Tunes: Mr. Cellophane -- Chicago, sung by John C. Reilly
Mood: Pleasantly surprised
I was just reading and update on Darren Shan's blog -- www.therealdarrenshan.wordpress.com -- and the post was about the Cirque Du Freak movie coming up, with John C. Reilly as Mr. Crepsley (awesomest vampire EVER.) when, all of a sudden, Mr. Cellophane came on, just as I was reading it. I found it oddly coincidential, and sat back to soak in the moment. It was pretty epic, actually.
JCR is OK, but Anthony Hopkins just cannot be beat! The guy won a best actor oscar for a movie where he was on the screen for sixteen minutes. Only sixteen minutes. That's good acting for sure!
The Cirque Du Freak movie is coming out on October 23rd. We're using as a S.A.D.D. movie, I think.
S.A.D.D. -- Students Against Drugs and Drinking, or Students Against Drinking and Driving or Students Against Destructive Desicions -- is a group at my school, which I am co-president of, along with my friend John. It's basically a drug-free program. We hold movies to help the local theater, and we do concessions at football games and stuff.
Our small town theater isn't doin'-a so well. I mean, with this economy, what do you expect? And it's even worse, being locally owned and everything. I mean, the multiplex in Hinkley is doing great, by the looks of it, but we're another story completely.
I'd write more, but I'm dead tired and have a book to read.
ciau.
About Me
- J.D.
- My name's mackenzie. I like my tea, glitter glue, cooking, and Hannibal Lecter. I'd like to be an either and english major, a chef/pastry artist, or a mortician when I grow up -- well, I guess I kind of am grown up. When I graduate from college. That sounds better. And I'd like to be an author on the side -- my goal is to try and get my book published before I graduate high school. Wow. Four years to get it publi -- wait, Sorry! Got that wrong. I'd like to have it FINISHED before I graduate and published before I graduate from college. There -- that works much better.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Through With You/ day of the (actually dead) dead
Tunes: Through With You - Maroon 5
Mood: Intrigued, Tired, Achey.
I'm trying to determine my career. I'd like to be either a Chef or a Mortician.
Pretty weird variaty, eh?
And no, I'm not Hannibal Lecter. And yes, I just realized how creepy this is after thinking about that.
OH SNAP IT'S KATIE'S QUOTE OF THE WEEK.
" *Randomly throws pencil on table. Bounces* Lorry."
"What? Did you just say 'lorry'?"
"I said sorry."
Sorry, that was a bit random, but I forgot. And now that the school year is in full swing and I have five classes with Katie, we'll be sure to get alot of awesome quotes, people!
But back to my insane (future) career choices.
Let's look at the pros and cons.
MORTICIAN:
SONG: NIGHT SURGEON - REPO! THE GENETIC OPERA
PROS:
You talk to almost no one.
You get medical experience.
The dead can't complain.
It's a chance to get involved in the police force -- helping out with homicides and such.
It's something you have to think about -- you have to carefully figure out the cause of death.
Weird hours for weird people!
You don't have to be social at all.
You have to be weird for this job.
You're an importan asset to society.
You'll always be in demand -- I mean, everyone dies.
Knowing about death to a point where it seems so natural, it's not scary.
Ability to deal well with grief.
You can dance around in the morgue and the dead won't tell.
Scalpels.
CSI.
CONS:
Dealing with stiffs all day.(*rimshot*)
Rigor Mortis in males. (a.k.a. dealing with stiffies all day. *rimshot*)
Weird hours.
Probably being looked at weirdly, if people know your occupation.
Awkward conversations with people.
You have to be emotionally stable for the job.
Hmmm. Well, the pros outweigh the cons, but that last one may have me out of the running. Let's see about chef.
CHEF:
SONG: THE BAKER - THE AQUABATS
PROS:
Working with food.
It's an artsy job.
Baking is fun.
It's a theraputic activity.
You always have to taste test!
You don't have to be emotionally stable.
You can dance around in the kitchen and the food won't tell.
Knives.
Food Network.
Regular hours.
Requires skill and focus.
Playing with a color palate to get frosting and fondant colors right.
Making a rainbow-colored cake.
Bringing smiles to peoples faces with wonderful baked goodies and foods.
Awesome chef's coat thingy.
CONS:
Oh, the complaints!
Budget
Finding job
It's probably not going to be in that high of demand.
Difficulty of being accepted into a culinary arts school.
Establishing a resteraunt.
