Tuesday, January 31, 2006

And the nominated are...

I have a good time watching the Oscars when the Academy manages to get his hands on a good host. (Otherwise it's most likely to be a long and boring event) My favorite has always been Billy Crystal and all this years I've longed for someone that can fill his shoes. You have no idea how happy I was when I knew that Jon Stewart would be the host this year. He has the perfect twisted mind to make this eternal show entertaining.
Anyway, the nominations are here!
I have a LOT of catching up to do, since I've only watched Munich from the nominated for best picture. I'll tell you later my theories about who's going to win, but for now, watch the list and go to the movies. Start preparing your stash of popcorn and rotten tomatoes so you can throw them when your favorite nominated loses. March 5th is just around the corner my dear sinners. Be prepared. It's going to be a long night.

Brokeback Mountain
Good Night, and Good Luck

Philip Seymour Hoffman - "Capote"
Terrence Howard - "Hustle and Flow"
Heath Ledger - "Brokeback Mountain"
Joaquin Phoenix - "Walk the Line"
David Strathairn - "Good Night, and Good Luck"

Judi Dench - "Mrs. Henderson Presents"
Felicity Huffman - "Transamerica"
Keira Knightley - "Pride and Prejudice"
Charlize Theron - "North Country"
Reese Witherspoon - "Walk the Line"

George Clooney - "Good Night and Good Luck"
Paul Haggis - "Crash"
Ang Lee - "Brokeback Mountain"
Bennett Miller - "Capote"
Steven Spielberg - "Munich"

Check the rest of the nominations here.

Meanwhile, near the Fortress of Solitude...

I forgot to tell you, this is one of the reasons why I moved to a new apartment. The Doll and Teddy Hospital, just one block away. Hey, I had to think about Mighty Pulgoso and Omnipotent Puedco, my all powerful plush toys. Yeah, I can see you're looking at me funny, thinking I'm overeacting, but don't you think Superman or Wonder Woman need a special hospital after fighting against bad guys and rescuing the world? Well, it's the same with Puedco and Pulgoso. No? What do you mean they don't deserve it? What do you mean they don't save the world? Well, just hope that tonight no evil 'alien lifeform will come with a bowel disruptor to your house 'cause my all mighty plush toys are really offended by your lack of belief... *sigh* humans...

Monday, January 30, 2006

RIP ______(person that died) in Smallville. MEGA SNIFF

Okay in case you haven't seen Smallville episode 12 "Reckoning" it's still time for you to stop reading this post, because tonight I'll cry and spoil who dies in Smallville.
I know, maybe this is old news for you, but I just saw the episode and I'm REALLY really sad and depressed. Even my plush toys are depressed.



Since I found out that someone was going to die, I've been making bets with Mr. Marshmallow. He thought it was Lana. I always thought it was going to be papa Kent. It sounded pretty obvious. Lana couldn't die, she's the love interest. Chloe already "died". Lois is future Mrs. Superman, so nope. Mama Kent didn't die in the movie. Pete is out of town. Lex is the bad guy, without him there's no Smallville. So who was the expendable character? Dear good 'ol boy Jonathan Kent.


I insist. I'm really really sad. I know you're probably saying "He's just a character you pathetic geek! Get a life!" and I know he's just a character, but still, I loved everything he represented. I good husband and father, willing to do everything and anything for his family. An honorable, ethic person with values. Plus he was handsome as hell and he had a farm (I had a thing with farms)
How many TV characters do you know that are actually a good role model, someone you would never like to disappoint? I don't know, I guess it reminds me of my own parents. They have a great relationship and it breaks my heart to see two soul mates (even though it's on TV, dammit!) separated by death. Maybe I just think about my parents and who will go first. Sue me, I'm on the other side of the world, my first month far away from home. I don't know, I guess in a way Jonathan and Martha Kent are the only husband and wife relationship in comic books and TV that actually work.
Okay and about this episode, I just LOVED the way he dies. Defending his family. The funeral was sad, but perfect. And then, the bastards had the perfect soundtrack for the funeral. When I heard "I Grieve" by Peter Gabriel I felt so perfectly depressed...

Anyway, I'm really going to miss Papa Kent. Really. DAMMIT! The show won't be the same without him. Now I'll go and eat a bag of cookies or something to numb the pain.


