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Awesome entry about growing up addicted to horror and monster movies.

Films etc.

I’ve often wondered how and why my interests developed as they did. I grew up on a small farm in Iowa in the 50s, and experienced all that went with that. So maybe it’s odd – or maybe it makes perfect sense – that from an early age, as early as I can remember, I was totally in love with science fiction and horror (monsters!) via all their delivery systems; i.e.  books, magazines, comics, TV, and movies. Mainly movies, probably because films are so immediate.

I was an only child, and with no kids in my age range nearby, I was basically by myself until I started grade school. I developed an elaborate fantasy life, which fed directly off of all this stuff. My head was working overtime, mainlining every film and comic that crossed my path. My mother loved movies, so we went a lot. There was a glut…

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05/18/2012 at 3:25 PM

30 DAY MUSIC CHALLENGE: Day 17 – A Song You Hear Often on the Radio

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I’m baaaaaaaaaaack! Sorry for the hiatus, but I was getting kinda burned out on these and decided to take a few day breather. In the meantime, I pursued some venues which I hope will give this blog the exposure it so rightfully desires.

For starts, I am now a member of Goodblogs and have posted an entry that you can get access to by CLICKING THESE MAGICAL WORDS WHICH WILL TRANSPORT YOU TO A LAND OF MAKE-BELIEVE AND GUM-DROP UNICORN KISSES. When you visit this website, be sure to register an account (it’s free and takes less than 5 minutes) and click the LIKE button in the left hand side. If I can get enough likes clicked, my blog goes to the front page and I get $20! Neat, huh?

Secondly, I am now a contributing writer to FindYourGeek.com which seems to be a pretty cool website. I’m spoken for, obviously, so it’s not going to work out, but if you’re a single nerd looking for that special someone to download bootleg anime with or argue about DC vs Marvel while having an intense sexy-time session, well, this is the place to go. My first article is a review of the new Captain America movie. CLICK THIS LINK, SOLIDER. FOR AMERICA!

Now, on with the show.

“E.T.” ~ Katy Petty feat. Kanye West

Look, I won’t lie, I like Katy Perry. I think she’s cute, I like her songs and think she has a nice voice. I also like Kanye West and yes, I am fully aware of the “I’ma let you finish…” fiasco he did several years ago. I think he’s one of the most talented lyricists out now and his latest album is just completely brilliant. So you would think putting Kanye and Katy together on a song would be gold, right? Wrong. “E.T” was a strong contender for song I hate, but was barely edged out by His Bieberness.

Anyway, as much as I disliked the song, apparently the rest of the world loved it because EVERY. SINGLE. STATION. played this song in their rotation, often several times a day. It was torture. I couldn’t stand her voice in the song, not to mention Kanye’s rhymes were just terrible. “Tell me what’s next/Alien sex!

what

Thankfully, the radio has replaced it with her latest single “Last Friday Night” which is a thousand times better. Occasionally a radio station will play “E.T”, but it’s starting to fade away. And that’s a good thing. Not only is  “Friday Night” better, but it had Clarence (of Bruce Springsteen fame) absolutely dominating it on the saxophone.

But back to “E.T”, it’s just awful. Horrible. And yet it was on near constant loop, like a Satan’s iPod playlist. It’d be in the playlist called “SONGS TO TORTURE FORNICATORS TO” But hey, at least it’s not “Baby”

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07/28/2011 at 10:44 AM

30 DAY MUSIC CHALLENGE – Day 8: A Song You Know All the Words Too

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Honestly, I’m not even sure what I can say about this song that won’t seem like old news to everyone. Instead, I’ll just simply like to reiterate that the pursuit and capture of paranormal entities has been known to enhance my general disposition.

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07/13/2011 at 1:00 PM

May the Fourth Be With You….

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….and also with you. Due to tomorrow (or today, depending on when you are reading this) being May the Fourth or International Star Wars Day, I am re-posting this blog entry I did on my previous blog. Please enjoy.

Christianity’s biggest threat: Christians

If you’ve been following the news lately, you’ve seen that there has been a surge of suicides in gay teens. It seems one can hardly turn on the news anymore without hearing a horrible tale of a young life snuffed out of it’s prime due to bullying and just general harassment. It’s a horrible trend and I whole-heartedly approve of the “It Gets Better” campaign to help these teens. It’s so sad that these kids feel they have no other alternative to life than to take it with their own hands. Absolutely soul crushing.