Getting the methods right.
Hmm. The pros also outweigh the cons. Well, I have six+ years to decide!
Mood: Intrigued, Tired, Achey.
I'm trying to determine my career. I'd like to be either a Chef or a Mortician.
Pretty weird variaty, eh?
And no, I'm not Hannibal Lecter. And yes, I just realized how creepy this is after thinking about that.
OH SNAP IT'S KATIE'S QUOTE OF THE WEEK.
" *Randomly throws pencil on table. Bounces* Lorry."
"What? Did you just say 'lorry'?"
"I said sorry."
Sorry, that was a bit random, but I forgot. And now that the school year is in full swing and I have five classes with Katie, we'll be sure to get alot of awesome quotes, people!
But back to my insane (future) career choices.
Let's look at the pros and cons.
MORTICIAN:
SONG: NIGHT SURGEON - REPO! THE GENETIC OPERA
PROS:
You talk to almost no one.
You get medical experience.
The dead can't complain.
It's a chance to get involved in the police force -- helping out with homicides and such.
It's something you have to think about -- you have to carefully figure out the cause of death.
Weird hours for weird people!
You don't have to be social at all.
You have to be weird for this job.
You're an importan asset to society.
You'll always be in demand -- I mean, everyone dies.
Knowing about death to a point where it seems so natural, it's not scary.
Ability to deal well with grief.
You can dance around in the morgue and the dead won't tell.
Scalpels.
CSI.
CONS:
Dealing with stiffs all day.(*rimshot*)
Rigor Mortis in males. (a.k.a. dealing with stiffies all day. *rimshot*)
Weird hours.
Probably being looked at weirdly, if people know your occupation.
Awkward conversations with people.
You have to be emotionally stable for the job.
Hmmm. Well, the pros outweigh the cons, but that last one may have me out of the running. Let's see about chef.
CHEF:
SONG: THE BAKER - THE AQUABATS
PROS:
Working with food.
It's an artsy job.
Baking is fun.
It's a theraputic activity.
You always have to taste test!
You don't have to be emotionally stable.
You can dance around in the kitchen and the food won't tell.
Knives.
Food Network.
Regular hours.
Requires skill and focus.
Playing with a color palate to get frosting and fondant colors right.
Making a rainbow-colored cake.
Bringing smiles to peoples faces with wonderful baked goodies and foods.
Awesome chef's coat thingy.
CONS:
Oh, the complaints!
Budget
Finding job
It's probably not going to be in that high of demand.
Difficulty of being accepted into a culinary arts school.
Establishing a resteraunt.
Getting the methods right.
Hmm. The pros also outweigh the cons. Well, I have six+ years to decide!
Monday, August 31, 2009
One Night in Bangkok
Tunes: One Night in Bankok - CHESS the musical
Mood: Pleasantly surprised/Excited
Today, I was on wikipedia looking for reading recomendations, and I was on the Stephen King Bibliography page, and one of the first things that popped out at me was the description of his novel 'Rage.' I got a little excited, but then I saw a little note that said, 'Out of Print.' So, a little bummed, I kept scrolling down. I then saw a familiar title, 'The Bachman Books.' I remembered seeing a hardcover of that in my mom's car trunk! I laughed at the thought, and it turned out to be a collection of short stories: The Running Man, The Long Walk, Road Work, and . . . . 'Rage.' I clicked on the link to the book's article.
Turns out this book's been out of print for over ten years in the USA. It went out of print in 1997, because of the contents of 'Rage', and something about a school shooting (I don't mean to sound ignorant, I just don't want to go into details. I'll link to the articles at the end of the post).
So, what are the odds that I stumble upon something I want to read, it's out of print, and it turns out a not-easy-at-all-to-find editon of it is in the back of my mom's freakin' car?
How often does this happen? Honestly? That's like finding a first edition copy of Susan Kay's 'Phantom' at my local thrift store, in good condition (which I'm still hoping will happen).
So, with a little mental math, the book in the back of my mom's car is older than both my little step siblings.
And possibly me. The first edition came out in . . . 1985, I think.
Let me restate this in a new way:
THIS BOOK IS OLDER THAN BOTH OF MY MOM'S MARRIAGES HAVE BEEN. AND ALWAYS WILL BE.
***Once again, I'd like to remind all y'all that banned book week is closing in on us. Look forward to awesomeness during that week.
