Wait. How can you call it a year in review when only three weeks have passed? Well, technically almost four. This year in review is actually going to be more of a talk about what's coming up this year.
First off, there's going to be a lot of holidays. One every month, really, except for August. Dang August, no wonder no one likes you. I'm sure there will be plenty of birthdays, also. Lots of people will have birthdays this year. Hmmm.....what else will happen?
Well, just this past week I started two classes online. Two classes? Whatever for? I've decided that it is time to waste some money on a useless Master's degree. Just kidding. I'm not wasting money nor is this degree useless. For almost twenty years I have been involved in Educational Technology in some form or other. Most of that was spent in San Diego though, coincidentally, when we moved from San Diego to Rancho Cucmaonga, I managed to stay in the education realm, continuing to support technology.
I knew that a degree in Educational Technology was something that I wanted for a long time, however, with various bills to pay and money to save, I wasn't able to fulfill that dream. That has changed thanks to my job at Loma Linda. The administration there are very supportive and would constantly ask me if I wanted to further my education. After being asked several times, I mentioned that I did but was not ready financially. They casually reminded me that as an employee I receive a benefit of tuition reimbursement every year. Yes, I have to pay up front but am then reimbursed at the end of each fiscal year. That was definitely good to know.
With that in mind, I simply had to find a program. After a lot of research, emails and phone calls, I discovered the Master's in Educational Technology at Boise State University. The program is entirely online and I never have to go there unless I want to walk at graduation. I think the program is going to really help me with my own job and provide me with information and resources that will be effective for years to come.
Don't be surprised, then, if there happens to be a blog about my classes or if I link to some of my work. Also, watch my Twitter feed as there could be updates for my classes as well (just warning you in case you happen to look and don't understand something that gets posted).
But that's not all this year will hold. As you know, I am still trying to become a published author. I still have my one novel that is being read by a couple of other people and I have hope that another story of mine will begin to mature and finish sometime this year.
There are also plenty of movies coming out this year that are on my list to see. However, since I have a child, it might be hard to see them in any appropriate time and I might just have to rent them eventually to see them, but I will see them. Look for reviews as I'm able to write them. I think that March might mark another month of 31 posts in 31 days but don't hold me to that just yet. Plus other random blog posts about the most mundane (to most people) topics and book reviews on books that I choose to review.
The year may have just begun but I'm already behind on Christmas shopping and Christmas cards. I think I'll make it easy this year and just make a blog post when the time comes. Who knows what the rest of the year might hold but it's going to be fun.
Until next time.
Friday, January 25, 2013
The Force Is Strong With This One
It has finally happened. Disney and Lucasfilm have officially hired a director for Star Wars VII. Yes, everyone on the Internet knew last night. I even Tweeted about it (go look). However, it became official official just a little while ago.
While some people will complain that there will be too much lens flare blocking anyone from actually flying a ship or talking to someone else on screen . . . or that a random smoke monster manages to kill people for no reason . . . or that there happens to be time travel in a universe where it has not existed . . . tough.
In my opinion, JJ Abrams is the correct choice to direct the new Star Wars film and have a role in any sequels that come after it. If you look at the official statement (linked above), there are comments from three MAJOR contributors to the Star Wars films. Two of them were there at the beginning of Star Wars who have also worked with JJ and one has worked on the prequels (films that shall not be named) and the Clone Wars television show and has worked with JJ. All three praise JJ for his love of the original films and his willingness to keep saga alive.
As much as other people would have preferred a different director, someone along the lines of Joss Whedon or Matthew Vaughn or even Bryan Singer, all three are busy with their own projects. Then you might say, what about Star Trek? JJ has to finish post production on the sequel to that movie that comes out in May. For that matter, so does ILM. In fact, there are a lot of projects that JJ has on his plate at the moment for Paramount (I really read way too much about the entertainment business) and has no desire to let them fall either. But Star Wars is special and JJ is going to treat it with the care that it deserves.
