Hungry Hungry Haikus #39

With the winter's chill
Come some harsh realities
And frosty affections

What Watching Movies Taught Me This Week: Feb 12, 2006

- Amusement parks, tanning salons, fast food drive- thrus, Home Depots, and tricentennial celebrations should see a drop in attendance this year. (FINAL DESTINATION 3)
- Death has a sense of humor and LOVES head trauma! (FINAL DESTINATION 3)
- When chasing down people who may suddenly die in horrific ways because you all cheated death... bring a change of clothes. (FD3)
- All those dumb photos you take of your friends with your cell phone may come back to haunt you later. (FD3)
- Death must of really liked playing Mouse Trap as a kid. (FD3)
- If a cool breeze mysteriously blows in, RUN LIKE HELL. (FD3)
- If you're minding your business and any song referencing 'death', 'behind you', 'the reaper', or 'murder' starts playing somewhere just kindly excuse yourself and RUN LIKE HELL. (FD3)
- No matter the cheesiness, plotholes, acting, preposterousness of the entire story, the third film in a horror series will always, ALWAYS benefit from being in 3-D. But throw in inventive deaths and you'll be okay without it. (FD3)

Hungry Hungry Haikus #38

I will pull it out
This hook that I drove through you
You are free to go

Emotionally Charged Towel #4

So after writing my previous blog on lost sentiment in today's world I looked around for a modern song equivilant of the type I listed (Dusty Springfield, Connie Francis, The Ronettes, et al) wherein the singer simply told someone the facts: that they really liked someone, no joke. I was hoping to find something that sounded less like pleading and more relaxed. I looked first at the genius songs of PJ Harvey and Bjork but found that they still had too hard (read: "crazy") of an edge to their confessions. Then my Ipod Shuffle landed on a song I had fallen in love with back in November from the European group Goldfrapp entitled "Number 1". The song goes a little something like this...

"Walk out into velvet
Nothing more to say
You're my favourite moment
You're my Saturday

Cos you're my Number 1
I'm like a dog to get you
I want it up and on
I'm like a dog to get you

Sunset only seconds
Just ripe then it's gone
Got no new intentions
Just right then it's gone

I'll be there to meet you
Getting down to greet you"

Wonderful!! Alison Goldfrapp makes no bones about it. She tells the object of her song's affections that they are not just one of the best things about her day but that they help paint the pleasant description of the world around her. Though a mite submissive in its dog reference, the conclusion can still be drawn that like an animal she just instinctively knows what she wants and would go after it as she would a juicy steak or favorite toy. No drama, no need to worry that this girl is in over her head, no begging. Just pure unadulturated attention and joy. All this in three minutes, twenty-six seconds AND you can dance to it...