Great Merlin's Trousers!

So I am always a little late. We all know that. I am never truly on time. however, I would like you all to take a moment and watch this:




I know right. Awesome. Just amazing. What was the date that you were hopping for? Oh yeah: July 15th.

Here are a few first impressions:

• I really want this to be Snape’s movie. I really, really want to learn more about Snape.

• Harry throwing his arms around Voldemort is…new…right?

• I can’t wait for the fight in the Room of Requirement! Fightfightfightfightfightfightfight!!

• Molly versus Bellatrix! The best duel that will be talked about since Yoda vs. Count Dooku in Star Wars: Episode II Attack of the Clones! No seriously!

All Hail Lovecraft

Most of you should know who H.P. Lovecraft is. If you do not, get thee to a Library and read some of his finest horror in what we know as the "Cuthulu Mythos". If not, there are always other things to read about... Still, those of you who know about it, know the visceral horror. Now, imagine if that horror taught a sexual education class.

That's right! You heard me! A Sex Ed Class!

Watch this amazing short film, "Late Bloomer" by Craig Macneill, and learn about the the monsters inside us all.'

Late Bloomer

Have fun all.

Earlier today, George R.R. Martin posted a strange picture up on his blog, of a dead King Kong, and many of us wondered what it might mean. To be honest, I thought I was going to be regailed with a gorgeous new photo and tale of primate hunting. I was also hoping a little for a mini short story about it too. But no — in fact, Martin has actually finished A Dance With Dragons, the eagerly awaited fifth book in the A Song of Ice and Fire series.

Here is where I do my happy dance of doom. Here is where I say that I WILL have a copy for myself.

Oldest Find Evar...

I read this article and I was so flaberghasted that I had to share it with you:

The Oldest Book find in America...

Suffer...

Sometimes, we like to watch other people suffer. Now this isn't a slam on the way people think or are, we just enjoy it that's all. One of the main ways that we like to see people suffer is that we like to read that suffering happen. Some of the greatest stories are built on strife. I know, I know, we like to say that we like the happy ending. Cinderella, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, many of the fairy tales that we know, everyone says that we love. Sometimes, we like to see a person (mostly fictional) suffer to such an extent, that the story seems to be that much more. We love it. One of my favorite websites has come up with a list of the top ten suffering in fiction. Please see here:

Suffering in Books

You know you will love it.

The Written (Inked) Word

So I have this new addiction that I occasionally give into. I call it StumbleUpon. It is a small little button that you hit that randomly takes you to a website that people think is interesting. well, I've been wandering like a bad boy while I should be typing up my blog. Silly, silly me.

Now while I have been wandering, I have come across one of the coolest website ever. As we all know, I love the written word, and that I also have the occasional love for tattoos. Well StumbleUpon has found a website that has taken both of these loves and stuck them together. The website is known as Contrariwise. The fantastic imagery that people use to write their favorite literary phrase, or in some cases, their gibberish, and also below the picture in each post is where the phrase comes from. Please go check it out. It is full of amazing and I love it. I will admit though, some of the pictures there are very amazing, some of them are as follows:

This,

This,

and This.

Like I said, go look! Have fun!

A Little Bit of Random Clutter

Can you breath? Will You Stop Me from Doing It?

Yours was the only song that I ever wanted to hear: I wanted it to engulf me

in the sweet sound of it's embrace.

This pain...

I want to be all over you, the embrace of your fingers a gentle caress...

would you fucking kill me if I admitted it?

Would it kill you?

Just let it kill you and take all of the pain from you...

Would it make you want to die from it all?

I want them... I want them bad... I will try to take them for myself... but

can you sit there and allow it? The song pounding in your ears?

I wish that they said that you must...

It will all get better... after all, nothing is happening is it? Or has the

song made you blind? Has the song rendered you deaf?

No, I want your song, I want to be with you... I can do what I want because

you will let me won't you? I want the song to wash over me and consume me...

You don't mind really do you...?

Nothing you say matters anymore...

Let the song slowly murder your insides... Let it kill you... Let yourself

die...

No, trust the song... It only hurts a little bit, just a sweet little bit...

I promise that you will be better...

Remember to breathe... Breathe the words of the song as they confound you...

You'll survive all of it... Even if it hurts to let the song go... Even if

you die inside when the song abandons you...

Trust the song that its alright... I'm here with you again... I've always

been here as your song... the song will be there...

Just be silent and take in the songs regrets and let it consume you...

Just be quiet and take it all...

Silence is all we demand from you... take it...

Just be still and take it...