Saturday, 10 June 2006

"Surveying My City..."
Whooooo-Hooooo!!!! This picture saved my red and blue behind! I seriously didn't think I was going to make rent this month. I went out on a feverish rampage to get some great spidey pics. Even though Jameson bash's the Webslinger every chance he can get, I kind of sense the feeling that somewhere in that ice cold stone of a heart of his, he admires me. I titled the image "Surveying My City". Jameson went nuts for it! Not only did I have enough for rent, I've got some left over to take MJ out to see the Broadway Play "RENT" this weekend! (No pun intended). I already picked up the tickets!

How cool am I??

Of course, Jameson then quickly went on a tirade about Spider-Man having some sick habit of looking in women's windows. "I bet that webbed freak spends his nights peeping in on the neighborhood bimbo for some 50 cent jollies. The Pervert!!" I can't get a break. Fortunately, Robbie Robertson is always there to go to bat for me. Jameson seems to listen to him (thank god...).

He soon calmed down and focused his attention on Betty who was busy dealing with Mrs. Jameson.

Well, hope you like the shot! I'm pretty darned proud of it! I set my trusty camera on top of a mail box to get that shot. Not a very wise move in New York City. But what the heck-

I'm Spider-Man

Take Care My Webslinging Fanatics!!
KEEP ON SLINGIN!!!
Spider-Man

Time To Catch Up!!
Greets True Believers!

Your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man just finishing up a sweep of Lower Manhattan. Overheard a squad car earlier today broadcasting a 10-33. When you've been in this business as long as I have you tend to learn what those blasted codes mean. Unfortunately a 10-33 is the code for an explosive device or a threat of an explosive device.

With all of the NYPD scouring the city, a sweep using the good ol' spider sense is just what the doctor ordered. It must've been a false alarm as I didn't even pick up a twinge. All is quiet. There are still alot of New York's Finest down in the Financial District as a "just in case" measure.

Sorry I haven't chimed in in a few days! It's been one of those weeks. Between Jameson, MJ and Aunt May, I barely have time to breathe! Jamesons' been hot and heavy on getting some mafia scoops. Word on the street they're in town. As he says, "I want mobsters on the front page! CRIME RING GRIPS NYC! SPIDER-MAN HELPLESS TO STOP IT!!!"

Yea...yea...yea...

Then you've got MJ. Honestly I love her to death. But darn it! She knew about the whole Spider-Man thing coming into this relationship. I constantly feel like I'm the object of a tug-o-war game Spidey on one side and MJ on the other. It's a battle I'm getting tired of fighting.

Then there's Aunt May. I've been busy lately. Real busy. I haven't been over to see her in awhile. My bad. I feel like a dolt when I put her on the back burner. She deserves better from me. I made some time this week to spend with her and she truly enjoyed it. MJ and I are going into Queens to have dinner with her on Saturday. It'll be good for all of us.

You see? There are problems even Spider-Man can't solve!!

Well, back to work. Gonna get one more round of the city in then it's out of these Red & Blues, gonna grab MJ for some eats and watch V For Vendetta!!

Take Care,
Keep On Slingin!!
Spider-Man

When Da Goblin Comes A Knockin...
Greets True Believers!!

What do you get when you cross a Spider with a gliding, cackelling wannabe Green Goblin? Well, you get a bloody & bruised Hobgoblin limping off into the sewers from where he came...(Not to mention a bit of a sore Webslinger)

THATS WHAT!

Yep, had a nice little run in with Hobby last night! It's odd, if your a comic book reader, you'd think that every time I turn around, I'm squaring off with another big nasty supervillian ready to tear the webs off of me. Unfortunately (errr...fortunately for me!) those encounters are few and far between. Lastnight was an exception. While webslinging up around Morningside Heights, I got that all-to-familiar tingling at the base of my skull. Something unpleasant was about to go down.

It was about that time that the dull THUD of a pumpkin bomb exploded at my six throwing me against a "very hard" apartment building. Kissing a building is always such a nice feeling. The numbness soon wore off.

Now I'm miffed...

Lesson number 1 in fighting supervillians:
Study your enemy! Hobgoblin is a very strong villian. And he's got the potential of being one of my most feared adversaries. But one problem- he's stupid. When excuting an attack, he always, ALWAYS "celebrates" like a football player scoring a touchdown. I count on that. Bad mistake when you have the proportionate strength, speed, agility and healing abilities of a genetically modified spider!

