Fable 3

Ok, ok, ok. I know I said 8-bit games were the best... but dammit I love Fable III! I. Can't. Stop. Playing. It.  I can't eat, I barely sleep, it's all I think about! When I'm not playing, I'm thinking about when I can play next. It's becoming a problem. When I'm at work all of my conversations turn to Fable 3. My co-workers think I'm insane. They're probably right. But whatever! I have to beat the game. Twice actually. First I have to beat it good, then I have to beat it evil. I loved the game the moment I started it, but then to make it even sweeter... I heard King Logan speak. It's friggen Michael Fassbender! Could this game get any better for me? The man gives good voice. Michael Fassbender has one of the greatest voices in the world. Seriously. He was in a British series called Hex where he played a (smoking hot!) fallen angel. So so good. He was also in 300 as one of the many ripped Spartans. "Then we will fight in the shade." Ugh. Fable 3 I heart you so much.

Skates

Dammit, I really want some roller skates! I'm clearly watching too many movies about Roller Derby. I'm kind of obsessed. Not that I have any aspirations for joining. No thank you. I'm not aggressive enough. Plus...  I don't know how well I'd take a hit. I'd either go down and be a total baby about it or flip the hell out and try and tear the other girl's hair out. Wait. What happened to not being aggressive? Hmmm. Maybe I could be a part of this sport! Well for the time being I think I'll just stick with watching movies about this. Two of my favorites are Whip It and Blood on the Flat Track. Whip It is an actual movie starring Ellen Page and Drew Barrymore and it is awesome. Blood on the Flat Track is a documentary about the sport and about the Rat City Rollergirls. It is also awesome. So if you have any interest in seeing girls beating the hell out of each other or if you just want to see some bad ass ladies, Derby is for you. We have a team here in town, I gotta get to see them play! Dang I need some skates!

Phantom?

I think I may have a problem. Now I'm dreaming about geeks. Jim Parsons (aka Sheldon Cooper of The Big Bang Theory) made an appearance in my dream last night. (Get your mind out of the gutter, please.) What made it extra special sauce weird was that fact that he and I were discussing The Phantom of the Opera. While it is true that I'm a bit of a closet Phantom Phan, it's just never come up before. In dream or real life. So very random. Though if I could interact face to face with him that would be awesome! But honestly, I don't think I'd talk Phantom with him, it would probably be a lot of high pitch giggling and babble.

#$@%*&%$#<>^@!!!

Holy Mother of Pearl! I got an email yesterday about the Mustang!! I won't lie, I may have done a happy dance. The guy who's selling it finally responded! Whoo!... Ok, yes, I'm still very very poor but I'm crossing all of my fingers and toes. Everyone (that means you Cupcake & Crash) think positively! I want good vibes. I want this car more then anything... ok almost more then anything. I'd still rather marry Fatty from Family Force 5, but the 'Stang is a very close second. If you don't know who Fatty or Family Force 5 is.. well, truthfully you're probably not the only one. But still! Shame! They (FF5) are my favorite band of all time. And (obviously) Fatty (the bassist) is my favorite member of the band. He's pretty dreamy... In a mountain man sorta way. He looks like he'd go cut down some trees for fire wood, come home, rock your world, then read you some poetry. At least that's how I see him anyway. If you're even slightly interested, they're first album is my favorite, partly because of it's name. Business Up Front Party In The Back (Diamond Edition). Oh yeah. A little crunk rock if you please.

Zombies Ate My Neighbors

Man. Super Nintendo. I miss those days. 8-bit games were the best. Ok. I'll grant you the graphics today are better. Hands down. But as far as I'm concerned old-school games were just more fun.You had to work harder for it too, ya know. You didn't get to just save the game, you'd get codes to skip to the level you left off on. But if you lost that password, you're out of luck. I was so bummed, I lost my system when I was 10 and I thought I'd never get to play my games again. Alright, yes, I could have gone out and gotten another console but I'm broke... and probably a little lazy. So there it was. I was doomed! Doomed to not play my beloved childhood game ever again. Until! Cupcake's brother hooked me up! Found Zombies Ate My Neighbors for me and I've been in a happy videogame induced stupor ever since. Just like all of my formative years. Bless you Bob, bless you. 

Home Day

Today I'm going to do absolutely nothing. I can't wait. It's all about my movie day. What am I going to watch, you ask? A couple of action movies to get my heart pumping to start with. I'm thinking maybe Predator, Predator 2 and Predators. Then Guillermo Del Toro's The Devil's Backbone. A boy named Carlos moves into an orphanage during the last days of the Spanish Civil War. He begins to unravel the dark history of  his new home and learns more about the ghost that haunts it. After that I think I'll watch  Ondine the new Colin Farrell film. It's a modern day fairy tale about a fisherman who catches a lovely woman in his nets. Like Grimm's fairy tales it has an edge of darkness to it. It's going to be glorious! A beautiful movie day. Hopefully there won't be any interruptions.

