ENVIRONMENTAL ALERT!!

Wednesday is EARTH DAY. Not Arbor Day, but EARTH Day. And guess what awesome documovie is coming out on that oh-so-special day? EARTH, the movie. So you will be seeing me in theatres Mecredi night. Oh yes, I speak French. One of these days I will post an all-about-me thingie. But not right down, when my computer screen is well within my father's range of vision. GO SEE THE MOVIE AND PLANT A TREE. OR TWO. OR TEN.

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Finally!

First I want to shout-out to a certain JA and LO, for being the hottest guy and for being the bestest friend, respectively. Now . . .
I was so pleased to see Miley Cyrus on the cover of the May 2009 Teen Vogue. I think that it's great that she is breaking away from the Hannah Montana cover, as an actress, musician, and person. If anyone out there in cyberspace knows where I can find a good pic of the Marc Jacobs white jumpsuit she was wearing in the picture on p. 24, please comment and tell me where! If not, comment anyway!
I'm outie. Showertime! *slide dances and makes M.C. Hammer Hammertime joke*

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P.S. See if you can spot me at Laguna Beach on Saturday! Me and that certain LO are going for some sun.

In Other News . . .

Our new president rocks! He gives the Queen of England an iPod (and gets back the traditional but weird photo of her and the prince consort) and he hosts the first-ever Seder dinner (Seder is a part of Passover, the Jewish holiday meant to celebrate the Jews' escape from Egypt, and the name symbolizes the angel of death passing over the families as the last of the ten plagues the pharaoh set upon the slaves, which was the death of every first born son. He set the plagues on the people after Moses [who rocks] did his Let My People Go bit.) at the White House! Betcha a million bucks that tomorrow he hunts Easter Eggs with the kids on the White House lawn.

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My Poetry Anthology (literally, mine)

To keep the poetry in this anthology fresh, I'm going to include a little poem of my own that I wrote yesterday. It's a little sad, but whatever. Like three quarters of the blogs out there are pity parties for depressed people. So I guess I fall neatly into that category.
Here it is, Doors and Windows, by Moi.

They are designed to
Let in
Or
Keep out.
But
Which is more important?
The
Letting in
Or
Keeping out?

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I Told You I'd Think of Them

Here they are, the rest of my qualms with the Twilight book series and movie(s).
Bella is kind of mean. In Twilight, she "forgot everyone's names as soon as they spoke them." Just because she hates Forks doesn't mean it's okay to be mean to people and not even TRY to remember their names. And that's another thing. She's worse than Harry Potter (another favorite of mine, the WRITING is infinitely better than in Twilight)! If he loves "acting the hero," then she loves playing the martyr! In at least every book there is an instance of her thinking this is dumb and will hurt me (and others like EDWARD and JACOB but who cares about them) but I'm going to do it anyway because it will make me seem even more selfless!
And another point. In Breaking Dawn (the horrible book that stems most of my issues with the series), they say about Renesmee that while she is waiting for Edward and Bella to finish doing it (yet another thing that does not make sense), that "Esme sacrificed her second-best silver service to keep the little monster entertained." WHAT THE FUCK?? Why her second best silver service? Why does a vampire even have a silver service???? And why SECOND BEST? If the little kid is going to grow up so spoiled as to have a silver service as playthings, then why not FIRST best? And why would Esme have second best anything? If the Cullens are that rich, then why wouldn't it all be top quality???? Ugh. The entire book is terrible. I was fine with the rest of the series until that one came along. And about the movies - how is Dakota Fanning going the play Jane, the evil incarnate supreme (besides Aro and Caius who suck)??? And Paris "DWI" Hilton wants a part in New Moon??? GET REAL!
*Again, more later.

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My Poetry Anthology

Seeing as it is now April, the month with the most springly springliness, I am going to post a spring-like poem that probably would have been better for March (it's about wind. You know the old saying: march winds bring april shower bring may flowers and so on) but I couldn't find a good one about rain. So here it is, Who Has Seen the Wind by Christina Georgina Rossetti.

Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you;
But when the leaves hang trembling
The wind is passing through.

Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I;
But when the trees bow down their heads
The wind is passing by.

And okay, there aren't any real leaves in April, but who cares? It's a great poem!

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Whooo

Today I am going to treat you to the joy of song. Simpsons style!

Spider pig, spider pig, does whatever a spider pig does. Can he swing, from a web? No he can't, he's a pig. Loook out, he is a spider pig.

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