Two well placed shots of the ol' webbing to Hobby's feet permanently afixed him to that glider. Whew!!! If only the movies would play back the curse words that this guy is capable of spewing out!! WOW. He's got the mouth of a drunken sailor when he's on the wrong side of my fists. Anyway, a quick tug of my left webline sent him careening into a watertower and smack into the brick wall on the other side.

That HAD ta hurt...

Once I made my way over to the scene, I was greeted with my favorite of all weapons - Razor-edged batwings! When is this moron gonna learn that these things, at most cause a knick here and...and......


K--A--Z--Z--A--P!!!!!!

But ultimately he impressed me. While I was dodging those nasty wings, he managed to land 10,000 volts on me from those blasted gloves of his. Fortunately I was airborn when I got hit or I'd be pretty fried right now.

Well, when I came to, Hobby was long gone. Now I'm on the hunt. I can only imagine what he's got up his sleeve. What worries me is that Hobgoblins' teamed up with Kingpin in the past. I find it all too coincidental that Daredevil is taking on that mobster and Hobby just happens to pay me a visit.

Time to go talk to ol' Hornhead...

Will keep you posted,
Keep On Slingin!!
Spider-Man

Immitation Is The Sincerest Form Of Flattery.... (i guess)
What a day. It's not everyday that I get to get a shot like this. This guy was on the outside of the railings on top of the Empire State Building. I was too far away to get to him in time so I locked him in place with two well placed shots of the good ol' gooey stuff! After chatting with him, I found out that he was actually a base jumper "having a really bad day"... You can say that again I told him as the NYPD stormed over to where he was a permanent fixture of the railing!

The NYPD soon had things under control. The only problem was, they couldn't move him until my webbing had enough time to disolve a bit. I offered to bring in over but the NYPD told me that this'll serve "this bozo" some good. "Nuttin like a little fear-o-god, know what I'm talkin about??" One of the officers said.

What a bunch of crack ups...

I let them have their fun and I made my way up to the Bronx to see what kind of trouble I could get into.

ONLY IN NEW YORK CITY!!!

Keep On Slingin!!!
Spider-Man

Hangin' Wit Ma Homies...
Greets True Believers!
Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man coming to you from Times Square. I'll be honest, I rarely come down here as the Square gets WaaaaaY too touristy sometimes. I'm usually looking down on the throngs of people from above as I fleet by. Yesterday was different however. There wasn't much going on and I was just slinging around waiting for a twinge of spidersense, a pumpkin bomb, Galactus..... ANYTHING! All of a sudden,

HEY CHECK IT OUT!! THERE GOES SPIDER-MAN!!

I figured, what the heck. I rarely get the chance to just hang out with fans so I decided to put my route on hold and visit with friends. A quick shot-o-webbing sent me in an arc down to the streets below. If I've said it once, I've said it a million times - You fans are AWESOME! You're always the nicest bunch of people! I met a family from Nebraska!! I didn't think anyone lived in Nebraska! Their son Nathan, wanted his picture taken with him on my shoulders. I gladly obliged. There were TONS of teenagers around! I hope I'm a good influence on you all!

Anyway I managed to stash my camera atop a roasted almond vendor's cart for some shots for the Bugle. Spidey getting all the attention always chaps Jameson's hyde.... :-) and should bring in a few bucks.

All in all, with all of the autographs & cameraphone pics it was a fantastic time and I hope you all had as good a time as I did! I've made a promise to get down to street level more often on my journeys across Manhattan. Sometimes I get wrapped up in my affairs and lose track of whats important. Trust me. Just ask MJ!!

Well, I'd better get back to it! Someone out there needs -
Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man

Spidey Slinging in
em making rent this month!
MJ headed out to Los Angeles yesterday. We spent the weekend scurrying about getting some last minute items for her trip. She's doing some kind of layout for another magazine. Go get 'em girly!!
On Sunday, we spent the day with Aunt May for Mother's Day. I tell ya, for as old as she is, that lil' ladys' got some spark!! Even Spidey would be wise not to cross Aunt May on an "off day".

All in all it was a great time though.