Update: Holy crap. Predators was bananas! This has yet again reminded me why I love Robert Rodriguez's movies! Also I officially want to marry Adrian Brody. Or Robert Rodriguez. Or both. Yes, definitely both. Let's make this happen. Though if marriage is totally out of the question, then at least give me a sequel. I'll make do with that. But seriously.... Adrian give me a call.

Yeah... Ondine was... incapable of keeping my interest. I tried very hard to sit through it. I did. But it did nothing for me. Colin Farrell tried his best but even he could not hold my attention.  

Christine

 I'm feeling depressed about my (potentially) lost love. Can you miss a car you never had? Never drove? Never even sat in? Yes. Most emphatically yes. I was already picking out a name for it. I'm a namer, I like to name things. Hell, I've named other people's cars! Nearly every piece of tech I own has a name. It's a little weird but whatever, don't judge it.

 So I think because of my car-depression I should write about one of my favorite car movies ever. Christine (Special Edition)  Based on Christine (Signet) by Stephen King. It's a love story really, about a boy and his car. His psychotic killer car. Our hero Arnie is a geek (hmm I'm noticing a trend in my movie's heroes) with one friend named Dennis. Anyway Arnie is bullied in shop class, but as it happens, today a teacher catches it in action. The bully Buddy (oh the irony) is pissed! Later that day as Dennis is driving him home, Arnie spots a beat up wreck by side of the road. It's a total piece. But Arnie sees nothing but potential. He's asks the creepy owner about it, he's told (creepily) that the car is a Plymouth Fury. And that she has a name. Christine. Arnie buys Christine on the spot. A sales pitch like that? Who wouldn't? When he gets Christine home he catches hell from his parents. How dare he buy a car with his own money?! For the first time ever Arnie stands up for himself, he's keeping her whether they like or not. So there! They tell him he's not keeping that bucket on their lawn. So he takes it to a junkyard garage to store it. Then with blood, sweat, and tears Arnie restores Christine to her former glory. Which, somehow, makes him way less nerdy. Which leads to Arnie getting a lady, Leigh Cabot, the new girl and total babe.
 After dating a bit Leigh tells Arnie that she doesn't like his car, that it gives her the creeps. (Gasp.) While at the drive-in. In a storm. Sitting in Christine. Clearly she doesn't have the best timing. Suddenly the windshield wipers get stuck, he jumps out to fix them, the radio turns itself on, Leigh begins to choke on her hamburger, and the doors have locked. Arnie tries to get in but its use. Luckily Leigh manages to get her door open and a Heimlic maneuver from a stranger. She blames the car. Says she's not riding in Christine anymore. Ever. I mean the radio only plays old songs. How weird is that Arnie? After Arnie leaves Christine at the garage Buddy the Bully and his group of hood friends sneak in and DESTROY her. With crowbars, knives, screwdrivers, bats... well you get the idea. It's hard to watch. When Arnie sees her its so sad. Leigh however doesn't seem too broken up about it IMHO and Arnie agrees. He loses it on her. Tells her this is what she wanted! To get rid of Christine! He gets very emo there. He tells all the haters that he WILL fix Christine and all will be right with the world again. "Whoa, whoa. You better watch what you say about my car. She's real sensitive."
So down to the garage he goes. There while assuring Christine that he'll fix her no matter what, he hears a strange sound. The mangled engine rights itself. Instead of calling for a young priest and an old priest Arnie simply says "Ok... Show me." Christine pop 'n' locks herself to a like new condition. And then its time for revenge, the murderous rampage begins. Finally its time for Christine to seek and destroy. She chases one kid all over hell's half acre, she could have caught at any moment but she enjoyed the chase too much. She crushes him against a wall when she's done playing with him. Next she burns down a gas station with two baddies inside. Then runs Buddy down as he tries to escape the burning building. Leigh and Dennis notice a change in Arnie, and they're not too pleased with it. They decide the only way to save him is to destroy Christine. With a bulldozer (which luckily Dennis knows how to hotwire and drive!). Time for the show down  Dennis in the bulldozer vs Arnie in Christine. It doesn't end well for Arnie, I'm afraid, he's thrown through Christine's windshield and impaled by a shard of glass. With his last bit of strength, he reaches out and strokes Christine's grille. Her headlights shutting off was enough to make ya cry. But remembering that those damn kids were the reason Arnie was dead, she went after them again. They use the bulldozer to crush her down to little itty bitty pieces, the whole time Christine's radio is playing 'Rock and Roll Will Never Die'. Cut to Leigh and Dennis (and a cop I didn't mention) looking at a large metal cube in the junkyard. Zoom in on her grille starting to fix itself. The End.

