That's why I love her!

I got disconnected from my mother for all of about one minute, not longer, and in that interval, she scheduled a haircut for me with the lady she and I both adore. For tomorrow morning! AWESOMESAUCE.

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Last night I dreamt an episode of House. There was a case going on in the background and stupid Cameron kept showing up to be like "See, if you could be wonderful like this in your personal life, I would totally do you" to House all the time. I think there was a sex scene, but I'm not working too hard at remembering that because, for the last time, I HATE CAMERON.

The most awesome thing though? Right at about when the show throws in the obligatory curveball, it also happened in my dream that the case took a sudden turn. Usually, on the show, this happens about twenty minutes from the end and they spend ten minutes dicking around until House solves the case. In my dream, the curveball came, and House (and the camera!) whirled around to look at the clock. Then he turned around to face out at the audience and held up his thumb and index finger about an inch apart while wearing a shit-eating grin as the show went to commercial. WAY TO BREAK THE FOURTH WALL, DREAM TELEVISION!

Anyone want?

I get a free month on Netflix for any who'd like to claim the code or whatever. I highly doubt that this is anything different from what they will give you if you just go and sign up at their website (I seem to remember that I got a month free and I don't remember getting any code from a friend to do it). But! If you've been meaning to get it and would like the link, just comment.

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Speaking of Netflix, it coughed up Longitude last week, a rather decent series from A&E about the making of the first sea-worthy accurate clock that would allow fo longitude calculations at sea. Jeremy Irons was good in it, but every time I listen to him, I hear Scar. Curse of having seen The Lion King too many damn times.

I also watched Perfume: The Story of a Murderer. Um, yeah. Directed by the guy who did Run Lola Run, which is of the good. Bits were funny, but it was mostly just kinda long. Until the end. And then it was horrifying out of nowhere. Very German, in its way.

Um, maybe it won't suck?

Yeah, so remember when I posted those pictures of the contemporary Watchmen (and woman) that will be in the movie?

Here's a picture of the old Watchmen (and women! plural!) I actually feel better about the movie for seeing it, though not entirely great. I like the idea that this picture communicates a lot--that heroing is serious and being taken seriously, but, as in the graphic novel, there's a retrospective recognition that, really, this is all very silly, isn't it?

My God, though: I love the old Silk Spectre's hair (hell, her everything compared to the new one). She's super cute in a thousand ways. Apparently, Watchmen comes out May 6, 2009. MAY MOVIE? Or will it break my heart too much that I wouldn't be able to take it?

Also, apparently they're making a DVD of the Tales of the Black Freighter, which all you comic geeks should recognize could be pretty awesome. I loved how unapologetically pulpy that parallel story is.

I've just finished reading The Horror Show by David Skal again, and I'm bent on reading more about the horror comics of the 1940s-1950s. (I have Comic Book Nation, I need to get more info). Because reading about what they did in these trash books is amazing. It sounds truly thrilling and fun and silly and perversely ahead-of-their-time even for today. I mean, we live in a world today that is scandalized by breasts. Yes, we have Troma, we have independent horror comics, but where has Tales from the Crypt gone? (Except to DVD, I mean.) Where is the glory and reverence in horror, especially horror print fiction? Am I just missing it? Entirely possible, given how oblivious I am.

That's what I recognized from reading about the evolution of horror in the cinema. There's no more taboos being broken. It's sad because there are still plenty of taboos to break. We've just made it forbiddingly impractical to get them broken with the way Hollywood is set up. Sigh.

And the heavens opened up

Um, okay, wow, I didn't expect the thunderstorm. ::runs home, hopefully dry-ish::