Fortunately nothing huge to report on the Spidey front other than my Red & Blues are all spiffy, sewn and clean!! MJ surprised me and had them washed and sanitized. Doing all of that Spidey stuff makes for some less than desirable smelling spidey duds!! The occasional rip and tear desn't help matters. Heck, even Spidey has an image to uphold!! MJ, if you're reading this, your worse half thanks you bunches!! xxxooo's

Well, Time to hit the skyline! A Spider's Work Is Never Done!!

Thanks for checking in on the Webslinger!
Keep On Slingin!!
Spider-Man

Happy Memorial Day
Greets True Believers! Today is a special day here in the good ol' U.S of A. It's Memorial Day. It's the day that we honor our fallen soldiers that fought valiantly to protect our freedoms. The REAL heros.

But Spidey needs to say something...

This holiday shouldn't be just an American holiday. Whatever country your in, take a moment and honor those that have fallen in the quest for freedom. Honor those that died so you have the freedoms that you have today. It's an ideal that we all share and have a right to.

Those heros deserve it.

The Webslinger has quite the busy day today! I'm actually going to make an appearance today! I'll be at Battery Park and I'll make an honorary sling over the World Trade Center Memorial Grounds. You didn't hear this from me but rumor has it, that the man himself -SUPES just might make a fly over!
Well, I'd better get to Slingin. I've gotta make my way all the way up to The Bronx and back down the West Side all before noon!

Take Care Everyone,
Happy Memorial Day (where ever you may be...)
Keep On Slingin!!
Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man

X-Men: The Last Stand (2006)
The X-Men, who by the way are a revolving band of Superheroes who also teach at prep school, have this practice facility that goes by the poetic name The Danger Room. The Danger Room allows them to hone their skills, powers and witty one-liners while experiencing a likely scenario (such as a giant robot attack), under parameters that almost infinitely fiddle-able (the giant robot attack may occur in the dark, with smoke and fire all around, or the giant robot may have been dispatched by an overzealous government, or the giant robot might be a manifestation of their DEEPEST FEARS) with the help of cutting edge CGI. While some of our mutant heroes just take the Danger Room exercise as a chance to blow off steam by indulging in some consequence-free environment, others take the simulation far too seriously. And I guess, to spell it out, some of us fall somewhere in between.

Although I like to think of myself as a fundamentally silly individual, I take movies seriously, sometimes even those that have no business being taken seriously. 1 Some movies and genres sit up and beg to be taken seriously, and Science Fiction in particular has a history of using speculation or amplification as a lens to examine How We Live Now (as the NYT would put it), and the X-Men series of films has been more explicit in this regard than most. So when X-Men: The Last Stand makes allusions (some more graceful than others) to the ex-gay movement, The War on Terror and employs an actor that makes me think, god, what the hell is Vernon Jordan doing in this film, it makes me bracket my “holy shit is that poor green screen work” and “I soooo would join Magneto’s (Sir Ian MacKellen) ‘Brotherhood’” reactions and think about the film in a social context, and maybe I’m a huge dork but I think it’s just as fun to react to movies this way as it is to cheer when a blue-furred Kelsey Grammer whacks some guy in the face. On second thought, maybe there ARE dorkier dorks than I.

As I understand it, and this is based on an early teenage immersion in the Paperverse, the X-Men were Marvel Comic’s most popular property for two reasons: a realistic portrayal of the mindset of the outcast and an unprecedented level of interpersonal psycho-sexual melodrama (that often veered into what now looks like to be really kinky territory). The films have tried to replicate that formula and have had much more success with the former than the latter, which has been hampered by in some cases poor characterization and in some cases poor casting.

The filmmakers early on boldly jettison major character and fan-favorite (fan of the comics, that is) Cyclops, who it becomes apparent met his demise during an offscreen session of reunion boning. Cyclops was the heir apparent to run the team after Professor Xavier (Patick Stewart) died/retired/was trapped in another dimension, but as he had progressed from tight-ass whiner to, um, even more tight-assed and whiny during the period between the last sequel and this, his presence as leader would have dragged the Team as well as the film down into maudlin bullshit. So, even before his atomization, the Professor turns over the reins to Storm, played by bona fide major star Halle Berry, who must have been cast when the filmmakers were all like, “Hey, she’s black, and a woman, she’s perfect.” Berry is completely charisma-free (except for her hair) so it only makes sense when she more or less lets Wolverine (Hugh Jackman) the loner-rebel dude, make all the major decisions when it comes to how and where they should fight, etc.