JJ will take the script that is delivered (more than likely already has been) by Michael Arndt and make a few tweaks here and there and then start talking to George and some of the other people behind the scenes. It's going to have to be a quick process and I have a feeling they are going to want to start shooting by the end of the year since Disney is hoping for a summer 2015 release. ILM would need to have almost a year or more to complete the effects that you know this film is going to have.
This is exciting news and I cannot wait to see what JJ will bring to the Star Wars universe. Whatever comes of this decision, I know that Disney / Lucasfilm / JJ all made the right choice. May the Force be with them all.
Until next time.
While some people will complain that there will be too much lens flare blocking anyone from actually flying a ship or talking to someone else on screen . . . or that a random smoke monster manages to kill people for no reason . . . or that there happens to be time travel in a universe where it has not existed . . . tough.
In my opinion, JJ Abrams is the correct choice to direct the new Star Wars film and have a role in any sequels that come after it. If you look at the official statement (linked above), there are comments from three MAJOR contributors to the Star Wars films. Two of them were there at the beginning of Star Wars who have also worked with JJ and one has worked on the prequels (films that shall not be named) and the Clone Wars television show and has worked with JJ. All three praise JJ for his love of the original films and his willingness to keep saga alive.
As much as other people would have preferred a different director, someone along the lines of Joss Whedon or Matthew Vaughn or even Bryan Singer, all three are busy with their own projects. Then you might say, what about Star Trek? JJ has to finish post production on the sequel to that movie that comes out in May. For that matter, so does ILM. In fact, there are a lot of projects that JJ has on his plate at the moment for Paramount (I really read way too much about the entertainment business) and has no desire to let them fall either. But Star Wars is special and JJ is going to treat it with the care that it deserves.
JJ will take the script that is delivered (more than likely already has been) by Michael Arndt and make a few tweaks here and there and then start talking to George and some of the other people behind the scenes. It's going to have to be a quick process and I have a feeling they are going to want to start shooting by the end of the year since Disney is hoping for a summer 2015 release. ILM would need to have almost a year or more to complete the effects that you know this film is going to have.
This is exciting news and I cannot wait to see what JJ will bring to the Star Wars universe. Whatever comes of this decision, I know that Disney / Lucasfilm / JJ all made the right choice. May the Force be with them all.
Until next time.
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
The Greatest Adventure
Over the weekend I watched The Hobbit. Here's a preview:
Actually, what I saw was The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey, however, before I talk about that movie, I'm going to talk about the video above. It is a compilation of scenes from a 1977 cartoon version of The Hobbit. That video is what led me like Tolkien and the world of Middle Earth. Of course, when it came out I was three and was too busy learning how to enjoy television and reading let alone trying to read The Hobbit. However, years later when I did finally see it, I did enjoy it immensely. I even have the actual VHS tape that might get a viewing in the near future so Abby could get an early education in Tolkien.
Just as with any adaptation from a novel to television or movie, things get left out or changed. It happened with the current iteration of The Hobbit and it even happened in 1977. When I first heard that Peter Jackson was turning The Hobbit into three films, I had the same reaction as everyone else - why? It's a very short book. It's not even as long as the shortest of "The Lord of the Rings" trilogy books. The Two Towers sits at 352 pages versus 320 for The Hobbit. So why would Peter Jackson want to stretch one book into three movies? Money.
But not really.
The producers (and Jackson) state that there was a lot of information that they wanted to add from the various indices of the books as well as expand on information barely glimpsed in The Hobbit. Without seeing the other two films and what they have decided to do, I cannot give a fair review. However, I can review The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey.
Let me start that this movie only serves as yet another example of why I need to travel to New Zealand. Standing in tundra with very, very tall mountains covered with snow in the distance. That just doesn't happen in North America. It's either tundra or snow covered mountains. Not both. Plus lush forests with creeks and rivers and waterfalls. Yes, I know that some of it is CG but I know that the country is vastly beautiful beyond any place that I know.