Yup. I'm a wimp.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

Ozzy ozzy ozzy oi oi oi.(8) ..(Something like that)

January 26, Australia Day. A day of barbies, crazy Australians, and lots of foreigners that call themselves Australians. I know, I know. Part of the beauty of Australia is that basically everyone's from some other country, and migrate to Kangarooland and call it their home. It's fine. Sadly, right now, I just feel like I'm at Epcot Center.
Don't get me wrong, I don't hate the place. The only thing is that Australia is so young and so diverse that you can't FEEL the culture. I don't know. I might complain a lot about Mexico, but the true is, that there's a lot of history that makes us what we are. What is the Australian culture? If you go to France, to England, to Israel, to Japan, even to the USA, you still can understand and can respect what the culture of that country is. Their past. Their contribution to the world. Here?... Here, I still don't get it.
Earlier tonight, I was lying on the park, watching the fireworks take over the sky and I just felt so... Lonely. I long for that sense of belonging. I miss my friends, my family, la banda.
I love to spend some time alone, but this is different. How do you define who you are? I know it's easy to say that you alone can be defined as a person, as a human being. That you don't need anyone or anything to tell you who you are... But... Still, we're humans. It's in our nature to BE with someone. To BELONG to a group. And at the same time that sense of belonging makes you stronger when you're alone. Am I saying too many stupid things already? ... Okay I'll shut up now. Just two last things to complain about:
1) What's wrong with the Australian accent!!! WAHHHHH!!
2) It's amazing how people eat French fries here. Having said this... They're pretty tasty. The food, in general, is great. Lots of things to chose from. Hmm.. Cultural diversity. Good for your stomach, confusing for your soul.

Friday, January 20, 2006

Siiiingin in the raaain (8)

Finally some good news, sinners! Mr. Marshmallow is now officially an Australian Resident. Hooray for the kangaroo boy! Now, I'll be the one that will have do all the waiting in those long lines at the airport. Damn him. =)
On other news, I have the keys to the new apartment! Goodbye Cabin of Terror! Hello little piece of heaven! Today I read my first comic there (Ultimate FF), ate my first apple and used the bathroom for the first time
Okay too much information for you guys.

And it's raining!! I loooooove rain! My umbrella broke in two and I had to run to catch the top that flew away but rain is still sooooo beautiful. I even felt like I was in my beloved London. Shame of the Australian accent. I still can't understand a word they're saying. Well, it doesn't matter, as long as they're cute.
YEEAAAHHHH we're movin' out tomorrow!!! No stupid ants will attack me now! Muahahahaha!
Oh yeah, I might like this after all... :)

Thursday, January 19, 2006

About last night...

Things need not have happened to be true.
Tales and dreams are the shadow truths that will endure
when mere facts are dust and ashes, and forgot.
- Dream

By Neil Gaiman

Sweet dreams, sinners.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Have you seen him?

Behold, sinners! The face of my enemy. Join me and together we'll end with this evil and heartless being! Fight, before it's too late. Before you lose everything you love, starting with your tooth brush. I know what I'm saying. Be prepared.

Morpheus says hi

I had a dream last night. I dreamt that my head was filled with ants. No kidding. I can't wait to move out of the love shack (cabin of terror... However you want to call it). This is the second time since I arrived to Kagarooland that I've actually woke up shouting that a spider or ant was attacking me. Really. But that's beyond the point. The thing is that last night I dreamt a lot, and not only with ants. I dreamt about the people of my life. The life I left behind.

Most of the people I know appeared in my dream. People I care about anyway. Different settings, different stories, but most of them were there. Even Mr. Marshmallow who manages to never appear in my dreams was there. I didn't want to wake up. Even though there were problems in my dreams (I think Mr. Marshmallow was about to climb a volcano about to erupt or something), I felt safe.
I still can't figure out why most of us leave everything behind. A country. A family. A life full of memories just to see the world. Aren't vacations for that? Why leaving everything. Yes, I admit it, Kangarooland's lifestyle is far more interesting that the one at Numbtown, but still... I don't know, I guess part of the problem is that I have no idea how much can I accomplish here. Yeap, I'll give it time. Just ranting...

...So maybe tomorrow, I'll find my way home - Stereophonics

Sunday, January 15, 2006

I need to see The Doctor

I've just realized that I never said anything about the new Doctor Who's Christmas Invasion. The story was entertaining, but I got to say that I still miss Chris Eccleston. He was my Doctor. He was crazy. I loved his energetic and powerful personality. Anyway, there's still lot to see of David Tennant. I'm really eager to discover his new personality. And I'm dead sure that there will be a weird romance between Rose and the Doc. I sure missed the characters and the silly plots, although I'll be more than happy if someone kills Mickey. I can't believe we still have to wait till March 17th to watch the new season! Daaaaamn.
In the meantime I'll feast with the incredible Battlestar Galactica, and Smallville, which this fifth season has proved how with a little effort and imagination you can get great episodes for us geeks to watch.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll leave the Cabin of Hell and go to the city, hoping to meet a sexy surfer along the way.

Later, sinners!

New Superman pics! Allergy girl saves the world from the Killer Koala!