While the X-Men makes the female characters powerful in terms of the ability to kick ass, their personal lives are still more or less characterized by reactions to the male characters in the film.

Part of the film’s plot centers on a ‘cure’ for the mutant condition, and two of the female characters are directly affected by it in profoundly sexist terms. Rogue (Anna Paquin), the touch of whose skin is like being slipped a Roofie, sees the cure as a chance to be able to lock down her wandering dweeb of a boyfriend by becoming able to, you know, “kiss.” After being admonished by Wolverine (who says he is not her father) to not do it because of “some boy” she goes ahead and does it. When she returns sans powers and but ready for action her boyfriend says “this is not what I wanted,” but the fact that what provoked Rogue to leave the school was seeing her BF ice-dancing with another girl puts all of this in perspective.

Mystique, played by Rebecca Romijn in full-body makeup that makes one expect her to hurl herself against one of Yves Klein’s canvases, is forcibly denuded of her powers by the government, and promptly turns traitor because she is a “woman scorned.”

Jean Grey, the only class-5 mutant on the planet (mutants are ranked like Twisters) is more or less the love-interest of not the virile Wolverine (in fact, her sexuality proves to be WAY too much for him) but the point of a love triangle between a dude who is paralyzed from the waist down and a crypto-gay. Telekinesis, which is one of Jean’s powers, has a cinematic tradition of appearing in female characters at the onset of sexual maturity, and in this case, her supreme power is explicitly linked with “joy and lust and destruction ” (or something like that). The male characters result to all sorts of gambits to restrain her but her power proves to be too much, that is until Wolverine manages to penetrate her with not one but 3 foot-long appendages in a patriarchal recuperation of the scenario at the end of Buffy The Vampire Slayer Season 2.2 Go Team!

Only Ellen Page’s Kitty Pryde manages not to land herself in a sexist predicament, and that’s probably because she’s supposed to be like 14 and she’d cut your balls off if you tried.

It shouldn’t really come as a surprise then, that the X-Men become more or less counter-revolutionaries and defenders of the status quo, more or less reflexively so. Magneto, who in addition to being a bundle of charisma is right about nearly everything including the reflexive perfidy of the government, is stopped when the X-Men use the ‘unfair’ weapons and tactics of the enemy against him.

In spite of all this revolution recuperatin’ and woman subjugatin’, I enjoyed this movie, though I’m glad I’m writing about it the day after I saw it because I’m sure the details will soon fade from mind, like the first two, which I can barely recall. The film gets high marks from me because of the relatively short run-time and decent pacing - and it’s really rare that you see an action movie combine those two qualities these days. The CGI was acceptable except for a few moments of really shitty green screen (Angel flying?), and I guess that’s all I can ask for from CGI, is to be acceptable. But that’s a subject for another day.


1 My favorite justification is that films are “things to think with” and although I sometimes try to get into criticism about form or style, none of those things are as important as what the movie makes me think about (and I hope it goes without saying that some of these thoughts are far more tongue in cheek than others). Call it philosophical criticism, biographical criticism or just good old self-obsession, that’s largely what you’re going to get here. Oh, and spoilers. Tons of spoilers.

2 Not the only call-back to Buffy. As Matthew pointed out to me, in a weird mobius strip of pop-culture red-heads, Famke Jannssen is inflicted with the “Dark Willow” make-up from Buffy 6, which was directly inspired by the Dark Phoenix X-Men comic books