Secondly, I can agree with a lot of the critics of this movie that it is slow. It takes a good forty to forty-five minutes before Bilbo gets up off his duff and sets off on adventure. However, during the first forty minutes (fifteen or so used for a prologue), you get an idea of the quest of the dwarves. You find out what they are after and why. You see them playful and serious in just a matter of minutes. The song, That's What Bilbo Baggins Hates was not only in this film and the 1977 version, but is in the actual book. Yes, it was adapted but the lyrics still hold the general sense from the book and give characterization to Bilbo as a stuffy hobbit that likes order while the dwarves are the complete opposite.
Once the adventure begins, the movie really starts. There is action, emotion and humor. The humor is properly placed and the group of moviegoers I was with laughed at the appropriate times instead of letting the joke fall flat.
The movie does not have a proper ending, just as The Fellowship of the Ring and The Two Towers did not properly end. I didn't mind that at all, though, as most critics would wonder, why didn't the eagles just take them to The Lonely Mountain in the first place. That's something you can ask Tolkien when you see him. Where it ended felt like a good starting point for the next movie with a general sense of what adventures might lie ahead.
I chose not to see the film in the 48 frame per second version as I was unsure about what it could do to me. I don't get motion sick very often but every now and then I can be affected and I didn't want it to ruin my movie going experience.
I would suggest that anyone that liked the Lord of the Rings trilogy to see this movie and its eventual sequels. It was well done and while it seems slow at the beginning, once Bilbo leaves his home, everyone gets to join in the adventure. As the song would suggest, the greatest adventure is now to begin but we'll have to wait a few years to see how it ends.
Until next time.
Actually, what I saw was The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey, however, before I talk about that movie, I'm going to talk about the video above. It is a compilation of scenes from a 1977 cartoon version of The Hobbit. That video is what led me like Tolkien and the world of Middle Earth. Of course, when it came out I was three and was too busy learning how to enjoy television and reading let alone trying to read The Hobbit. However, years later when I did finally see it, I did enjoy it immensely. I even have the actual VHS tape that might get a viewing in the near future so Abby could get an early education in Tolkien.
Just as with any adaptation from a novel to television or movie, things get left out or changed. It happened with the current iteration of The Hobbit and it even happened in 1977. When I first heard that Peter Jackson was turning The Hobbit into three films, I had the same reaction as everyone else - why? It's a very short book. It's not even as long as the shortest of "The Lord of the Rings" trilogy books. The Two Towers sits at 352 pages versus 320 for The Hobbit. So why would Peter Jackson want to stretch one book into three movies? Money.
But not really.
The producers (and Jackson) state that there was a lot of information that they wanted to add from the various indices of the books as well as expand on information barely glimpsed in The Hobbit. Without seeing the other two films and what they have decided to do, I cannot give a fair review. However, I can review The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey.
Let me start that this movie only serves as yet another example of why I need to travel to New Zealand. Standing in tundra with very, very tall mountains covered with snow in the distance. That just doesn't happen in North America. It's either tundra or snow covered mountains. Not both. Plus lush forests with creeks and rivers and waterfalls. Yes, I know that some of it is CG but I know that the country is vastly beautiful beyond any place that I know.
Secondly, I can agree with a lot of the critics of this movie that it is slow. It takes a good forty to forty-five minutes before Bilbo gets up off his duff and sets off on adventure. However, during the first forty minutes (fifteen or so used for a prologue), you get an idea of the quest of the dwarves. You find out what they are after and why. You see them playful and serious in just a matter of minutes. The song, That's What Bilbo Baggins Hates was not only in this film and the 1977 version, but is in the actual book. Yes, it was adapted but the lyrics still hold the general sense from the book and give characterization to Bilbo as a stuffy hobbit that likes order while the dwarves are the complete opposite.
Once the adventure begins, the movie really starts. There is action, emotion and humor. The humor is properly placed and the group of moviegoers I was with laughed at the appropriate times instead of letting the joke fall flat.