But then I found an article written by a man identifying himself as a Christian. I’m not going to link the article, nor name the author, because I honestly don’t want to give him any more attention, but I’m sure if you poke around on Google you could find it. Anyway, this gentleman goes on to say that the gay teen suicide spike isn’t such a big deal, as opposed to Christians who have killed themselves due to being “harassed by homosexual activists.” He then goes on to list eight cases where Christians were either bullied, harassed or just downright intimidated. I admit, as I read the article, I was starting to wonder if there was another side to this over-all story. But the tail end of the article caught my attention..

“These eight cases are all true except for one thing: The Christians who were bullied by gays and gay activists are all still alive. Not a single one has committed suicide.”

So yes, you read that right. His argument boils down to “Gay people tease and harass Christians to the point of suicide. Except they didn’t, and yet somehow my point still stands.”

Umm…what? Seriously, this confuses me, but it illustrates my point that the greatest threat to Christianity is actually Christians themselves.

If I may take a step back here, I’d also like to clarify that this blog entry isn’t so much a “everyone should be like me” deal but more of a “let’s take this journey together.” As a Christian, I’d grade myself a D-, at best. So please don’t think I’m trying to preach from some ivory altar and guide people to where I am. Now that we’ve established that, let’s get back to the show.

“But Mr. Zissman,” you might say “how can you possibly defend Christianity considering all the horrible things it has done in the past and present?” Well that’s easy, I can’t defend it. I can’t defend Fred Phelps, or abortion clinic bombings, other than to say they do not have Christ’s message in their hearts and minds.

Look at it this way…think of a Christianity as a lightsaber.

In the hands of a Jedi, the lightsaber represents truth, justice and peace. In the hands of Obi-Wan Kenobi or Luke Skywalker, it protects the weak and the poor and helps bring light to the galaxy. However, if a lightsaber is wielded by Darth Vader or Darth Maul, it represents misery, hate and pain. The lightsaber itself has not changed: it still hums, it still glows, it still looks wicked awesome. BUT what has changed is how it’s wielded and for what purpose. Christianity works the same way.

When lightsabers were first created in the Star Wars universe, their first intention was for good. However, when the Dark Jedi discovered lightsabers, they found a way to enforce their views through intimidation and fear. In essence, the original intention of the lightsabers had been corrupted. In fact, many people actually feared the Jedi due to the actions of the Sith, simply lumping the two together. Well, I’m here to say that not all Christians are Sith Lords.

I’d also like to think part of this poor public perception boils down to the media. Now again, let me make myself clear: I’m not going to say there is some sort of sinister liberal/progressive plan to overthrow Christianity because I simply don’t believe it. Rather, I blame the media because sensationalism sells. “If it bleeds, it leads” as the saying goes. Imagine you’re a producer of a prime-time news show. Which segment do you think would get the most ratings?

LOCAL CHRISTIAN STUDIES BIBLE, DONATES TO CHARITIES, VOLUNTEERS AT SOUP KITCHEN

or

REV. ARCHIBALD NOTGAY CONDEMNS SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS FOR BEING PART OF ‘INSIDIOUS HOMOSEXUAL AGENDA’

Again, if the producer chose B it wouldn’t be out of trying to smear Christianity, but rather it’s got more pizzaz than Option A. Let’s be real, Option A is rather boring, at least news wise. But Christians aren’t the only ones getting this treatment, as I firmly believe Muslims are as well. Once more, let’s look at possible news headlines.

LOCAL MUSLIM PRAYS, FASTS AND READS KORAN. WORKS 9 TO 5, PAYS BILLS ON TIME, DRIVES A LEXUS.

or

DEPARTMENT OF DEFENSE WARNS OF ANOTHER POSSIBLE-SORTOF-MAYBE-KINDOF-ALMOST-TERRORIST ATTACK. TERROR ALERT HAS BEEN RAISED TO LIGHT BEIGE

See what I mean?

This is a problem, and the only solution (I feel) is to keep on keeping on. You won’t win anyone over by street corner preaching, but instead following Christ’s example of humility, peace and charity. As Rob Bell (one of my favorite theologians) once said: “Why blame the dark for being dark? It’s far more helpful to ask why the light isn’t as bright as it could be.” This is a good point.

Let’s go back to the Star Wars analogies. There will always be the Force, and there will always be two sides of it: Light and Dark. For every Luke Skywalker, you have a Darth Vader. For every Darth Bane, you have a Yoda. As much as it pains me, I do not see an earthly world where the light is the only source. So instead of complaining about the darkness, instead of blaming others for being in the darkness, why not simply be as bright as you can? Try simple acts of kindness, try listening to someone hurting or who is in pain, teach your kids not to bully or hate and focus on being the best Christian YOU can be, instead of expecting people to join you in lock step conformity to your own personal beliefs.

