So, the best holiday of the year is about to end, and Christian and I had a Halloween party this weekend. Our first together. It went pretty well, had friends over, several other couples, and we generally had a good time.
Nobody summoned Biggie Smalls.
In short, Christian tried some new drink, actually did a shot for once, and I danced around in a fat sumo-wrestler costume. And I almost popped my knee, something I apparently do on a year and a half basis. So it’s due this winter. -_-
We obviously don’t want to toot our own horns, but we totally won the costume contest that we totally didn’t have. But if we did, whooooooooo. Still, the competition was sort of lackluster, although I doubt that’s what people were all about. That’s pretty much just me feeling like I have to top myself each year.
If there’s one artist both myself and Phoebe absolutely love, it’s got to be Nick Cave. In fact, he’s sort of ‘our’ artist, and someday we’ll dance to his ‘Fifteen Feet of Pure White Snow’ at our wedding (everyone must participate is the silly/cool dance!)
I can actually take credit for him being our guy. I’ve been a fan since I fell in love his score for the Brad Pitt film ‘The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford’ (which I think has the record for longest title nominated for best picture), and he was one of those artists I’d periodically listen to often. Then I got Phoebe into him (she knew who he was but hadn’t heard that much of him), and in turn got one of her brothers —the only decent one tbh but don’t tell him I said that— into him, and now she’s a way bigger fan of him than I am myself!
Well, anyway, last night we fulfilled a dream of ours— we saw him live! Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds played Norway’s largest arena ‘Oslo Spektrum’ for one night only and we’ve had tickets since February? March? Around there. I think February cause they were ripped away immediately. Cave is (thankfully I should say) a popular guy in Norway.
Today is finally the last day of september. I wait all year round for this particular day. Why? you may ask. What is so special about this day?
Well let me tell you. It is the day where I clean the apartment, wash it from top to bottom, actually move all the furniture, washing places that have been ignored for a year. (Now we sound like people living in filth all year, lol) But why bother doing it the last day of september? I’ll tell you. After the scrubbing and sweating, I get to decorate the house for halloween! For me halloween is all of october and 31st is just like Christmas, you celebrate the month that has been and say goodbye till next time. (But better than Christmas because you get to wear a costume) Luckily my SO has gladly (with some force and not being allowed to have a say in it) accepted my tradition. (Just kidding, he actually loves it too). So here is how our home looks like now.
Right, this is something that’s been rumbling about in my head for quite a while. And now, it’s the middle of the night and I’ve been listening to music. For the rest of the weekend it seems I’m home alone, and these days listening to music for hours are pretty much what I do when I’m alone.
Back to the topic at hand though. Linkin Park, the void it’s actually left in my life, the outpouring of love from around the globe and the impact they’ve had on my life, once it’s all simmered in the back of my mind.
Last night marked the one year anniversary of the day the two of us moved in together!
It’s pretty exciting, folks. Well, maybe not for everyone else, but for us it’s a big deal. It’s flown by, really, and it is only the first milestone of many. It’s been weird, but it has also been amazing, and I can stress to past me about how good of a choice it was. Good job, dude.
For my part, despite that one year I had an (almost random) roommate, I’ve pretty much been living on my own ever since I was eighteen. That is, the year I was ruthlessly and carelessly thrown to the wind in a sort of ‘get out’ sort of fashion. Well not really. But I did have to move out then.
I’d think it would have been harder, but I’ve loved every minute of living with this woman <3
As you might expect, I love books. Perhaps even more so, I love the smell of new books. To the point that I honestly wish it was a cologne. It’s evigorating. Almost..sexual, actually I should reel this in right about now…
Anyway, over the years I’ve developed this mindset that I should try to write, just anything, even when I’m not really writing for any of my projects or just generally ‘working’. As I kind of am not doing right now. I’ve written on other stuff periodically, yet at the moment I’m hip deep in editing AA. As such, whenever I write anything, be it blog posts, grocery list, reviews, I feel better. Like I’ve done some writing stuff.
As such, one of the things I could add to the blogging are my book hauls. Despite not finding time to read them all, I do get a lot of books (and we need more shelves) and I often get them in clusters.
and I’m just putting out a short post here to prove I’m still alive and whatnot.
And to show off this gift I came home to not long ago!