This is the longest review I've done yet. Shows how much I just adore love stories.

OMG

I'm in love! My heart is, at this moment, pounding wildly in my chest. I need this in my life! Like today. I'm talking about a 1967 Ford Mustang. Holy crap! Say it with me people: Mustang! Too excited, can't breathe, must calm down. Ok, let's be rational, I may not be able to get it. But damn I want it!
I'd give a kidney for that car!

Update. Yeah I'm still poor. The Mustang is still totally out of reach financially, but strangely, I hold out hope. I'm rarely the optimistic type, and yet here I am fingers-crossed hoping for the best.

Summertime

Do you remember summer? You know, back when you were a kid, when it was still fun? Oh, for those unending days of sun drenched summer. Granted I never actually went out into the sunshine, it was far too harsh on my uber pale self. But regardless. I miss those days. I guess what I really miss is, not having to freakin' work! Having a job really cuts into my sitting around time. How am I to write the next great American novel if I'm at my job all the damn time? Ok. Fine. READ the next great American novel. How can I make as much money  possible with little to no effort? Hmmm? How do Paris Hilton or Kim Kardashian manage it? Right, right. Well it's clear to me now. I gotta release a sex tape. Not me of course. No thank you. But ladies of the geek chic style, I will call it Geeks Gone Wild, and I will make millions. It'll be like Revenge of the Nerds only with more girl geeks and less Robert Carradine. Unless he's free? Can you say cameo?

Hmmmm

It has come to my attention that people might actually read this. Possibly even people I know. I'm not sure how I feel about that. For Cupcake to read it is one thing, but others? Outsiders? OR PEOPLE WHO KNOW ME!?!? That's sorta nerve racking. From hence forth I shall be less candid, I will discuss only the weather! Right. Well it's cold... and, um, dark. Soooo there you have it. Now what? Screw it! I can't take the pressure! I'll tell you what you want to know!.......     Ahem. Sorry, panicked there. Anyway if you read this and you think you know who I am, well feel free to pretend that you don't. I'm going to go back to my happy state of being entirely anonymous. Even if it is just in my head. Or you could run up to me screaming about reading any or all of this. Whatever. Your call.

Four Loko Halloween

I was still in Denver at the time so it was damn cold. But happily, not snowing, much to the native Coloradan's
surprise. I'd been told again and again that the first snow is always on or around Halloween. There was much hand wringing on my part. (I am very much NOT a fan of snow.) After piling into the car my friends and I headed to the middle of Nowhere, where all truly great Halloween parties should be had really. Once there Cupcake and I jumped wholeheartedly into the land of Four Loko. It is an experience you won't forget. Unless you have several... at which point your memories might be a little sketchy. There was much dancing. Then more Four Loko. Then more dancing. Then more... Well you get the idea. Energy drinks man, you gotta love 'em. By the end of the night, we were exhausted (duh.) and ready to go home and pass out in our comfy beds, er, couches for Cupcake and me. So we sit our happy (tired) selves down on the front porch to wait for the taxi that's coming. Allegedly. Despite Cupcake's bro calling 4 times through out the night we never did see that daggum cab! We went back inside and passed out on our host's couches instead. When morning came we blearily staggered to the car and made our way home. It. Was. Awesome. Four Loko, how I love thee.

This party is also the reason I can now quote my best friend and say "I like to sit sometimes, it stops the dancing." Because, really, there has never been a truer statement. Well done Cupcake. Well done. I think I might make quoting her part of my own little chunk of internets. Occasionally when her brilliance comes bubbling out verbally, it will be documented here. So Cupcake, keep 'em coming hon.

Next Time We Roadtrip!

Airports are like glimpses into Hell. The waiting in line, the constant sense of being watched, the lack of smoking lounges! I don't speak for myself but for Cupcake. This was a serious hardship she had to deal with. That and our stalker. We picked him up in Denver and he flew with us all the way to Florida. Despite several layovers, he stuck with us. Following us from terminal to terminal and lounge after lounge. Wherever we went he followed. It became a sort of game, Cupcake and I would try and find him in the crowd. Like our own slightly scary version of Where's Waldo? We got pretty good at it too. Granted it could have been a total coincidence, he probably wasn't following us. But it makes our flights and our stories way more interesting if he was. He probably thought we were stalking him, the way we kept finding him in crowds and watching. Come to think of it we probably scared the Hell out of him. Oh I hope so! Somewhere there's a man telling of his harrowing trip from Denver, being pursued by two deranged women.