Mood: Pleasantly surprised/Excited
Today, I was on wikipedia looking for reading recomendations, and I was on the Stephen King Bibliography page, and one of the first things that popped out at me was the description of his novel 'Rage.' I got a little excited, but then I saw a little note that said, 'Out of Print.' So, a little bummed, I kept scrolling down. I then saw a familiar title, 'The Bachman Books.' I remembered seeing a hardcover of that in my mom's car trunk! I laughed at the thought, and it turned out to be a collection of short stories: The Running Man, The Long Walk, Road Work, and . . . . 'Rage.' I clicked on the link to the book's article.
Turns out this book's been out of print for over ten years in the USA. It went out of print in 1997, because of the contents of 'Rage', and something about a school shooting (I don't mean to sound ignorant, I just don't want to go into details. I'll link to the articles at the end of the post).
So, what are the odds that I stumble upon something I want to read, it's out of print, and it turns out a not-easy-at-all-to-find editon of it is in the back of my mom's freakin' car?
How often does this happen? Honestly? That's like finding a first edition copy of Susan Kay's 'Phantom' at my local thrift store, in good condition (which I'm still hoping will happen).
So, with a little mental math, the book in the back of my mom's car is older than both my little step siblings.
And possibly me. The first edition came out in . . . 1985, I think.
Let me restate this in a new way:
THIS BOOK IS OLDER THAN BOTH OF MY MOM'S MARRIAGES HAVE BEEN. AND ALWAYS WILL BE.
***Once again, I'd like to remind all y'all that banned book week is closing in on us. Look forward to awesomeness during that week.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Recipe
OK -- I just got stressed out (i.e. angry in the blood) while reading anti-twilight stuff (I'm opposed to Twilight -- and the things these people said got me rallied up for a protest) so I decided to make some tea. I make amazing tea -- I use tea bags, just for referance. But, here's my recipe for good time, anti-stress tea.
Mackenzie's Anti-Stress Tea
Things you need:
1 mint tea bag of your choice
1 honey bear (optional)
Enough water to fill your cup/mug up 4/5 or about an inch from the top
Chocolate Syrup
Milk
Sugar
Boil your water. Use a kettle, use a pot, use a microwave, whatever.
Pour water into mug/cup -- 'til there's water an inch from the top
Use mint tea bag on water -- how strong you like it is up to you.
Add as much milk as you usually do -- same with the sugar.
Pour about three tablespoons of Chocolate syrup into tea -- actually, just do it to your own taste specifications.
Add about a teaspoon of honey, if you do that. This is actually my first time using honey on tea -- it's kinda . . . eh. It adds an extra bite of sweetness that I like to get from coffee and hot chocolate -- so, it's good. This is personally the way I like my tea. If you'd like to subsitute cinnamon for chocolate, go for it. If you wanna use molasses instead of honey, go for it! You're in control!
*** I'd, once again, like to remind readers that Banned Book week is coming up -- September 26 to October 3. There'll be a lot of goodies that week -- so stop by and see what's cooking!
Mackenzie's Anti-Stress Tea
Things you need:
1 mint tea bag of your choice
1 honey bear (optional)
Enough water to fill your cup/mug up 4/5 or about an inch from the top
Chocolate Syrup
Milk
Sugar
Boil your water. Use a kettle, use a pot, use a microwave, whatever.
Pour water into mug/cup -- 'til there's water an inch from the top
Use mint tea bag on water -- how strong you like it is up to you.
Add as much milk as you usually do -- same with the sugar.
Pour about three tablespoons of Chocolate syrup into tea -- actually, just do it to your own taste specifications.
Add about a teaspoon of honey, if you do that. This is actually my first time using honey on tea -- it's kinda . . . eh. It adds an extra bite of sweetness that I like to get from coffee and hot chocolate -- so, it's good. This is personally the way I like my tea. If you'd like to subsitute cinnamon for chocolate, go for it. If you wanna use molasses instead of honey, go for it! You're in control!
*** I'd, once again, like to remind readers that Banned Book week is coming up -- September 26 to October 3. There'll be a lot of goodies that week -- so stop by and see what's cooking!
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Just the Facts
I was watching Nancy Grace the other day at like, 3:00 AM and I figured out that Nancy needs to get her facts straight. Her comment was something along the lines of:
[snip]
". . .second hand smoke increasing the chance of SIDS . . ."
[snip]
This was not a news story -- just a comment about SIDS that was redirected from a comment about smoking. I'm not sure if this was live, or anything -- I don't know what time zone it was in, so I have no clue if the idea was even logical or not -- but this is wrong.