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I got an email back from Senator Mike DeWine this morning saying he has always supported the gay marriage ban and always will... and you know what my reply was? Or... would have been? Or IS, but not directly to him and just on my blog? Ok, here it is... Then YOU, sir, have a fight on your hands!! I will use my awesome powers of persuasion to make sure you are not reelected (and it shouldn't be too hard since, let's face it, you're a pretty crappy Senator anyway) and worse than that, we will tar and feather you in the streets!!! NOW which is worse.... losing your job and looking like an overgrown chicken or a couple of guys sharing the bonds of holy matrimony?? I bet he'd still say the gay marriage thing is worse. But that's because he is a politician. Anyway, you know, I am so glad that I was never alive in a world where interracial marriage was illegal. I mean, racism just makes me sick. I just don't UNDERSTAND it.... I can't figure out why anyone would be racist. I hope that someday, if I do have children, they won't be able to understand why anyone would be against gay marriage. I still might go to the Porthouse picnic. Like I have said countless times, it's not like I'm doing anything else. Well, I'll probably go run here in a couple of minutes, but besides THAT... I'm pretty much just scheduled to sit around all day. I think a picnic might be nice. Even a NIGHT PICNIC, as this will be... Um, I need to take a moment to make fun of my exboyfriend. I'm sorry, just deal with it. It HAS to be done. In his latest blog entry he writes.. I finished all my writing today. 20 pages in just over four hours... not my best speed, but I hadn't eaten all day. Now my dear, what on earth are you trying to prove here? You're obviously tooting your own horn, but why are you trying to mask it by pretending to be modest? If *I* would have done that the post would have been like this: "OH. MY. GOD. I just wrote 20 pages in 4 hours!!!!!!!! Can you effing BELIEVE that???? My GOD!!!! I am the most amazing person of ALL TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!" And, actually, his post and my pretend post are pretty much the same thing... I just don't get why he does it. If he was REALLY being modest he wouldn't talk about it at all... so why PRETEND? Ugh.... anyway... well, Alison, I would LIKE to run that half-marathon in manhattan, but it's the day before school starts.... and that scares me. Most likely I would be really tired and then I'd have to go to school the next day like "Wah... I can't walk... help me" not to mention "wah, I was in NYC yesterday and now I'm not... help me." It would be kind of cool, though... I'll consider it. :) Posted by slceostyle at 1:49 PM EDT | post your comment (0) | link to this post Updated: Friday, 9 June 2006 2:07 PM EDT Thursday, 8 June 2006 Hahahaha, thanks Jen. I almost forgot God Hates Shrimp. Posted by slceostyle at 10:38 PM EDT | post your comment (0) | link to this post Since June has arrived I have felt the need to actually... go outside. These 6 weeks are going pretty fast now... Porthouse move-in is only 2.5 weeks away. I think I should really ENJOY the fact that I do nothing right now because as soon as Porthouse starts the time will go WAY too fast and suddenly it will be August and summer will be over. And then... you know... I'll be sad. I like school and I like seeing my friends every day and being involved with stuff but there is just something about summer, you know? This is the whimsy talking. I just have SO MANY good summer memories... I don't think I've ever had a BAD summer (knock on wood). I have, however, had bad every other seasons (blame this on boys) so I never look forward to them AS much because of the whole... memory thing. But summer... summer is untainted. Summer is pure. I think the next sunny weekday I am going to go down to the Boat Basin and just... sit there for a while. There's benches. Everyone likes a good bench. There is just nothing to do here except enjoy the scenery. Unless you OWN a boat... then the sea is your limit. We don't own a boat and the nothingness of Huron is our limit. I went for a run and laid out again today. I wasn't out long before it got cloudy, though, and laying out was pointless. It made me feel good about life, though... I must have had low vitamin D or something. Posted by slceostyle at 7:17 PM EDT | post your comment (1) | link to this post Wednesday, 7 June 2006 I LOVE "Drop Dead Fred." What a great movie. And did anyone realize that Rik Mayall (Fred) was the King Herod in the JCS from 2000 with the white Judas? I sure didn't. Until I IMDB stalked him. But, anyway, that movie is just adorable and uncomfortable and... nice. And I love it. I emailed a couple of Senators yesterday... including Hillary Clinton. You know, sometimes you have to get your ideas out there... I went for a run today and then it started to rain. My MP3 player hasn't been working for the last couple of weeks but today it mysteriously WAS so now I am afraid to turn it off. I really want to go to that Porthouse picnic on Friday but I feel like it's a really long drive for... a picnic. But I would get to see some drunk faculty members, because that is always funny. I