On to happier things. Felicia Day is my hero. I would like very much to be her please! Especially since she gets to spend way more time then is fair with Wil Wheaton. If you don't know that I mean The Guild: Season 3 then really why are you here? Why would you be reading about my favorite things? Anyway Wheaton was also in the 4th season but that's not available on dvd yet (sadface). If you don't know who or what I'm talking about, well, you make me sad. So very sad and slightly angry... But mostly sad. And so I insist you Google it! Because I don't have the words to express the level of awesome you will encounter when you watch The Guild. It's not in me to tell you how much I wish Fawkes really existed. Mind you he's kind of a tool, but whatever! He's in a kilt! And he's a gamer! Real men pale in comparison.
                                                       P.S. I heart you Wil Wheaton.

Homeward Bound

Today is the day I make my way back home! When I left it was in the 80's now that I'm heading back, they're having record lows. FML. To be fair though, here in Denver it has been unusually warm. I like to tell random people on the street that I brought the Florida heat with me. They tend to give me strange looks or run away. Whatever. They should be thanking me, it's normally snowing here by now. Ungrateful that's what it is!

Alrighty, on to one of my favorite subjects: Dexter! Have you seen this amazing show? If not, why?! If so, yay! Its about a serial killer who kills other serial killers while hiding in plain sight. He works with the cops for cripes sake. Plus Michael C. Hall is pretty smokin' hot, he's by far the hottest ginger I know of. Ok. Yes it can be kind of dark and occasionally alittle graphic, but thats what makes it great!

Spoiler alert! Dexter: The Fourth Season picks up with Dexter and Rita being married and doing the whole domestic thing. Which is slowly driving Dexter insane. He hasn't been able to kill anyone in months! The baby is making it impossible to just leave in the middle of the night like normal. Plus they now live in the suburbs, (Shudder) with a neighborhood watch. What's a guy to do? And now there's a new serial killer in town causing all kinds of havoc. Who also might be Dexter's new personal hero. It's too much drama for a guy with no emotions.

Horse Dancing?

Wow. I spent the better part of my afternoon watching teenagers on horseback. I will never get that chunk of my life back. The seats at this event were no doubt child sized and made to cause as much pain as possible. But you wouldn't hear me complaining! Aside from going numb from the waist down and the blinding boredom, it was a fairly decent time. Well the parts I'm choosing to focus on anyway. One of best parts was watching the male cheerleading on horseback. Well I think that's what it was, I only started really paying attention when someone fell off. I don't know. The rest of the show will be safely repressed to the darkest part of my brain. Forever.

Does anyone know what Tuesday is? Its Scott Pilgrim vs. the World day! SP will be released on dvd at last! Huzzah! And all geeks shall rejoice. If you haven't seen this movie... well shame on you really. But all will be forgiven if you go out and get this movie. Sure, I hear you, Michael Cera isn't your favorite actor ever. Well duh! Nonetheless watch Scott Pilgrim it will forever change your opinion of Cera. Btw if you haven't read the graphic novels (Scott Pilgrim, Vol. 1: Scott Pilgrim's Precious Little Life) either, then really I don't think we can be friends. Watch the movie or read the graphic novels and maybe that will change. Maybe.....

Birth of a Blog

So.... why a blog? Eh. Why not. Do I have anything to say? Not really. And yet here I am. Right let's get started!

As of right now I'm in Colorado. Also known as the Great State of Denver! But only to a very select few, a very lucky few. So far I've seen mountains, crazed red-eyed Broncos, and huge Rice Crispy treats. I'm out here visiting friends and family with my bestie Cupcake. I feel that I should point out that Cupcake and I are pretty much in love with the same geek. This could be bad, very very bad. Or maybe we'll share him! We could be like Sister Wives!..... Or not, cause well ewwww, those ladies creep me right the Hell out.Why do I bring this up? Well mostly cause it was on my mind at this precise moment. So yeah. There ya go. I feel like this will be where I vent whatever is on my mind. And that seemed like a good starting point.

You might wonder why my blog is called Geek Girl Mutterings. Welp. I'm a geeky bitch who mutters... and occasionally rants or rambles. Mystery solved. Any and all geektalk will be pertaining to movies, books, and music. Ok, and possibly TV too. These are my favorite things to go all fangirly on. Right now I'm geeking out for Punk Goes Pop Volume 3. If you've ever thought to yourself  "Gee this sugary sweet pop song would be so much better if it had a singer growling and/or screaming in it." then this is the album for you!


Highlights:
Bulletproof by Family Force 5
Airplanes by The Ready Set
Hot 'N Cold by Woe, Is Me
Paper Planes by This Century