Bolt of Blue

Greatest quote ever! (or at least for today)

“I don’t really have to promise myself anything. That’s all part of the wonderfulness that is me. Like they say in America, ‘If it ain’t broken, then don’t fix it.’” – Pelle Almqvist, when asked what his new year’s resolution was, from Rolling Stone.

The rest of the little interview is full of more brilliance from Pelle. God I love that boy.

The Mellowdrone website has finally been redesigned. It’s smashing… lots of new pretty things, er, well, photos, to look at. And new tour next year with Johnny Mar. Oh yeah!

The line-up for KROQ‘s Almost Acoustic Xmas is so disappointing. Aside from Coldplay and The Vines, nobody really interests me for the second night. The first night? Forget it! I mean… POD. Sum-41. New Found Glory. Snore. But I expected that. The next night doesn’t really get that much better. Beck is alright I guess and would be cool to see again. But CREED? What the freaking hell is up with that?!?! KROQ doesn’t even play Creed. Nor do they play Jack Johnson who I have nothing against but he’s more like an easy listening Dave Matthews kind of guy. I had high hopes for this year’s concert. They were dashed today. So sad. It could have been so much better. But either people turned KROQ down or they just didn’t ask the right people! Now… I might go. I might. If I can get a ticket. Maybe. I don’t know if it’s worth suffering through Creed and Dashboard Confessional for The Vines and Coldplay, who I have already seen numerous times this year. Sigh.

Dude. Laura gets almost the same average amount of daily hits as Ewanspotting. She is such an internet rock star.

I want. I want. I want.

Ah… Harry Potter was lovely. It was fun. It was scary. It was an escape and was extremely well-done. A real improvement over the first film. I think because there was less pressure to make a beloved book into the most perfect film adaptation possible. This time, the movie felt more relaxed and more magical. Of course the book is still better because you get more details and character development but overall, it was great and I would definitely see it again… and again.

I didn’t have much time to myself at all this weekend. It was one thing after another. Which caused me to want to go to sleep last night by 7pm. I held out until 9:30, which is so fricking early for me. It was a blessing because more and more I’ve been staying up far too late and getting into work late and then getting home late… never ending cycle. Needed to stop. Perhaps I’m on my way to breaking that. I do like getting up early. I feel like I get far more done in a day.

Sunday Seven time.

Seven things you love about Winter:
1. Xmas lights and decorations
2. Baking cookies and pies
3. Christmas Eve tamales
4. Egg nog
5. Making gifts for the people I love
6. That it can sometimes be 70 degrees on Christmas Day with not a cloud in the sky in Los Angeles
7. Sitting by the fireplace near a sparkly Christmas tree with my family, talking, eating cookies, drinking egg nog and listening to Christmas songs

I miss Ash. But got two shows coming up this weekend that will help with my withdrawals. Mellowdrone. OK Go.

Harry Potter madness tonight. I’m giddy. I’m crossing my fingers the movie will rock. And be a huge improvement over the first film… which I liked but didn’t love.

LOTR… the extended cut. Wow. So many thoughts and emotions. The vast majority of the extended, alternate and cut scenes definitely improve the movie and make up for the issues I had with the original film to begin with (poor characterization for Gimli and Galadriel, super rushed ending). If you have not read the books and do not plan to, first, you are sad! Seriously… watch the extended cut. I can guarantee it will improve your viewing experience of The Two Towers.

I have so many things going on this weekend I feel like running around in a circle and screaming. Man. When did I ever have such a busy social life? Never. My life is supposed to be boring.

I’m in such a goofy ass mood it’s ridiculous. I have all these thoughts spiraling out of control. I’m hyper woman. Wanting to do everything all at once. But of course… I’m not Wonder Woman. Damn. I used to have those Wonder Woman under-roos. Those were the fricking best! I wore them all the time and would run around the house thinking I was Wonder Woman and acting out all her moves. I don’t think I ever wore them as actual underwear… like under my clothes. I would just dress up in them.

I love that DVDs from Hong Kong and Singapore and other places in Asia are like region free basically. They are like VCDs or something. I don’t know exactly what they are technically. I just know I can get movies on ebay now that won’t ever come out on DVD here in the States or won’t for many months. So super dooper rad.

Gah.

JLo is nuts. Ben Affleck is nuts. Mariah Carey is nuts. Chris Martin is in danger of being nuts. I’m nuts.

NUTS!