The movie does not have a proper ending, just as The Fellowship of the Ring and The Two Towers did not properly end. I didn't mind that at all, though, as most critics would wonder, why didn't the eagles just take them to The Lonely Mountain in the first place. That's something you can ask Tolkien when you see him. Where it ended felt like a good starting point for the next movie with a general sense of what adventures might lie ahead.
I chose not to see the film in the 48 frame per second version as I was unsure about what it could do to me. I don't get motion sick very often but every now and then I can be affected and I didn't want it to ruin my movie going experience.
I would suggest that anyone that liked the Lord of the Rings trilogy to see this movie and its eventual sequels. It was well done and while it seems slow at the beginning, once Bilbo leaves his home, everyone gets to join in the adventure. As the song would suggest, the greatest adventure is now to begin but we'll have to wait a few years to see how it ends.
Until next time.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
I've Got A Golden Ticket
I figured this blog needed a little cheering up after the previous post, so here goes.
I’ve got a golden ticket.
I’ve got a golden twinkle in my eye.
So why am I quoting Willy Wonka? Simple. It’s because I got a golden ticket. Look at the picture below and I shall paused a few seconds.
And while this one (unfortunately) doesn’t come with a lifetime supply of chocolate should I survive the strange and silly factory tour led by Willy Wonka himself, it does protect my phone very well. However, since I don't really care for a lot of chocolate, I wonder if I could just get a lifetime of NERDS. I love NERDS. I don't even need to take over the chocolate factory. I could just let Abby have it.
So how did this come to be? How did I manage to find the golden ticket? Well, I didn't find money in the street and go get a chocolate bar if that's what you're thinking. Remember what I just wrote about not really liking chocolate?
Actually, since I purchased the iPhone 4 a few months ago, I have been wanting to find a very cool case. I've looked at hundreds of cases and I would send Joanna sevreral links to ones that I liked but one never popped out. That is, until I literally found the golden ticket.
I was sitting at home one morning and was looking through a website called Red Bubble. It's a website dedicated to helping artists sell their merchandise. Basically artists will create something and Red Bubble will make posters, postcards, mouse pads, iPhone cases, etc. Well, I just happened to see this one and showed Joanna. We were both immediately taken with the case and I purchased it. The picture above does not do it justice and it will just have to be seen to be believed. As I said, it protects the phone very well, though I do not wish to fully test it's drop capabilities. For now, I'll wander through the factory looking for the Fizzy Lifting Drink and avoiding being chopped to bits by the fan on the ceiling.
Until next time.
Will This Never End?
I didn't expect to have to address something like this again. In fact, I wasn't even sure that I wanted to address it. I've sat in front of my computer for several days now and finally think that I'm ready to say something.
When my daughter got home Friday night I quickly got her out of her car seat and started to hug her. I didn't really want to let go. On a day like that one, I don't think a lot of parents wanted to let go of their children.
In the span of three days there had been two mass shootings with victims both alive and dead. Friday's terrible massacre of children is unexplainable and hard for any parent - any person - to fathom.
On Wednesday, last week, in Portland, someone walked into a mall and started shooting. Friday, a man walked into a school and started shooting. In both cases, both men chose to take their own lives after a considerable amount of chaos. As a Catholic, I was raised to preserve the sanctity of life and that suicide was a sin. However, it is my opinion that if these people wanted to kill themselves, why did they need to take others with them? One less terrible person in the world would be just fine with me, so why did they have to go and wreak tragedy in two separate communities, if not the whole United States?
Reading both stories with journalists attempting to find answers for the tragedies, all I could do was cry. The two people that died in Portland had San Diego connections, with one of them being an alumni of my alma mater, University of San Diego. The other had gone to UCSD. The lives that those people touched are forever changed by their passing. In Connecticut, the lives of those twenty children will never get to have those special moments that the president spoke about in his speech to America. They'll never get to even open the gifts that were probably being wrapped to be placed under the Christmas tree. The six teachers that were killed will no longer be able to encourage future students to live their dreams and hope for the future.
