I've had the Schoolhouse Rock "Fireworks" song in my head for days now, probably aided by the fact that when I was over at my sister's Friday, we watched the entire SH-R DVD. I don't know what it says about me that I can barely remember stuff from last week, but I remember pretty much all the words to Grammar, Multiplication, History and Science Rock from 35+ years ago. Selective memory! :-D
Our City of Long Beach Fireworks Extravaganza isn't until this coming Friday (and my nephew is coming over and spending the weekend while my niece is at sleepaway swim camp for ten days), so the only fireworks in the area were the illegal kind. One of my neighbors would set off some firecrackers, and two minutes later, a cop car would drive down the block. Then five minutes later, more would go off a couple of blocks down. Stealth firecracking, apparently, and nothing to write home about.
Here's something that may or may not be worth writing home about.
Glenn Beck's Revisionist History Timeline care of Media Matters, with links to the corresponding articles. (One of my favorites is his deconstruction of The Beatles' "Revolution.") The whole thing is so ridiculously nonsensical, and it would be vastly entertaining in a OMGWTFBBQ/ROTFLMAO way if there weren't tens of thousands of American people who actually believe this shit.
In other WTF news, apparently the administrators of an elementary school in South Korea called one of the big Entertainment agencies this past week to complain that the news that two of its K-Pop idols dating was so upsetting and distracting, that the school's students couldn't concentrate and just sat at their desks and cried. For days! I ... have no words. Mind you, the two idols (one male, one female) are in their early 20s. Granted, a lot of the older fans freaked out as well, like they always do, but really - elementary school students? To the point where the principal called the agency? Really, SK? Priorities.
I'm really tired today. I don't know why - it's not like I did much this weekend. I tried to write a little bit, but there was nothing, nandemo, nada, so I just played Boggle online instead. At least it was a word-related game! Interesting how "porn" isn't an acceptable word, but "porno" is. Not that there's any of that going on around here, because my porn mojo is apparently in deep hibernation for the Australian winter.
Just over a week until DH Part 2. We're going to the midnight IMAX show on Thursday the 14th. My sis and I watched Part 1 this past Friday. I hadn't watched it since I saw it in the theater. Have I mentioned how much I LOVE the camping scenes? Although they're much better in the book, with the exception of the derpy Harry dance in the tent. :-P
Oh, and you know what else is coming up this week? TORCHWOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO excited! If I was feeling less lazy, I'd have put that in big, red, sparkly heart text. Oh, how I've missed you, Jack! Gwen! Rhys! And now I get a cranky Bill Pullman as well! W00t! Bring it on! Even my mom is looking forward to it! This Friday, July 8 at 10:00 p.m. on STARZ! \o/
ETA: and for those of you who tend to stumble around in the dark, never fear! TEVA™ now makes
flip flops with a built-in flashlight. I suppose they'd be helpful on camping trips when you need to find a place to pee - to make sure you don't go squatting in a patch of poison ivy, lalalalalala. What? If I'd had flashlight shoes, it would have saved me a trip to the emergency room and a lot of discomfort!