Can you tell I’m in the weirdest mood ever? I think it’s because it was the wackiest news day. I mean… runway models being protested and then applauded. Jeffrey Jones (aka the principal in Ferris Bueller’s Day Off) being arrested for child porn and more. Soderbergh saved Clooney’s butt. Stan Lee is suing Marvel. And more… photos of the Sun that I don’t understand. Some crazy minister had a Harry Potter book shredding party. What is this world coming to?

And the quote I’m using as my little header for this post has absolutely nothing to do with what this post ended up being about. Can anyone guess what song that’s from?

I have mixed emotions about the fact that people who know me in ‘real life’ also read this site.

I guess I don’t mind really except when people bring up what I’ve written and want to then talk about it… like if they think I might be depressed.

I don’t get overly personal here but sometimes I do. Sometimes I feel shitty just like anyone else… and in a particular moment in time I need to vent. That doesn’t mean I want to then discuss how I’m doing as a result of reading my posts here. Chances are I’m over it. I no longer feel angry or sad or anything. I’ve forgotten all about it because I’ve written it down. Writing is a form of therapy for me. And writing is usually not about truth anyways.

Meh. I don’t think this is making any sense. I feel like I’m just whining. I don’t really mind if someone brings up a movie or book or actor I’ve mentioned. And I don’t mind in general, gah. Need to stop. Now I’m really not making any sense and confusing myself.

Ok. On to more horrifying matters. Are they seriously going to make another American Pie movie?!?

Two lovely DVDs are out today. Must go pick them up of course. Won’t be able to watch any of the goodies today but have a date to watch LOTR tomorrow night at the same time as my boy so we can then compare notes afterwards. Oh yeah.

Only 3 more days until Harry Potter madness! Going to see it Friday night of course… already got my tickets for that. But also going to see it at the best movie theatre on the planet Saturday night too. Very long story on why I’m not seeing it there on Friday. Regardless I can’t fricking wait!!

Yeah… speaking of folks who knows me in ‘real life’. *wink* Go visit Frannie’s new domain. It’s adorable!

Lost. Not knowing what makes me happy. Anymore.

Is it talking on the phone with a fellow human being, so distant and unreachable, for so long my ears burn? Talking until my throat is dry. Only water to quench any desires.

Is it reading a story that I want to fold myself into? Consuming my mind like a fever so I can’t let go of the imagery.

Is it going to a show and letting out anxiety and stress through adrenaline and hormones and the pure rush of feeling alive? Heart beats in rapid thuds. Air rushes into lungs. Sweat dripping off skin and soaking clothes. Ears ringing with a buzz of words, bass, drums, electricity.

Lost. Not knowing what I want. Anymore.

Or is it.

Tired? Feeling used up, out of energy.

Or is it.

Loneliness? Wanting to move ahead with life. Kids. Dog. House. Painted fence. Or being scared of all that. And more.

Need to know what it feels like to have walked miles of cobblestone paths in the hills of Tuscany. To swim with a dolphin. To see London. To smell the pine trees on a hillside in New Zealand. To accomplish something. Before…

It’s too late. Before I find out what happens when we all die.

I’m so tired. There is a lot of bullshit going on in the Ewan fan community. I should say with Ewan fansites really. Just a lot of ugliness, pettiness and sad, pathetic and abusive people taking advantage of gullible fans. There are lots of cool webmasters of other Ewan fansites and we tend to be very supportive of one another, especially when people try to pull shit… like stealing scans and claiming them as their own or stealing entire biographies and film summaries written by me for my site. Gah. People can be so ridiculous. I won’t get into specifics cause I don’t want to post links and give these sites any hits, but suffice to say I’m angry and annoyed. This one fansite has a note on its front page saying how they scanned every image on their site and to not email them claiming any of the scans are yours because the photos can’t be claimed since only the photographer really owns the images. This is true. I, or any other webmaster, do not own any of the magazine images we scan or the screencaps we make from films, unless we ourselves take the photos of Ewan. I have no problem with people using images from my site and posting them on their own sites (though I know some sites do have a problem with this). I don’t even care if people don’t credit my site as long as there is a link somewhere back to Ewanspotting. What bothers me is when people claim these images as their own scans when it’s completely obvious they are my scans or another site’s scans. What bothers me even more is when people flame my friends because of this whole silly issue… or when these very same troublesome sites steal my entire biography I wrote on Ewan from my site and do not state where they got it from. Bah. Too tired of this lame crap happening… it’s popping up more and more. It’s always been a problem and issue but lately it seems like it’s getting more heated and uglier then usual.

I finally got My So-Called Life on DVD. So that’s pretty much all I did this past weekend. Once I started watching them, I could not stop for the life of me. I did manage to get out and finally see Punck Drunk Love, which I adored with all my heart. It was so beautiful. Unlike the rest of this country (or movie going public I suppose) I am not in love with a certain Detroit boy nor will I spend any of my dollars supporting anything he is involved with.