Christ’s message will never be spread via finger-pointing and name calling, but rather through faith, love and humility. Just like a Youngling trains to become a Padawan and then trains to be a Jedi (more Star Wars metaphors!) let’s train ourselves to be some sort of spiritual Jedi. We’re all in this together.

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05/03/2011 at 10:33 PM

The time has come to incept Jimmie Johnson

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Enough is enough! Jimmie Johnson has to be stopped.

For those of you who don’t know, allow me to provide a bit of back story.

This is Jimmie Johnson. He’s a NASCAR driver.

Look at that smug beard on his face

This is Jimmie Johnson’s car. It’s the #48 Lowe’s car

VROOM VROOM

And these are the championships Jimmie Johnson has won with that car. Oh and I forgot to mention he’s won those consecutively. Yes, he is the NASCAR champion for five years running now and it’s time for him to stop.

DURRRRR LOOK AT MUH CUPS A-HYUCK

How do you do this?

HIS DREAMS.

See, the idea came to me via watching the movie Inception for the umpteenth time. In it, Leo DiCaprio leads a team of experts who infiltrate the dreams of a business man to implant an idea of their own doing. This got me to thinking that such a technique could be possible and, if so, we would need the perfect team to invade the dreams of Jimmie Johnson and convince him he needs to retire.

Now in the movie, you need experts in certain abilities to perform inception and implant an idea into the subconscious of your target.

  • THE LEADER – This is the person calling the shots, the head honcho. Everyone listens to this person’s plan.
  • THE CHEMIST – Usually the person who concocts a sedative powerful enough to keep the target asleep and assures that they stay in a dream. If the target wakes up before the job is over, the team has to escape the rapidly collapsing dream lest they stay stuck in Limbo forever.
  • THE ARCHITECT – The designer of the artificial reality of the dream and all its levels. Environments, backgrounds, settings, all of these are created by the Architect to make sure the labyrinth of the dreamscape is created to allow for perfect execution of the plan.
  • THE FORGER – This person possesses a unique talent to alter their physical appearance and voice while in the dream. This is usually done to trick the dreamer into a false sense of security and making them comfortable with their surroundings. The key for inception is to make sure the dreamer never realizes they are actually in a dream.

So now we have our roles, but who will fill them? The Leader part is obvious and that would be me. I mean, why not? This whole scheme is my idea and I am, by far, the most qualified to lead it.

THE CHEMIST – My first thought was Charlie Sheen, because I am sure he would be an expert in all kinds of mind altering chemicals. But considering tiger blood would have the exact opposite effect of what I want, I am going to hire someone who is an expert in all things SCIENCE.

SCIENCE RULES, BITCH

That’s right, Bill Nye the Science Guy. Think about it, this guy is a pimp and science is his hoe. He just pimp slaps science and is all like “DO WHAT I WANT, SCIENCE!” and science is like “OH NO, DON’T HIT ME AGAIN!” and it just works, ok?

THE ARCHITECT – For this role we’re going to need someone very creative, who is capable of thinking outside the box, but yet is an intelligent enough to know when to go big and when to keep things small.

Polka your eyes out

Yes, Weird Al. Dude has survived for years now and still stays just as fresh and relevant as he was when he first debuted. He has the intellectual credentials (he graduated from high school top of his class and a year early) AND graduated from college with a degree in architecture. Weird Al is perfect for this job.

THE FORGER – This one is going to be tough. You need someone who can cleverly disguise themselves and seemingly ‘become’ whatever role they are assigned. Now I thought about this long and hard and then it finally hit me. Johnny Depp.

He could make a man gay just by his stare. He's that sexy

This man has played everything from a talking lizard, a pirate, a legendary B-movie director, and that’s just scratching the surface.

Okay, now we have our team assembled. Now comes the hard part: getting inside the mind of Jimmie Johnson. Here is how the job goes down…

THE JOB: We wait till after a race, probably one he has won. Right before the drive to the next track, we sneak on the bus pretending to be members of his crew. Obviously fatigued after a grueling race, we’d offer Jimmie a drink. Except the drink we offer would be spiked with the powerful sedative created by Bill Nye, thereby luring Jimmie into a deep, deep sleep and allowing us to enter his dreams.

Now the key to a proper inception is leaving no trace behind. The mind works a lot like the rest of the body and is programmed to reject anything foreign that has been put into it. For example, if I tell you to not think about elephants, what are you going to think about? Exactly, you’re going to think about elephants. So this job would need us to go deep into the subconscious, to essentially go within a dream that is within a dream that is within a dream. At that layer, the mind is easily susceptible to suggestion.