Sinners! This week you shall call me Allergy girl. Beware of my supersneezing power! Behold of my nasal congestion! Yes, I AM dangerous. And no. I didn't save the world from the Killer Koala. Not yet.
Well, it's been a week since I left Numbtown and I feel I've been away forever. I'm exhausted and sick beyond human comprehension. But I think it's safe to say that I'm not depressed. Which is a good thing since I'm far far away from home and there's no way I can chicken out and buy an airplane ticket today. I can't wait to have a routine again. To go to school and get to work. To kick someone. To feel useful. Also, I can't wait to leave the Cabin from Hell (or as Mr. Marshmallow calls it, the "Love Shack"). Anyway, let's leave my sorrows on one side and rejoice (or convulse, as you wish) watching some of the new Superman Returns pics.
I don't know... Somedays I have complete faith on Bryan Singer, and some days it's really hard. My first and foremost complaint of all is that Brandon Routh is NOT sexy. He's not fit for a suit. I can't but compare him to Christian Bale in Batman Begins. Now, THAT guy did his homework. But alas! Let's wait and hope Superman Returns will be the movie we all wish it will be.

Saturday, January 14, 2006

Day 6 - The mystery of the disappearing ants

Just a quickie. Life's getting better I guess. It seems I finally got a new apartment closer to the city. It will be a 100 percent sure on Monday.
One of the things that has made this transition a little bit difficult is the fact that I share my pseudoapartment, ( "the cabin of hell" as I call it) with a colony of ants, giant spiders and creepy no name insects. Plus, my allergies are killing me since I live surrounded by what it seems to be all the plants in the world that I'm allergic to. But as soon as I move out of this place, things will be smoother. I know it. Well, at least I got to thank my resident ants and spiders, since they seem to have left for the weekend. Is good to know that they too take a break from the world.
G'nite sinners! Don't forget to put your insect repellent tonight.

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Ms. Mysterious excellent adventure

Yup, I have left Numbtown and now I face new and great dangers Down Under. My life, as I knew it, has ended. I cannot lie to you and say how happy I am to have left everything behind. I cannot lie to you and say that I've been having the best days of my life since I left. I cannot tell you that I haven't thought of getting an airplane ticket and fly back to Numbtown, my home. But I can tell you this: I'm trying. I'm trying to adjust, to see this as a great an excellent adventure. I can't give up. Not yet.

I've been wondering what makes people leave everything behind? I know there's the thrill for adventure, but let's face it, few of us are real adventurers. Is it the possibilities to have a better life? But what makes a better life? More money? Good transportation system? More museums? A nice downtown? More festivals and cultural events to fill your days?
What about the people? Yes, sometimes we say that we're dead tired of the same people and the same stupid conversations of our small little world, and perhaps that's what makes you seek for other places to live. Maybe in our silly little mind we believe that if we leave our home we'll find more interesting people, with deeper conversations, that will make our lives richer. Maybe it's true. I still don't know yet since I've been here only four days, but still, how can someone leave everyone he or she ever loved behind? How is a person supposed to survive leaving 10, 20 year old friendships? Is it possible to ever fill that void? Or do we just learn to cope with loneliness?

There are a lot of things to say. Lot of questions to ask. Lot of things to learn. One thing's sure though: It is HARD to start a new life. I still wonder why am I doing it. I hope someday I can answer myself that question.

Anyway, stick around. There's more of Ms. Mysterious yet to come.

Have a nice day, mates.

"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to."
(The Fellowship of the Ring)

Friday, January 06, 2006

So long and thanks for all the fish

2:45 am. Today I'll be leaving Numbtown to start a new life in Australia. I haven't finished packing, so I'll be brief. I'm going to miss living here. My people. My friends. My family. You all know who you are. Love you all... You have no idea how much.
Damn, I'm a sissy. Don't worry, I'll give a proper speech when I arrive to Kagarooland. Really guys, thanks for everything. Thanks for givin me an incredible life.

This is not the end. We'll meet again. Let's pretend I'll be back soon. Just as friend that I'll miss like hell said to me: See you in two weeks!
... Damn, I wish it was true. Love you all.

Sunday, January 01, 2006

Meanwhile, near the Fortress of Solitude...

I forgot to tell you, this is one of the reasons why I moved to a new apartment. The Doll and Teddy Hospital, just one block away. Hey, I had to think about Mighty Pulgoso and Omnipotent Puedco, my all powerful plush toys. Yeah, I can see you're looking at me funny, thinking I'm overreacting, but don't you think Superman or Wonder Woman need a special hospital after fighting against bad guys and rescuing the world? Well, it's the same with Puedco and Pulgoso. No? What do you mean they don't deserve it? What do you mean they don't save the world? Well, just hope that tonight no evil 'alien lifeform will come with a bowel disruptor to your house 'cause my all mighty plush toys are really offended by your lack of belief... *sigh* humans...