First off, SIDS (standing for 'Sudden Infant Death Syndrome') is a diagnosis that doctors give you when there's no cosmetic reason why your baby's dead. But, if they perform an autopsy, the majority of the time, it's deemed to be suffocation.
Suffocation. Second hand smoke doesn't cause you to stop breathing -- at least, it didn't do that the last time I checked. Suffocation is caused by pillows over faces, duct tape over mouth and nasal cavities, and stuff like that -- second hand smoke may eventually make you stop breathing, but not within a few weeks or anything. When things like this are mentioned by "legit" news sources -- it just makes me cringe, honestly. Because so many stupid people only go off the information they get from "The O'Reilly Factor" or "Nancy Grace" and other shows like that. In fact, these TV shows should have a warning screen showed before they air -- "WARNING! STATEMENTS THAT ARE IMPROMPU MAY BE TOTAL BULL. CHECK A RELIABLE RESOURCE BEFORE ASSUMING THAT THIS IS ALL FACT." Which, it probably isn't -- all fact, that is. In fact, this post probably isn't all fact. I doubt it, actually. I might have gotten something wrong.
In fact, most of this is opinion -- the entire blog, that is. This post is mostly fact with my opinion on crappy news programs mixed into it.
*** I'd like to remind readers that Banned Book week is September 26th to October 3rd. I'll have something fun posted every day of that week for you guys. (i.e. Banned book week cookies and lots of lists and book recommendations.)
[snip]
". . .second hand smoke increasing the chance of SIDS . . ."
[snip]
This was not a news story -- just a comment about SIDS that was redirected from a comment about smoking. I'm not sure if this was live, or anything -- I don't know what time zone it was in, so I have no clue if the idea was even logical or not -- but this is wrong.
First off, SIDS (standing for 'Sudden Infant Death Syndrome') is a diagnosis that doctors give you when there's no cosmetic reason why your baby's dead. But, if they perform an autopsy, the majority of the time, it's deemed to be suffocation.
Suffocation. Second hand smoke doesn't cause you to stop breathing -- at least, it didn't do that the last time I checked. Suffocation is caused by pillows over faces, duct tape over mouth and nasal cavities, and stuff like that -- second hand smoke may eventually make you stop breathing, but not within a few weeks or anything. When things like this are mentioned by "legit" news sources -- it just makes me cringe, honestly. Because so many stupid people only go off the information they get from "The O'Reilly Factor" or "Nancy Grace" and other shows like that. In fact, these TV shows should have a warning screen showed before they air -- "WARNING! STATEMENTS THAT ARE IMPROMPU MAY BE TOTAL BULL. CHECK A RELIABLE RESOURCE BEFORE ASSUMING THAT THIS IS ALL FACT." Which, it probably isn't -- all fact, that is. In fact, this post probably isn't all fact. I doubt it, actually. I might have gotten something wrong.
In fact, most of this is opinion -- the entire blog, that is. This post is mostly fact with my opinion on crappy news programs mixed into it.
*** I'd like to remind readers that Banned Book week is September 26th to October 3rd. I'll have something fun posted every day of that week for you guys. (i.e. Banned book week cookies and lots of lists and book recommendations.)
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Humpty Dumpty and FAILDump
(You may notice some changes in the site -- I like to keep everything fun, at all times, so I'll tend to change the layout and crap randomly.)
Welcome, one and all! I know, I haven't updated since June, but I've been busy. [Summerschool, Vacation Bible School volunteering, the chitlins (my little step-siblings), et cetera.] So, here's some FAIL and hilarity for you -- along with a few other pictures. (My favorite one's the last one.)
Speaking of the Chitlins . . . .
I really don't like my little step-sibs. I have never -- ever had to explain my vocabulary on a daily basis. EVER. But they're Eight and Six years old, and having an older step-sister with the vocabulary of a Forty-two year old is kind of a downside. But, also, having Eight and Six year old step siblings that can't read really, really agitates me. I'm serious -- I was half of Megan's (my Eight-year-old step-brat) age and twice her IQ when I could read! Dylan (Six year old step-brat) can't read at all, as apposed to Megan, who can read a bit. When I was dylan's age, I was reading fourth-grade stuff!
*Sigh* Schools these days are going to the dogs -- especially because parents think that schools will teach kids everything. I mean, I learned to read at home. Same thing with most of my spelling. I couldn't tie my shoes until I was dylans age, though. (Don't judge! My mom did it weird! I still tie my shoes the bunny-ears way, and I'm completely fine with that!)