1ST DREAM: Now that we are in Jimmie’s dream, we will use Weird Al’s creative talents to create a dreamscape. In this dream, Jimmie has just won a race, thereby securing his sixth consecutive championship. As he climbs his car to look into the stands, he sees his legions of fans cheering for him, except a good chunk of them have very sour expressions on their faces. It’s far from the usual waves of applauding fans he is used to, that’s for sure.

Now slightly confused, he would walk his way back to his bus, when he would “accidentally” get hit by a massive tool box, thereby severely injuring him, but not killing him. (If you die in a dream, you wake up, so we have to avoid that for now.) Now our team, this time disguised as EMTs, rush in to take him in for medical services. Except instead of medical services, he’s sedated (less powerful this time, a weaker mix) and hooked up to a dream generated by Weird Al.

2nd DREAM: Now within a dream within a dream, we’re back at the same racetrack and Jimmie has just won his seventeenth championship in a row. By this time his fans are few and far in between, most of them looking depressed and withdrawn. The fans that are in the stands continue to boo him with heated displeasure, throwing cans, hotdogs, rocks, popcorn and other debris at him. It’s at this time his team-mate Dale Earnhardt Jr (actually a disguised Johnny Depp) convinces Jimmie to blow off some steam and come with him to the press box to answer a few questions. Along the way, Depp-Junior makes casual conversation about how Jimmie’s fans are dwindling in number and how they don’t seem to be as supportive as they usually are.

“You…you really think so?” Jimmie would say.

“Yeah, I do,” Depp-Junior would reply. “Ever since you started winning all those races, your fans really got bored, ya know? They didn’t seem to mind you winning as long as it was entertaining, but when you kept up those championship runs, people just got kinda bored, man.”

Jimmie wouldn’t say anything initially, just sort of nod quietly as he stepped on to the press trailer. Once in there, he would be told by a reporter, in reality Bill Nye, that this interview is a streaming webcast, so we need to hook up to brand new Web 2.0 technology to live-cast the interview. In reality, the technology is not for web-casting, but actually another device for dreaming. This time the dream is generated by me, so Jimmie has now entered the third and final dream. This one is crucial as everything we’ve been building up to hinges on this.

3rd DREAM – This time it’s even further in the future, at Jimmie’s induction into the NASCAR Hall of Fame.  Dale Earnhardt III is presenting the induction, giving a passionate speech about how Jimmie would go on to win twenty-one consecutive championships, yet lost almost his entire fan base. By the time he won his last championship, his sponsor Lowe’s had dropped him, so his sponsor was reduced to Big Joe’s Bait and Tackle of Grass Lakes, Iowa. His wife left him, he was broke and penniless and only managed to pay for his car by being Bill Elliot’s butler. He died miserable, depressed and alone and all because he won so many championships.

Devastated, Jimmie would fall to his knees heartbroken as Depp, this time disguised as the Ghost of Daryl Waltrip, approaches him to offer some advice.

“Tough luck, ain’t it?” Depp-W would say.

“Why? Oh god, why?” Jimmie would cry. Depp-W would just shake his head.

“It’s a shame, JJ. To think, all of this could have been prevented if you just gave up. If you had retired and stopped at five, this would have never happened. Guess it’s too late now, huh?”

Now at this point we have to wake everyone up, and this is done with a “kick.” In the world of Inception, a “kick” is a method to wake someone up from a dream. It could be as simple as jolting the sleeping person, dunking them in a tub of water, or actually killing them in the dream. In this case, we would wake Jimmie up from the third dream by having a crazed Dick Trickle fan, actually Weird Al, running up to him while screaming “You killed his career!” and planting a well-timed .45 slug in Jimmie’s forehead. Instantly Jimmie would wake up to find himself on the press bus, of which a heart-broken fan kicks down the door yelling “You ruined me! I used to love you!” and swings a mighty axe at Jimmie, “killing” him in the second dream, causing him to wake up in the first dream. Now in the ER, the doctor pulls off his scrubs to show a Jeff Gordon shirt and smothers the injured Jimmie with a pillow, waking him up to the real world.

Jimmie would startle in a mess of confusion, now on his bus as it runs down a dark and lonely road.  He would vividly remember all three dreams, feeling the tug on his heart-strings about what he had experienced. Dejected, he would call the President of NASCAR the next morning and announce he is retiring from racing forever.

And that, my friends, is how we make sure Jimmie Johnson never wins another NASCAR championship again. I know it sounds far-fetched, and I don’t blame you for being skeptical. But I believe this can be done. Racing may be his life, but if Inception has taught me anything, it’s that life is but a dream.

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03/06/2011 at 10:29 PM

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