Oh… and Amoeba Records is evil. I spent far too much money there last Saturday. Most of it was because of Ash. Target is also evil. And Best Buy. And magazine stands. Yeah.

Alright, Ash are the coolest band ever. I’m sad that last night was the last time we’ll be seeing them until sometime next year. They are such fun.

Driving to San Diego to check them out again worked out well. Meet lots of cool folks. I think Ash fans are some of the nicest fans I’ve been around. Everyone is so friendly, welcoming and easy to bond with. I guess when the majority of a crowd at a concert who are not paying attention or do not care about the band you are into, makes for that type of environment. Coming from some bad experiences with fellow fans of other bands, it was a welcome change and made Ash more endearing to me.

Trent Ford is the new hot actor to watch out for. Saw him with Kirsten Dunst in Deeply on WE the other day. Sexy, sexy, sexy.

Now… my curiosity in what the new Christina album would be like has been feed. I’m really surprised at how strong it is. Every song is different from Dirrty, which is not a good indication of what kind of album you would be buying. It’s very mature, well-written and emotional. There are several stand-out tracks, like I’m Ok. Some are too polished and a bit boring. All in all, it’s pretty entertaining and the girl can belt out a song, that’s for sure.

I’m excited. I finally got around to picking up a copy of Oregon Trail. I used to have an old copy of the game for one of my old computers… I love that game. Takes me back to elementary and middle school when we got to play it at school. Looking forward to playing it on a rainy day with some hot chocolate in hand… or maybe I just won’t be able to resist playing a bit tonight.

So tired… saw Ash last night. Might see them tonight. It’s Eddie’s birthday today so it would be only fitting. We saw them Saturday and of course, I knew they would be amazing but I felt their performance was far better than when I saw them open for Coldplay twice.

The crowd was fairly mixed but mostly filled with folks under 18 and got way into it during Ash. Took us by surprise. It got a bit rough during parts of the set… I mean, who moshes to ‘Sometimes’?! Lots of fun though. Met a couple of fellow Ash fans who retreated to the lobby of the Palace during Saves the Day. Ash did a signing at their merch booth after the concert. Later, they also went to Bang and were guest DJs. We were planning on going there anyways so it worked out nicely. Tim did most of the DJ work and he picked lots of fun tunes.

We also ended up going to see them last night in Anaheim. We were not planning on it but could not resist the offer of free tickets… especially since the show was sold-out. The crowd was not as good as the Palace. Very few Ash fans this time around. I think they converted quite a few people by the end of their set however. We were standing on the side and all of these people kept staring at me like I was a freak cause I was singing along and rocking out. Whatever. Tim dedicated a song to two fans who had traveled from Japan to see all of their California shows. Such dedication. Very sweet girls. They did a signing again after… this time we did not get anything signed but just thanked Charlotte for the tickets and said our hellos and now might go see them again cause Charlotte’s the coolest. Ash are lovely people and so good to their fans and deserve every success that comes their way.

Sunday I had a day of rest… and laundry. I also got annoyed twice due to someone deciding to throw their religious beliefs in my face. First I go to my car and find a note with some quote from the bible stuck in the driver’s side window. I notice that every car in the garage has this note. Then I come back up to my door and find a note laying by my door… another bible quote. I notice several doors on my floor have notes as well. The place I live is a gated community. There are quite a number of buildings and I can only get into my building and not anyone else’s. So a neighbor must have done this and I think I know who it was… I don’t want to be judgemental but there is this strange lady who lives on my floor who I’ve seen on several occassions. No matter if I’m passing her in the hall, see her in the laundry room or riding the elevator with her, she is singing to herself. She never says hi to me… she just keeps singing. And she is always singing, well, religious songs. I don’t know if they are Christian hymns or what. I just know I’ve heard the words ‘Jesus’, ‘loves’, and ‘me’. What bothers me is that she or whoever did this, has no idea what my beliefs might be or if I may be offended by such notes, which I was. It’s so incredibly rude and what gets me is that this person probably feels they are doing a service or doing something good. Gah.

I finally did a search for my name with Googlism. Funny stuff. I also did a search on my boy’s name. His were much funnier than mine. I have such a boring name. Really his name is more common than mine or Laura’s, whose search comes up with the funniest results ever!

Posted photos from the Haven/Division of Laura Lee show up at Rock Star. Too bad Johnny Marr wasn’t at the show we went too… no, lucky Laura got to witness the night he joins them on stage! Man.