All of these people were living their lives normally never once thinking that Wednesday or Friday would be their last. Innocent children who dreamt of becoming firefighters or astronauts or doctors no longer getting that option. A coach of children no longer being able to teach his players the best part of the game - sportsmanship. A hospice nurse who will never be able to care for others as they reach the end of their own days. And teachers who will no longer help their students with creative projects for the holidays or supervise recess.
I understand that people die every day - sometimes important people or famous people. But in the wake of these shootings and the victims that were taken in such a random act of violence, I have to write what I feel.
When I wrote about the tragedy in Colorado (see the link at the beginning of this post), I wrote about not wanting to give up on my life. I still believe that. And while I know that it will be hard for the people in the Portland suburb and those that work at the Clackamas Mall and those in the small town of Newtown (as well as the rest of the country), over time we will all move on.
As if these stories are not bad enough, over the weekend, in Newport Beach (where we happened to be enjoying a boat tour), at the Fashion Island Mall, a man opened fire in the parking lot. He didn't shoot anyone and didn't even kill himself, but there he was, in the parking lot with a gun. And in Colorado yesterday, yet another murder-suicide was discovered after a man killed his ex-wife and her sister, her sister's husband and then himself.
I just finished listening to a novel called, When Will There Be Good News? Apropos, isn't it? The book had a happy ending but as I listened it seemed as if there were a lot of bad things happening. Sadly, there will be no happy endings for the time being and we will have to live our lives with this madness in our world.
As you read this message today, or whenever, think of your families and your friends and remind them just how much you care about them.
Until next time.
When my daughter got home Friday night I quickly got her out of her car seat and started to hug her. I didn't really want to let go. On a day like that one, I don't think a lot of parents wanted to let go of their children.
In the span of three days there had been two mass shootings with victims both alive and dead. Friday's terrible massacre of children is unexplainable and hard for any parent - any person - to fathom.
On Wednesday, last week, in Portland, someone walked into a mall and started shooting. Friday, a man walked into a school and started shooting. In both cases, both men chose to take their own lives after a considerable amount of chaos. As a Catholic, I was raised to preserve the sanctity of life and that suicide was a sin. However, it is my opinion that if these people wanted to kill themselves, why did they need to take others with them? One less terrible person in the world would be just fine with me, so why did they have to go and wreak tragedy in two separate communities, if not the whole United States?
Reading both stories with journalists attempting to find answers for the tragedies, all I could do was cry. The two people that died in Portland had San Diego connections, with one of them being an alumni of my alma mater, University of San Diego. The other had gone to UCSD. The lives that those people touched are forever changed by their passing. In Connecticut, the lives of those twenty children will never get to have those special moments that the president spoke about in his speech to America. They'll never get to even open the gifts that were probably being wrapped to be placed under the Christmas tree. The six teachers that were killed will no longer be able to encourage future students to live their dreams and hope for the future.
All of these people were living their lives normally never once thinking that Wednesday or Friday would be their last. Innocent children who dreamt of becoming firefighters or astronauts or doctors no longer getting that option. A coach of children no longer being able to teach his players the best part of the game - sportsmanship. A hospice nurse who will never be able to care for others as they reach the end of their own days. And teachers who will no longer help their students with creative projects for the holidays or supervise recess.
I understand that people die every day - sometimes important people or famous people. But in the wake of these shootings and the victims that were taken in such a random act of violence, I have to write what I feel.
When I wrote about the tragedy in Colorado (see the link at the beginning of this post), I wrote about not wanting to give up on my life. I still believe that. And while I know that it will be hard for the people in the Portland suburb and those that work at the Clackamas Mall and those in the small town of Newtown (as well as the rest of the country), over time we will all move on.
