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There's glitter on my fingers.

Been across the country and back since the last post, had a birthday and then sports, people, serious. As a rule NHL Hockey and Major League Baseball are the only two sports I make an effort to stay current on, but in December it’s hard not to catch a slight Football Fever or occasional Basketball Cold Sore. By January I am usually into the NFL playoffs (although my loyalty is a random, logic-less whore) and this year it’s no different. This past weekend particularly was full of some sexy athletic action. Action I would like to share with you here and now, on my pointless little blog:

For this reason alone, I will be pulling for the NY Giants. Sorry about the loss, Pooks, but it’s all about the Carl-man.

da bears

As I felt like death warmed over this morning I ended up taking a sick day and fighting off a headache while trying to get some writing done, which I did most of Sunday. I’m actually depriving myself or beloved beer until I get the major new elements worked out, which is a pretty good motivator- but brings the question that my headache/warmed-over-deathness of Monday may in fact be the DTs! Yay, I’m a cliche!

Bears are really out of control in the NFC right now, which slightly makes up for the Cubs’ season. Also Dusty Baker is banished and President Andy MacPhail ain’t far behind him. As things can’t possibly be any worse, well see what’s shaping up in March. They still have a good roster and if we can get some brains behind it, maybe I can start wearing my ballcap everywhere once again.

The Mystery Man on Film has an interesting post about Character studies up, which I quite want to participate in, because to me character is everything. This could be because character and dialogue are the only things I handle well and the things my scripts tend to emphasize. But the question is, which character do I want to hold up to the light and give the eye? We’re supposed to focus on contradiction and depth through character design, which is a good way to look at any character to decide if they have dimension. You want a character to surpise you, but in a way that’s believably founded.

Take Axel Foley from Beverly Hills Cop– Axel’s pretty static, as heroes go, and starts out in trouble for playing things his own way, and he sorta ends the movie the same way. His main affect is on the people around him, which makes him an incredibly strong character, he’s the gravity of the script and his goal is pretty heavy itself, taking on the people that have killed his childhood best friend. But Axel’s pretty much light as a feather the whole picture, not breaking a sweat even as bullshits his way into Victor Maitland’s crosshairs. Cool as a cucumber- (Or banana even. Wait, this is starting to sound obscene,)- mostly. But what’s really established well is the contradiction that Axel’s a cop who acts like a con. It speaks about where he comes from and how he operates, especially when you take that the people Axel has the most heat with are other cops- Taggert and Bogomil. These guys are supposed to be his brothers in arms over here, but that gap of urban Detroit kid and white bread Cops, that’s what gets his blood up. And dudes who eff with his friends. Then you may need to go check yourself out with a physician before things start falling off.

But anyway, I’m sure MM will have a few folks a bit more insightful than me, so check it out, cause I don’t trust my memory of BHC very far. Axel’s pretty enjoyable without all the analysis, for whatever reasons.

I won the lottery!!!

…and I’m buying everyone a car. Okay, so North Carolina has yet to actually implement the lottery, so I did in fact, not win the lottery. I did however get an extra bag of chips out of the vending machine today- As the little spring was unable to dispense my snack of choice, it overcompensated and spat out two- count them TWO! bags of TGI Friday’s Potato Skins snack chips. It’s always nice when luck, of God or the Flying Spaghetti Monster smiles down on you from above.

I can be one of those crazy superstitious whatsits with very little prompting, most often with sporting events. With televised games if my team does well, I know I have to diligently keep watching so they have my support- it’s like a butterfly effect thing- if I get up for a beer and don’t make it back before the break is over, then Steve Bartman snags the long fly and crushes the Cubs’ chance at a Wolrd Series. Like for instance the NFL playoffs here. Last weekend after a killer Steelers/Colts matchup my attention was sort of lax on the Panthers/Bears game. I like both teams, but as the game started, I began to realize that my love for the underdog was winning out- I wanted to see the Bears win. Not that the Bears went into the game as underdogs, they killed the Panthers during the regular season, but I really felt the outcome of the game was going to be a Panthers win, which it was. So this week, I dutifully watched the Steelers game, and came to the realization that I want the Steelers to win the XL. I want Bettis to have his ring and I want Ben to be the 2nd youngest QB to take it all the way. After Denver goes home crying Sunday, the Panther’s game started up again, and I wasn’t really that interested. I don’t want to root against them in any circumstance, so I guess I kinda was hoping they wouldn’t win and the Steelers could go on to beat the every loving crap out of the Seattle-why-do-we-even-have-a-football-team-anyway?-Seahawks. So I guess I made the Panthers lose Sunday. Sorry guys, we’ll get them next year.

Speaking of luck, saw Woody Allen’s Matchpoint this weekend, and enjoyed it. It really came across as two different movies though, the second of which, was a Woody Allen film, the first of which was not. The 2nd act was a little long for what it accomplished and established, and I didn’t really like the characters enough. So on the whole nothing really stood out other than the detatchment of everything, but I like some of the ideas (and existentialism) woven in an out, especially the luck angle and how it relates to life. Or say, a career choice… because everything is subjective.
Now for a non-relevant baby picture of me.

homerun! I mean travelling!

I cop to being a pretty oddball girl. As mentioned at Cory’s New Year’s party this weekend- my top three interests are Comic Books, Movies, and Computers. Which came in pretty handy when playing “Battle of the Sexes” a game Cory’s aunt & uncle, Kim and Jim brought. This game focused on two teams, guys vs. girls, and a series of questions aimed at gaps in knowledge. So guys have to answer girl-type questions and so forth. The game is a little lopsided cause some of the girl questions are the most obscure, antiquated subjects ever. But the whining from the guys, because of this, is entertainment all it’s own. Tip for you fellas next time- don’t bitch about it, you sound like little girls!
Anyway, more of my non-girlness expands to sports. That is I’m really keen on the NFC post season right now. Carolina finished up with 11-5, cinched the playoff spot. Also the Skins man! What an awesome season with two wins over Dallas. Sorry Pooks, that last one was downright ugly. And my Bears too even, 11-5 with the win on Christmas Day. My head may just explode once the postseason gets underway. Screw the AFC this year.
Hockey should be heating up here shortly too, the Canes are still strong this year, but it’s a little early yet to see if they’re going to follow through. Too many seasons they’ve run out of steam.
I’m not completely ungirly though. I did buy clothes and jewlery and shoes with my Birthday money, and I like romantic comedies and… okay videogames, a new set of darts and yes, most girls might not recall from memory that Skynet became sentiant on August 29th 1997 and lauched nukes at America’s enemies setting off armageddon. Can I help it if this stuff just stays stuck in my brain?