dunno... Ali, are you going? I might go.... it might depend on if my parents give me gas money, though. ;) Oh, Lisa Loeb is playing at the Kent Stage tomorrow night and ONCE AGAIN I am somewhere other than Kent and will have to miss it. I wish she would just come to town when I am there so I could freaking see her show because Lisa Loeb is AWESOME. I had this dream that will never, ever come true... but it was really nice. Posted by slceostyle at 5:46 PM EDT | post your comment (4) | link to this post Tuesday, 6 June 2006 We FINALLY watched the last episode of That 70s Show.... it was sad. Well, I was sad. I was, however, so relieved that Eric came back. I was going to be so mad at Topher Grace if he didn't come back... I mean, it was HIS show. Did anyone else notice how that stupid "filler" character with the longish hair (I can't remember his name) disappeared the moment Kelso was on the show? I hated that character anyway. He was stupid and the actor was ridiculously bad. Kitty telling Donna she would always be a daughter to her... that was one of the saddest things I've ever seen on a sitcom.... My mom and I watched this Food 911 today and they made chicken dumpling soup... so then WE (and by "we" I mean my mom) made it for dinner. It turned out really good, too. That Food 911 guy sure does know his chicken dumpling soup. My mom also said "He's cute. Why don't you marry him?" as if A. I was actively searching for someone to marry B. I would have ANY opportunity to meet this guy even if I was. I don't know why she said it. I also watched the Federal Marriage Amendment debates in the Senate for like 2 hours. I was scared to do anything else today because of the date. But Happy Birthday to John Popa! Posted by slceostyle at 9:23 PM EDT | post your comment (1) | link to this post Monday, 5 June 2006 I wrote the post below for like an hour... and then I c&p'd it to ensure its safety.... and immediately after Internet Explorer had to close for one of those unknown errors. I was like "Whew.... luckily I c&p'd this" but as I went to paste it into Word, it was nowhere to be found on the clipboard and I had to start all over again. I was very unhappy. The original post was better. I watched "The Jerk" last night and it was so freaking hilarious. I had never seen it before but was intrigued by what I saw on the Top 100 Funniest Movies of All Time (which was a mediocre list at best). This movie is awesome. There are very few movies that were made before I was born that I find REALLY funny, but this was definitely topping the list. The part when Steve Martin got out of the bathtub to run after Bernadette Peters and was naked and holding that dog up in front of him... and then picked up the neighbor's dog to hold in back of him... and just the fact that he was shielding himself with DOGS... oh, man. Comic genius. I was also surprised at how lovely Steve Martin's singing voice is. I went for a run today and I also laid out by the pool for a while. The weather was perfect... and it was just so nice, hearing the "waves" (they're hardly waves) come in from the lake. I loved it. Posted by slceostyle at 11:32 PM EDT | post your comment (0) | link to this post There is no doubt in my mind that some Senators will make note of tomorrow’s date and try to use it as “proof” that gay marriage is wrong. The Pat Roberstons of the world will likely point out the fact that of course these debates are being held now and that it has to be the devil’s work that they’re even having conversations…. But I sort of agree with that statement. There must be a really strong evil in this world if we can think about denying marriage to two people who are in love. How can we justify judging them? How can we justify breaking their hearts? It doesn’t HURT anyone! Oh, but they say it hurts children. What if a gay couple doesn’t want to have children? And even if they did, wouldn’t being in an orphanage hurt more? Or being shipped from foster home to foster home? Or being raised by celebrities? Or being raised by abusive parents? Or emotionally unavailable parents? Or parents who neither had the means or the ability to raise children? Some say a gay couple should not be allowed to get married because they can’t produce children. So what about straight couples who can’t produce children? What about people who never want to have children? Should THEY not be allowed to get married? And for that matter, what about single parents? If having one mother and one father is such a big deal, why are they allowing children to be raised by just a mother or a father? It’s funny, one of the first things I ever remember learning is that families come in all shapes and sizes (and you can thank Sesame Street for that). The typical “nuclear family” is not the ONLY kind of family. I have had this burned into my brain for the last 20 years. I don’t know why I could understand it as a four year old and some of our law makers cannot. Our country was founded by people searching for religious freedom and that is why we are a Christian-only nation. That is why we base all of our laws on the Bible and have a very literal approach to everything it says. But wait! Remember JESUS? Remember how when he came he told us NOT to judge others (in Matthew 7, 