When I first heard that "my name is my name is" crap I though "This is the worst crap I have ever heard." Next thing I know everyone likes this crap. I can not stand his voice. A lot of his songs are about him crying about how he hates his mom or ex. Get over it. Sheeple need to wake up. He sucks. I don't care about how he uses words. People have been doing this forever. I don't care if he can rhyme. You learn that in kindergarten. It makes me puke more people like him than the Beatles.
You ever have a hard time getting out of bed? I do a lot. I don't know if this is due to getting older or being out of shape or what. It is depressing. Not to mention I can fall asleep almost at will. I remember a time when that never happened. I used to beg the sand man to come and sometimes he wouldn't.
I hardly ever play anymore. Or should I say I never play anymore. Yet I have received two more basses. One is an acoustic bass by Tacoma. Olympia by Tacoma. The other is a Peavey. They just sit there. Sigh....
So it looks like this site has fallen on hard times. Not much seems to go on. No one interacts with each other as much. Sad. I think most of the people I am friends with no longer get on here. Oh well.
I am totally obsessed with the movie Poltergeist 3. When it was released in 1988 it got terrible reviews. Sadly the actress Heather O'Rourke had passed before the film was 100% finished. But I love the haunted, isolated feeling in the movie. And the use of the skyscraper with the mirrored halls is great too. In this movie Henry Kane is played by the late Nathan Davis. He replaced the great Julian Beck who had passed away from stomach cancer while filming the second Poltergeist film. I love all three Poltergeist films and the character of Henry Kane is quite creepy. Julian Beck totally OWNS the second film. He already knew he was dying and his frail looks helped add to the death the surrounds Henry Kane's ghostly figure. Nathan Davis had to wear some make-up to try to emulated Julian's appearance. In the third and final film it seems like all Kane really wants is to be led into the light. Which is all we all really want anyway when we die.
been one full month since my Mom died. I miss her very much. One thing
we loved doing together was watching horror movies. She would always say
she hated tear jerkers and the bloodier the better. Once when I was
talking about some horror movie she apologized and said "I am sorry I
did that to you." Meaning that I got my love of horror movies from her.
I'm ashamed to say that the last one we watched
together was awful. It was called "Renfield the Undead." If I knew then
what I knew now it should have been the original "Night of the Living
Dead" or, of course "The Human Centipede." But if knew a lot of things
then I would have made her go get checked up a long time ago. It's sad
to know that she will never get to see the new "Evil Dead" movie (cause
we loved the original especially Part 2) or the third installment of the
"Human Centipede". Every Sunday night we would watch "Walking Dead" and
she would always remind of how good looking she thought Daryl Dixon was
or how sad we were when Merle died. Even during the commercials when a
Progressive.com commercial was on she would point at Flo and say
"there's your babe" because I have a thing for Flo. Or how we would both
rub and love on Buddy (the dog) during the commercials. He loved that.