So Christian, being all sneaky deaky, left this wrapped gift on my desk while I was at work, and opening that badboy up revealed…
A brand new quill!
It’s a Harry Potter theme house quill I’ve been drooling after for a while, so I was super happy to receive it. Things like this reminds me why I keep this doofus around.
Anyway, it looks fantastic and is awesome to use. Lettering looks amazing, and it’s fun to doodle with. Christian liked how the page numbering in his manuscript looked so much better now, after the age of the quill.
Lastly, as promised in the title, here’s a quick doodle I did the other day.
Alright, so despite not really wanting to see the Dark Tower adaption, I got free preview tickets for it, so I saw it a couple of days ago.
To put it bluntly, I predicted long ago that this would be utter shit, and it was. Just…,ugh, terrible. Hated it.
This is a cliffnotes version of The Dark Tower. That is, all seven books compressed into one 95(!) minute film. And it works about as well as one would think. I’m honestly baffled that this thing made it to the screen. This director, Arcel, is said to be a massive fan of the books, but I don’t know, at times I wondered whether or not he’d read them.
A DT adaption could have worked as a gritty, slow-moving series. Trying to adapt it to an action-centric hour & a half movie just doesn’t work. Among the chief issues I have with this is the fact that I’d want it to be bleak. Mid-World is a world that has ‘moved on’. It’s supposed to be desolate, dark and dangerous. I didn’t feel any of that in the film. It doesn’t really help that about a majority of the film takes places in modern day New York.
So, hopefully we’ll be back to working the blog more regularly again. For my part, I might be having at least a little more free time ahead, and summer is about to wave goodbye. Thankfully. Though it’s still too hot.
Anyway, for lack of better topics to return with, I’ll go over some books I’ve read this summer? Yeah, let’s do that. I have been writing too though. Just not as much, seeing as I’m mainly focusing on editing and working up to a rewrite for a final draft of AA. For reasons unknown I began writing a sci-fi piece concerning androids in the apocalypse.
Alright, universe. I’m anticipating this is the year my Benjamin Button symptoms begin cropping up AND I STOP AGEING! It didn’t happen last year, nor the year before that! Don’t let me down here!
Well then, I guess I made it through another year on this wacky planet. A great feat, I know. Yeah, no, I actually hate birthdays. My own, anyways. Of course, there’s the issue of getting older, but I’ve also never liked the idea of celebrating just one more year of being alive. And then bringing people into the whole thing, to celebrate that fact? Oh god no. Phoebe actually tried that this year. The whole surprise party type deal. It’s a lovely thought, and I’m thankful for that, but once I got an idea of it I quickly shut that down. I’m sorry, it’s just not for me.
Anyway, I did do stuff for my birthday this year. I had fun. Got the whole breakfast in bed deal, gifts, my absolute favorite food dish (which is traditionally a Christmas dish but I got hold of the stuff), lazy day at home just gaming and having fun, and then the theatre. Dunkirk. (Very good, 8/10)
We went camping the day after. It was really lovely too. Nice bbq food, swimming, and hanging out with some friends. It was my first camping trip in quite a while.
Lastly, I need to share a picture of the gift she got me. I know this was a really expensive item, and though I was and am overjoyed to have received it and to have this glorious thing in my possession, there is that voice, deep, deep within me, telling me how I don’t want her spending this kind of money on me. I’m just some doofus, please don’t waste your cash on me.
This is the Dark Tower Omnibus hardcover two volume slipcase edition. It collects the first five long volumes of Marvel’s Dark Tower series. It chronicles Roland’s past, and we get more of his original Ka-Tet. It fell in love with the two members of his first group in the fourth novel in the Dark Tower series, ‘Wizard & Glass’, and I wanted more. Sadly, King didn’t do more on those, except for one, in the last additional book he wrote into the universe ‘The Wind Through the Keyhole’, which I have yet to read (I am currently stuck one third into ‘Wolves of Calla’. I don’t find it that engaging. Weirdly enough Wizard & Glass is the novel which usually stops readers in their tracks in Dark Tower, but for me it was this one).
So yeah, I’m going to jump into this beast now. 🙂
Also, with my birthday weekend over and all, Phoebe is gone again, continuing that awesome wall art she’s working on for family. I miss her. Summer is kind of lame (and allergies), and I look forward to Autumn.