1-5)? Remember how he seemed to preach love and acceptance for everyone? Remember how Christians DON’T keep Kosher or many of the other ancient Jewish laws but INSIST that Leviticus is the be all end all opinion on gay marriage, when half the Jews, who read the Torah as Christians do the New Testament (and Leviticus is a book of the Torah), don’t seem to care? But we’re NOT a Christian-only nation. There’s a separation of church and state in this country so that we could keep these things from happening. It seems in the opinion of those willing to oppress gay marriage, we should also forbid atheists, agnostics and those of other religions outside the Judea-Christian realm to get married… but we don’t do that. If I could go out tomorrow and marry some random guy off the street who I didn’t love, why shouldn’t gay couples who ARE in love be allowed that right? How can we justify keeping love and happiness out of this world? Once again we will climb onto our American high horse to tell the world that we know what liberty is. Liberty isn’t “the condition of being free from restriction or control”, nor is it “the right and power to act, believe, or express oneself in a manner of one's own choosing”…. Liberty is telling some of the nicest, most morally right people I will ever know, that they can’t get married because they’re gay. Because they were born that way and even though it wouldn’t hurt anyone more than any straight marriage hurts someone, in our OPINION, it’s just not right. Our forefathers didn’t fight for this country 230 years ago for this. Posted by slceostyle at 2:52 PM EDT | post your comment (6) | link to this post Sunday, 4 June 2006 Today I started thinking about all the auditions I want to go to next year. There's a lot. I mean, I want to go to as many as possible... UPTAs, OTAs, NETC, SETC, Porthouse, Cain Park, Strawhat and hopefully the showcase (because I want to WORK after I graduate college)... and this... is going to cost SO MUCH MONEY! :( I did some preliminary math, and with just the registration, flight and hotel costs (and the printing of headshots), I would have to spend $1855. That's not including things like... food. Or rental cars. God... this is going to be hard. A lot of the actual flight stuff isn't online yet since it's so far ahead of time, so I estimated high for those costs (hopefully they'll go down) and sharing hotel rooms will most likely bring down costs as well... but jeez. I mean, I knew it was going to be high. I think I told my parents earlier in the year that it was going to be like $5000 for all these auditions, though, so this is... better. But it is still really scary. Maybe I SHOULD try to not get cast in the fall shows as Kent so I can work and make money. Or maybe I'll get some kind of magical grant from the state of Ohio to cover the costs. I wonder if I can write them off on my tax return for next year.... I hope I'm not the only one who cries during each episode of Extreme Makeover Home Edition. We have the Food channel on video on demand and that is awesome. I wish the History channel had video on demand, too.... oh my God, I SO need a life. I can't wait to work out again at the rec center. I mean, really. I miss it so much. Posted by slceostyle at 10:04 PM EDT | post your comment (1) | link to this post Saturday, 3 June 2006 So.... what ever happened to Josai (aka, The Hottest Man Alive)? I feel like it's been a year since he last commented on here. Are you still out there, man? Posted by slceostyle at 11:24 PM EDT | post your comment (0) | link to this post Yesterday I took my sister back to Kent and then I stopped into the box office to get my "Dames at Sea" comp ticket and said hi to Ryan and Jessie and then when she got off work, jessie showed me my soon-to-be apartment. It's kind of smaller than my old one at eagle's landing... and by "kind of" I mean "a lot." It'll be ok. But Allison, we can't room together. :( Jessie and Ali are already in separate rooms... since I don't mind the kitties, I said that I would just take over the extra bed in Jessie's room. So, boo... but it's not like we're in different APARTMENTS, so I'm sure we'll be fine. :) I bought a towel apparatus and a shower... thing... for us since eagle's landing sucks. Now all we need is a slip cover for that ugly couch.... OH, and Allison, Ali and Jessie both brought TVs, and I HAVE to bring mine, so you can bring yours if you want, but you don't have to. :) Ok, anyway, I got home early because I told my grandma I was just going to the bank (but was gone for a couple of hours) and I didn't want her to have to wait up late for me. There WILL be a Sterling reunion soon, though. Mark my words. Today was POPAPALOOZA. I didn't realize how long it had been since I had seen John Popa until I was about to go in and then I got really... nervous. But, I got to see Sergio, Cass and BOB HERRO (who I haven't seen in FOREVER and he's all married with a baby on the way), so it was just a truly magical time. I got him a card. I drew a picture of a duck on it. I listened to the whole Kelly Clarkson "Breakaway" album in the car on the way back here. I can relate to every single one of those songs. And now it's Huron. Woo.

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