As if these stories are not bad enough, over the weekend, in Newport Beach (where we happened to be enjoying a boat tour), at the Fashion Island Mall, a man opened fire in the parking lot. He didn't shoot anyone and didn't even kill himself, but there he was, in the parking lot with a gun. And in Colorado yesterday, yet another murder-suicide was discovered after a man killed his ex-wife and her sister, her sister's husband and then himself.
I just finished listening to a novel called, When Will There Be Good News? Apropos, isn't it? The book had a happy ending but as I listened it seemed as if there were a lot of bad things happening. Sadly, there will be no happy endings for the time being and we will have to live our lives with this madness in our world.
As you read this message today, or whenever, think of your families and your friends and remind them just how much you care about them.
Until next time.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Why Am I Such a Misfit?
The other night, Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer was on
television and we decided to let Abby watch it.
Now, if you happen to see my Twitter feed from that night (or you can
glance to your left), you would have seen that I had some interesting commentary
about the show.
It’s not like it’s been forever since I watched it. In fact, I watched it last year, probably
with Abby asleep on my lap or something.
However, for some reason, now that Abby is older and actually pays more
attention to television (she can recognize so much more now), maybe I look at
the show differently.
For instance, poor Rudolph. From the moment he is born, he is shunned by
his father and then by Santa Claus.
Santa’s a real jerk and Donner (Rudolph’s dad) does Rudolph a disservice
by simply ignoring the problem and suggesting it will go away over time. Donner also figures out a way to keep Rudolph’s
nose a secret for an entire year by making him wear a prosthetic nose in order
to keep the “glowing nose” hidden away – just like the mean father he is.
That’s just the beginning. When Rudolph is “playing the reindeer games”
(something tells me those could be worse than The Hunger Games), his nose falls
off, exposing his fluorescent note to his friends. Not only are his so-called friends mortified
by the revelation, but Santa becomes an even bigger jerk by putting Donner down
for hiding Rudolph’s nose (as if Donner had a way to fix it). Here’s where we get the lyric “they never let
poor Rudolph join in any reindeer games”.
Because of this symbolic bullying that Rudolph endures,
he chooses to run away, figuring that his life will be better off if he doesn’t
have to live up to other people’s standards.
Does this sound familiar to anyone?
Anything like the countless preteens and teenagers that have been taking
their own lives because they have been bullied recently? I’m getting off-topic, though. This is about Rudolph.
Along his journey, Rudolph makes new friends, Hermey and Yukon
Corelius. Together they have an adventure
and escape the Abominable Snowman and make their way to the Island of Misfit
Toys. As I sat watching the show the
other night, I wondered why the doll had been left on the Island, so I looked
it up on IMDB. It turns out that the
doll is depressed that no one loves her and therefore is considered a
misfit. What? A doll with serious depression? I know, based on the Toy Story movies, that
toys have feelings, but wow. Severe depression. Wonder if she should see a doctor about that?
Back to the show.
Rudolph and his friends aren’t allowed to stay on the
island but are given shelter for the night.
Rudolph wants to run away so the Abominable Snowman doesn’t find
them. He runs away again (I’m seeing
some sort of pattern) and heads off into the wild. Now there is no sense of time here, but we
know that it’s at least several months because Rudolph grows up. He also realizes that it’s time for him to go
home and face his problems, like any normal reindeer.
Here’s something else that was a little strange with this
show. When Rudolph comes home, he finds
out from Jerk Santa (who doesn’t seem to be a jerk anymore – maybe he grew up a
little, too?), that his father and mother and the doe that he liked, were all
gone, apparently out looking for him.
Hasn’t Rudolph been gone several months?
Wouldn’t they have stopped trying and headed home after a couple of
days? So what does Rudolph do? He simply figures out that they must be at
the Abominable Snowman’s cave. How does
he know that? They could be dead for all
he knew. He shouldn’t just assume they
are alive.
And that’s the best part.
When he arrives at the Snowman’s cave, it’s as if the Snowman has moments before captured his parents and girlfriend.
