Wednesday, August 1, 2012
First of all, I know that movies are not real. Second of all, I am not trying to express any political views in the following post.
Just doing some thinking. Can we talk about what I was thinking? Tangled. We all saw it. We all loved it. We all watch it on Sundays when we don't know what else to watch. So here's the thing. Remember the first part when they're introducing the story of the flower and how Gothel was just being so selfish and only using it for herself? Ok. Stop right there.
So...just a recap - what makes Gothel the villain is that she takes all the flower magic for herself? Right? I mean is that right? But the flower is still in the ground and at least available for everyone else to use, should they find it. RIGHT?
Fast forward, Queen gets sick and it's sad and she's preg so it's double-sad. What's the answer? In the movie, it's for the guards to hunt down said magik flower, mix it into a yummy yummy sun cocktail, then let ONLY THE QUEEN drink it. Flower. Destroyed. Gone forever.
So...hold on, Queenie. How is the solution for the richest person in the kingdom to ROB the rest of the kingdom of their richest resource? Wouldn't it make more sense to make that same magical cocktail and then pour it into the water tower and have everyone in the kingdom have a glass? And THAT way, everyone can have magical hair and heal everyone else? Then. TOGETHER they can become an invincible kingdom that would crush all the other kingdoms and avatars and whatever else comes against them. Wouldn't THAT have been better? CRUSHING avatars? How did no one think of this?
Also, it's not like this flower belongs to anyone. No one worked their whole life to build the Magik Flower Foundation. The SUN dropped that flower. It's game for everyone, RIGHT?
So who is the real villain here? Gothel is taking too much heat.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Ever since I was a young gal at UVSC I've kept a quote book. What do I write in it? Hilarity from friends, family, teachers, celebs, etc. I would like to share some of them with you:
*In a flamboyant English accent: "Helllloooooooo, Catherine! This is Doctor Johnson! You thought I was dead but it turns out I was in a coma...!"
-This is the best voicemail I've ever recieved, courtesy of Ryan. Keep in mind, his last name is not even close to Johnson.
"Is 24 Hour even open this late?"
-Josh on the 36 hours in the day
"I would get beef jerky...but I'm too lazy to eat it"
-Riley on why she needed to buy 3 Rice Krispie Treats...at Chevron
"I just fed a baby, who's allergic to milk, some delicious yogurt! What to do?! Oh rats!"
-Ry on why babysitting is the hardest of all the jobs.
"Why DO they sleep in those little ovens?"
-Kiera on not understanding Japanese hotels/beds
"I'm not one to dab the grease. I just think to myself- who are you kidding? You don't care if there's fat on that'".
-Carly on eating pizza
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
With all this fuss over Jerry Sloan and Deron Williams, I can't help but feel like someone's been left out. I think you know who I'm talking about. The 7 foot Center with a will of iron and a heart of gold. That's right. It's Greg Ostertag.
Ostertag cast a shadow over 1998 (or something) with his talent, his charm, his charisma and his haircut. I mean, can you even try to think of a pop culture reference from that era that isn't centered around Greg? I don't think so.
Ostertag was the enigmatic player who led the Jazz to every single victory they ever had. It's almost impossible to understand why the Jazz traded him to another team. And then that team traded him. And then he came back to the Jazz. And then he got traded again. Ostertag was on fire!
But like every flame, Greg's career flickered and died a firey death. I don't know what year. But oh what a ride it was while it lasted! Here's to you, Greg.
As a tribute, I found some inspirational quotes DIRECTLY FROM GREG HIMSELF and also some from the Deseret News and some other source that I can't remember:
"It is true that Ostertag could not score. He was an inefficient
scorer from the field and the free throw line. But basketball is not just
about scoring". -The Wages of Wins Journal
"I just want to play and help this team win" -Greg Ostertag, Deseret
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Sometimes I drive around and wonder why people name their businesses what they do. I can't understand sometimes. Let's just give a few examples, shall we?
Expectation: Some kind of strip club for minors?
Reality: Greek restaurant in Holladay. Yes, it absolutely is as creepy as it sounds-at least from the outside. You guys, I can't just be eating in a place that's called "Tickles". And just try to tell me you don't picture all of the patrons in hospital gowns. I don't know why, it just seems logical. It's the kind of establishment you think Kim Jong Il might run.
Side Note: I had a friend in high school who we called "Benny Tickles". That is the best nickname ever.
Expectation: Whatever it is, it has about the same amount of creepiness as Candy Mountain from Charlie the Unicorn.
Reality: Oil Changery in the Fort Union area...somewhere east of Target (side note: everything in the Fort Union area can be measured by its proximity to Target). You guys, let's be real. There is nothing MAJESTIC about an oil change.
Expectation: You might assume you're in for french pastries and cursive penmanship and roses and all kinds of girly nonsense.
Reality: You're in for unfamiliar asian cuisine (that is filled with beans for some reason) and cheesecake. Serious. Those are the only things they serve there.
Expectation: It's going to be exactly like Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and you'll be sliding down a laffy taffy waterslide into a cotton candy pool! Well look think kids, you're wrong. DEAD WRONG.
Reality: Have you ever seen Taffy Town? So I've never been "inside" or "up close". I can tell you this-there's no way that place isn't a secret hide-out for super-villains. You know, like on Batman when The Joker takes up residence at the old, abandoned toy factory and starts cranking out dolls that are stuffed with crack. That's just what happens in places like this.
I just don't know, you guys.