Speaking of ("When I was dylan's age, I was reading fourth-grade stuff!"). . . I remember that I was an avid lover of R.L. Stine when I was dylan's age. I thought about that a few weeks back, and I remembered that I had a 'Ghosts Of Fear Street' book in my closet. I took it out, and I read it in less than an hour. (It was 'How To Be A Vampire,' if you're wondering.) I brought back a lot of lame, six-year-old me memories. One that I remember reading the most was 'Say Cheese and Die!' in the Goosebumps series.
. . . Ah, memories. I kinda miss being six or seven. But now, I've grown up in leaps and bounds and have graduated into my current state of mind.
PPIIIICCC DUUUMMMMPPP!!!




Welcome, one and all! I know, I haven't updated since June, but I've been busy. [Summerschool, Vacation Bible School volunteering, the chitlins (my little step-siblings), et cetera.] So, here's some FAIL and hilarity for you -- along with a few other pictures. (My favorite one's the last one.)
Speaking of the Chitlins . . . .
I really don't like my little step-sibs. I have never -- ever had to explain my vocabulary on a daily basis. EVER. But they're Eight and Six years old, and having an older step-sister with the vocabulary of a Forty-two year old is kind of a downside. But, also, having Eight and Six year old step siblings that can't read really, really agitates me. I'm serious -- I was half of Megan's (my Eight-year-old step-brat) age and twice her IQ when I could read! Dylan (Six year old step-brat) can't read at all, as apposed to Megan, who can read a bit. When I was dylan's age, I was reading fourth-grade stuff!
*Sigh* Schools these days are going to the dogs -- especially because parents think that schools will teach kids everything. I mean, I learned to read at home. Same thing with most of my spelling. I couldn't tie my shoes until I was dylans age, though. (Don't judge! My mom did it weird! I still tie my shoes the bunny-ears way, and I'm completely fine with that!)
Speaking of ("When I was dylan's age, I was reading fourth-grade stuff!"). . . I remember that I was an avid lover of R.L. Stine when I was dylan's age. I thought about that a few weeks back, and I remembered that I had a 'Ghosts Of Fear Street' book in my closet. I took it out, and I read it in less than an hour. (It was 'How To Be A Vampire,' if you're wondering.) I brought back a lot of lame, six-year-old me memories. One that I remember reading the most was 'Say Cheese and Die!' in the Goosebumps series.
. . . Ah, memories. I kinda miss being six or seven. But now, I've grown up in leaps and bounds and have graduated into my current state of mind.
PPIIIICCC DUUUMMMMPPP!!!




Katie's Quote of the . . . period of time!!! (Ha! You probably thought I'd forgotten!)
[Sung in rap form]
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
-- and all the kings horses
and all the kings men said
What? Ain't that funkay now!
Hump-de-dump
Hump-hump-de-dumpty-dumpty(repeat)
Jack and Jill went up the hill
to fetch a pale of wa-ter
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
said What? Ain't that funkay now!
[Chorus]
There was an old woman, who lived in a shoe
She had so many children, didn't know what to do
She gave them some broth, without any bread,
Said What? Aint that funkay now!
[Chorus]
[you can actually do this with most mother-goose rhymes.]
Ok, that was like, amazingly fun!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
My personal hell . . .
. . . would be this:
Twilight fangirls and Edward fangirls are pretty annoying, so they're in the ninth circle. I have no idea why Cthulu is on there -- he's just awesome. H.P. Lovecraft for the win! Oh, speaking of Twilght . . . (click on the pic to enlarge it, if you need to.)
mis-matching socks
Circle I Limbo
people who can't spell
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind
Cthulu
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow
iPod shuffles, rednecks
Circle IV Rolling Weights
Bees, twilight
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled
River Styx
AIDS
Circle VI Buried for Eternity
River Phlegyas
people with crappy grammar
Circle VII Burning Sands
People who use the word 'Gay' in the wrong sense
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement
Twilight fangirls, Edward fangirls
Circle IX Frozen in Ice
Twilight fangirls and Edward fangirls are pretty annoying, so they're in the ninth circle. I have no idea why Cthulu is on there -- he's just awesome. H.P. Lovecraft for the win! Oh, speaking of Twilght . . . (click on the pic to enlarge it, if you need to.)
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