...but my dream was about... Game of Thrones, WTH!?

Okay don't crucify me I know that's only the name of the first book but its the best way for me to reference it. I'm not finished all the books released so far, I'm about 1/3 way through "A Storm of Swords".  I am waiting on it from the Library again.  It expired on me and now I am on a waiting list, boo.

Onward to the dream of weirdness.  So I was Arya...weird because I am MUCH older than that character in the books but she/I was older, like 18 (still WAY younger than I actually am).  We discovered that the world of Starks and Lannisters was just another realm adjacent to the world we readers currently live in.  We were at war with the other houses and Robb was leading us to safety in the other realm.  I was with Jon, who happened to look like the actor from the HBO series, which is weird because I haven't watched the series but I have seen pictures and stills.  I on the other hand looked nothing like Arya...I looked like me, long blonde hair, tan-ish and petite but in my head I was her.  Our whole army of allies was making its way to the "portal" but what we didn't know at first was the other army was headed our way to battle us in the new Realm through another portal they discovered.  We somehow found this out and while trying to prepare for this possible encounter the mother of dragons came up from behind with her army and her dragons, forcing us to rush through the portal.  It was chaotic and bloody to say the least. 

I was sword fighting back to back with my favorite big brother who was probably twice my size but I managed to keep up.  At one point we stumbled through the portal, which functioned strangely similar to the bifrost bridge, into a world of amazement.  We were in modern day New York.  To my astonishment, I recognized this place.  Jon thought I was crazy.  He was in awe of the skyscrapers and the temperature, winter definitely wasn't coming here (stop laughing at me).  I was trying to figure out why I seemed to know this place.  I knew where to go and where the "strange" roads lead.  Of course the people of New York were wigging out because a giant army of what looked like an ancient civilization just appeared in Central Park.  Thankfully the other army and the dragons couldn't follow us for some reason so we were relatively safe for now.

There is a big chunk that is a blur but I know there was an enormous amount of fighting when we finally met up with the Lannisters and somehow mama and her dragons showed up.  I was hurt, Robb died and our army was weary. 

Then it switched gears a bit, it was still GoT but it turns out I wasn't Arya, I was a faery half breed that was sent into the other realm for my safety because people in our realm were trying to steal me and I wouldn't be safe in faery.  So that explained why I looked nothing like my siblings and the real Arya was safe and being held by the Seelie court.  Being fae also allowed me to communicate with the dragons which saved everyone from the fate of being BBQ'd.  Everyone stopped fighting for whatever reason and when my memory block was removed I fell in love with Jon and woke up.  I know that ending was rushed but there is much I cannot remember. 

This is by far one of the most messed up and detailed dreams I have had recently.  Its like a mix of Game of Thrones, some sort of Faery tale gone wrong and possibly some Thor/Avengers mixed in just for fun.  I woke up laughing at myself because of the extreme level of weirdness.  I mean I was a fae, living in a world of winter and war with a memory block that when removed caused me to fall in love with a guy who I thought was my brother while fighting a war that somehow contained dragons in New York...wow!  I've had dreams based on books I was reading before but this one takes the cake.  

My mind is playing tricks on me!

Why do we always fall victim to our 'fantasies'?

I've noticed lately that my mind makes things up (he he he). For instance the guy from my 1st, 1st date. I went on a second date with him. And decided to give the kiss thing another try since we have so much fun together. Yea still not so great. Like, as long as he keeps his tongue in his mouth its great but after that its overwhelming...like I almost feel dirty after. Horrible right?!?

So what is with my brain?!?!?!?! Even though I know I do not like how he kisses I still think about him. Like he's on my mind. And I've already gone through (in my head) how if he's not a great kisser he'd probably lack in other areas, if ya get my drift. I mean not necessarily but in my limited experience I have found a good kisser is good at other things so I can only assume a bad kisser is not good at those things. Not that those things will happen anytime soon with anyone but still, its something to think about.

I just cannot understand why I don't have the same thoughts about the 2nd, 1st date guy who was an AMAZING kisser. You would think he would be the one I think about, right? Which brings me to my crazy thought process. Is personality that important to me? Obviously! I mean the good kisser is a-lot of fun also but there is this connection with the other guy that I do not have with the good kisser guy. I am so confused...