Excuses: I had the weirdest, sudden, extreme allergy attack this weekend. Came on as exhaustion, culminated in 36 hours of non-stop sneeze attacks, drip drip drip runny nose, and super intense itchy eyes and palate. And now it seems to be 90% gone. Sources say the plantains have just bloomed—could I have a weird and intense allergy to plantains? Dunno. But the upshot of all of this is that I apparently have had no interesting (read: blog worthy) thoughts for days and days. I’ve just been slogging through the tissue box, feeling swelled up and itchy and miserable. Poor, poor me.
In lieu of a coherent blog post, here are some random thoughts pinging around in my head that, while not quite adding up to a blog post singularly, might, in list form:
I went in to edit episode 16 of Conjuring Raine and found that I really didn’t care for how my voice sounded. I sounded so awake. And sharp somehow, kind of…zingy. Then remembered that I had recorded it in the afternoon, after coffee and driving and normal kidemonium, instead of at my usual quiet, half-asleep, 5 in the morning. Time of day has a big impact on voice. Well, duh, but damn. I’m going to have to re-record, I think. Oh, and I rewrote the ending again. That will be about five times.
Thank you everyone who has been leaving me such wonderful comments, by the way! I really, really appreciate it, and the ones on the podiobooks site might help other people decide to try the book out, too, so double thank you. Over 8000 downloads of the various eps so far!
Let’s see. Goat babies are fine, growing, integrated in with the other goats (finally) and seem to have acquired names. Sam and Sally. Although Sally is sometimes also called Zippy. On account of how she zips around, of course. Soon we have to start thinking about selling them. Sob!
What else? Well, we’ve been really looking forward to the Last Airbender movie (you might recall what huge fans we are of the show) but the weirdly negative reviews have dimmed our enthusiasm. 7% on RottenTomatoes.com? How is that even possible? The vitriol this movie has accreted is like a farce, or some paranormal curse on M. Night’s head, I mean, these are the worst reviews I have ever read. How could it really be that bad, when it comes from something so good, and the previews look totally cool? It’s like M. Night is paying some debt to the devil or something. Now the bad reviews are starting to have the reverse effect: they’re making me want to go see it just to find out what the fuss is all about.
But while M. Night pays off his bargain with the devil, Stephanie Meyers continues to reap the gains from hers. Instead of Airbender, I went to see Eclipse. I actually really liked it. Somehow the screenwriter has written about 90% of the stupid out of the book, leaving all the good bits. Also, Bella actually takes some actions in this version, instead of being this passive whiner all the time. And they finally got Edward’s make-up right. Oh, and there were no laugh-for-the-wrong-reason moments like that silly future-vision scene in New Moon, or the painfully awful hospital bed freak-out scene in Twilight. Good job David Slade and Co! My only complaint was Victoria. I love Bryce, I really do. For me, she was terrific in The Village, and Lady in the Water, and I know everyone complains about both of those movies, but I loved them, so sue me (what is it reviewers have against Night, anyway?)—but she didn’t work for me as Victoria. Maybe it was the strange shape of her hair? I wanted to like Bryce in the role, but Rachelle Lefevre was just…better. Sorry, Bryce, but there it is.
Oh, have you read Angry White Pajamas? Terrific book about a white poet going in for a year of brutal marital arts training in Japan. Makes me glad I do yoga. You can’t beat someone up with it, but you don’t rub all the skin off your knees or get your arm broken by a vindictive teacher, either. Recommended read, especially if you like travel lit.
Okay, that’s all I’ve got. Hmmm. Random thoughts don’t add up to much, even in a list. Ping, pong, this, that, oh and some of this other thing, what was I saying? This is what the inside of my head has been like—achoo!
Ah well, maybe now that I’m not sneezing as often as breathing, I’ll be able to have a coherent stream of thoughts about something again.