What? How did that happen? They were gone for several months and the
second that Rudolph is in the general vicinity, not only do Rudolph’s mom and
girlfriend find Donner, but all three of them mange to get found by the
Snowman. Uh huh. Rudolph tries to defend his family and his girlfriend and gets bonked on the head with a rock (something that would have killed an ordinary reindeer, but perhaps his magic nose gave him super strength).
Just when all hope seems lost, Yukon Cornelius and Hermey save the day (and everyone else). Hermey removes the Snowman's teeth and Yukon falls over the cliff with him. Hooray (read: sarcastically). Everyone comes home safe and then all of a sudden there's a storm that knocks over everything. Santa is prepared to cancel Christmas (how would he do that, by the way? Call a press conference? Send an email? Tweet? Santagram?), but suddenly realizes that the poor sap of a child of Donner's and his freak nose might actually be useful for something. Who knew?
So there's a happy ending after all (no massage necessary) and even the toys on the Island of Misfit Toys manage to find a place to live thanks to Santa. So why am I so cynical about this show? I'm definitely willing to suspend reality for the sixty minutes. I think it's just that I look at it from a parent's point of view and wonder exactly how long Abby will believe the magic that is Christmas.
"I believe, Spirit!" - wait, wrong movie.
To all of you who have already watched Rudolph and will now be wondering about everything, sorry. For those who haven't, sorry for exposing the real world to you.
Until next time.
PS......you all know this is just in fun, right?
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
All Hallows Eve
Halloween. The one time of the year where people can act like beggars and not be scolded for it. It's
a day when people can dress up in whatever costume they like and wander
around the streets and still not get looked at weird.
Even today, at work, I saw a few people that had chosen to dress up. While it's not something for me, they looked happy doing it. I had planned on dressing up as a Musketeer (not Mouseketeer) and was going to be wandering the streets with Abigail begging for candy that she won't eat (unless it's plain M&Ms). However, this year, I decided to stay in and simply pass out candy. I do want to get a new costume but I have been unable to decide on what I would want to be. It is why I still have the Musketeer costume a few years later.
This is the same dilemma that I have with my iPhone. I have yet to purchase a case for it even though I know it is necessary. My problem is that I cannot decide what design I want. Plus, some of the cooler designs are more expensive, which makes the decision even harder.
Back to Halloween . . . .
Abby had a parade at school today and apparently everyone loved her (naturally). When she got home she was excited about Halloween but wary when people came to the door. Mostly I think she was just trying to figure it all out. Abby did get to go out on the town for a few minutes with her mommy so that was nice for them, but Abby kept getting scared by the neighbors and their haunted house. Oh well. Maybe next year.
Well, this has been a great month. I've managed to post every day on topics big, small, weird, funny and serious. There are still two months left in the year and I plan on blogging a bit more before then. Thanks for coming along on the journey.
Until next time.
Even today, at work, I saw a few people that had chosen to dress up. While it's not something for me, they looked happy doing it. I had planned on dressing up as a Musketeer (not Mouseketeer) and was going to be wandering the streets with Abigail begging for candy that she won't eat (unless it's plain M&Ms). However, this year, I decided to stay in and simply pass out candy. I do want to get a new costume but I have been unable to decide on what I would want to be. It is why I still have the Musketeer costume a few years later.
This is the same dilemma that I have with my iPhone. I have yet to purchase a case for it even though I know it is necessary. My problem is that I cannot decide what design I want. Plus, some of the cooler designs are more expensive, which makes the decision even harder.
Back to Halloween . . . .
Abby had a parade at school today and apparently everyone loved her (naturally). When she got home she was excited about Halloween but wary when people came to the door. Mostly I think she was just trying to figure it all out. Abby did get to go out on the town for a few minutes with her mommy so that was nice for them, but Abby kept getting scared by the neighbors and their haunted house. Oh well. Maybe next year.
Well, this has been a great month. I've managed to post every day on topics big, small, weird, funny and serious. There are still two months left in the year and I plan on blogging a bit more before then. Thanks for coming along on the journey.
Until next time.
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