Stupid, and Yet It Is So

I'll get to the point. My dream is to go on the Conan O'Brien show.

He's so funny! And he's had kids on before. There were kids my age on his show. And I'd be on TV. And I'd get to meet somebody who used to write for the Simpsons. And I'd get to meet CONAN O'FRIGGIN BRIEN. He is so funny! He's met, like, everyone who's on the Big Bang Theory..... he's met Steve Martin, many times...... he's met so many cool people, and my dream is to be one of them. I just have to become famous. That can't be so hard, can it? I've got talents..... writing, singing, acting, directing...... all of which Conan has had on the show. Is it really so unattainable to go on as a guest star?

(Let's start with first of all, you're Canadian......)

(SHUT UP BRAIN.)

(And no one knows who the heck you are....)

(SHUT UP BRAIN.)

(And, oh yeah, you're not interesting!)

(SHUT UP BRAIN.)

(What are the odds of you getting famous?)

(SHUT UP BRAIN.)

(Do you think he lets on random kids no one's ever heard of? He doesn't.)

(SHUT UP BRAIN.)

(It's not going to happen. Accept it.)

(SHUT UP BRAIN.)

(Why do you wanna go on the Conan O'Brien show, of all things, anyways?)

CAUSE IT'S MY KINDA SHOW, GORRAM IT. It's famous people meets cheesy jokes meets ridiculousness. MY KINDA SHOW.

1001 Movies You Have to See Before You Die

Did a quick check on the list.

I've seen 40 of them.

Only 961 to go.

On Obsessions

Obsessions; why do they happen?

I've been obsessed with Shakespeare, Greek Mythology, the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, and now Firefly. And I've been looking through it all, and wondering, why can't I just like these things? Why does everything I like have to become an obsession? Is there some deeper meaning in these things for me? What do they actually mean to me besides an ancient playwrite, old myths, a sci-fi series from the 1960s and a sci-fi/western show that only lasted a season on the air?

My friend Alexis obsesses over things too. Not over the same things mind you; things like the ICONic Boyz, and One Direction. But if asked why she likes them so much, she would probably either reply

"Cause they're f***ing hot!"

or

"Because they inspire me to follow my dreams. Do you know their story?!" .....and then go off on a rant.

And that's understandable if you pay attention to the "inspire me to follow my dreams" part. But Shakespeare doesn't do that for me. Nor does Greek Mythology, nor HHGTTG nor Firefly. So what IS it that brings me to obsess?

I also discovered I obsess differently than other people. Me and my cousin Madeleine are HUGE obsessers and HUGE geeks. She has an entire folder that has over 800 pictures completely devoted to... it was either Star Trek or De Kelley. You get the idea.

But I don't collect pictures. I don't know what I'm going to do with 800 pictures of stuff. What am I going to do, stare at them? I suppose it's handier to have around when you feel like showing your cousin you have Firefly stuff, but besides that, it doesn't really serve a purpose does it?

But give me some footage - behind the scenes, clips from the series, anything - and I'm happy all day long. Heck, I could watch the same footage of Firefly for hours on end! But pictures? What purpose does that serve?

Why am I like this? It's weird, isn't it?

And I've been rifling through my head as a secondary task as I carry on my day, trying to find somewhere that Firefly might hit me deep, but I haven't found anywhere. It's just kind of a phenomenon that I could like a series so much without having an actual connection with it.

I'll get back to you when I know more about this.

Peace out, Homers

Margie.

This Is Called Amazingness

FIREFLY!

In my binder at school, there's a little paper labeled "Firefly Quotes".

On that paper, there are sixteen quotes and counting. So far, these are:

"If you take sexual advantage of her, you will go to a special level of hell, reserved for child molesters, and people who talk at the theatre."

"Wash, tell me I'm pretty."

"Were I unwed I would take you in a manly fashion."

"Because I'm pretty?"

"Because you're pretty."

*sits naked in the desert* "Yeah..... that went well."

"Are you Alliance?"

"Am I a lion? I never thought of myself as a lion. But you should."

"... I said Alliance."

"Oh. Yeah. I thought that was weird."

"Ah, the pitter patter of tiny feet and huge combat boots. SHUT UP!!!!"

"Stay out of my thieving I'll stay out of your whoring."

"Here lies Zoey, my autumn flower... somewhat less attractive now that she's all corpsified and gross."

"There's too much snow on the roof. It's going to cave in. His brains are in terrible danger."

"Someone tries to kill you, you try to kill 'em right back!"

"A man walks down the street in that hat, you know he's not afraid of anything."

"Damn straight."

*holds out gun*

"Are you offering me a trade?"

"A trade?! This is robbery! Miles more worthy than what you got!"

"WHAT I got? She has a name."

"So does this! I call her Vera."

"Testing.... testing... captain, can you hear me?"

"I'm standing right here."

"You're coming in good and loud."

"Cause I'm standing right here."

"Your bible is broken. False predictions, false lagistics.... doesn't make sense."

"Why'd y'all order a dead guy?"

"You have the right to live and try to kill people."

"You would have kissed her too!"

"Wash didn't."

"BUT SHE WAS NAKED! And all..... articulate."

...... and counting. :)

Long Time No Post

Hey guys! I know it's been a while since I last posted, so shall I fill you in on what's been going on?

The horror movie me and Jacey were making is in fact a go. It's called Nightmare, and we've begun filming it. Don't look like we're going to stop till we're done. Which is just the way, uh huh uh huh, I likes it. Want a sneak peek? Check it out here.

Secondly, the book I finished. Started editing it, finished three times already. But I've got to edit it until I find nothing left that needs editing - that's what Raold Dahl says. Paraphrased, but to that effect. I'm also working on a couple other projects. Wanna read? Check my stories out here.

Besides that, life has been uneventful. Well, not really, but the events I have mentioned will have to be in another post. It'll take too long to say it all here. But one major thing has happened; I have recently become obsessed with a stroke of genius of Joss Whedon, and that little stroke of genius is called Firefly. Too bad it was cancelled. That damn Alliance at Fox wouldn't know a good show if it jumped off a caravan and told them "I swear by my pretty floral bonnet I will end you." Sigh. Curse their sudden but inevitable betrayal. If only they knew I can kill them with my brain.

Peace out, Homers.

Just call me Jade.

Interpretive Dance/Singing!

My singing isn't the best here either, and I am NOT a dancer, me and my friends had a joke about interpretive dancing to this song and I just thought, ah, what the heck? So this is not a serious dancing video at all. Just so you know.

Also, I realize the singing in this video is not that great either. Again, just no comments, right?

P.S 3:39 That is not part of the dance, I hit myself in the eye with my ponytail.