"Let the wild rumpus start!"

I hope everyone of you reading this has read and cherished the book Where The Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak.If you have not... please proceed to do so. I love this book so much that in fact when I DID have checks I got an extra line after my address that read: "let the wild rumpus begin" because...who DOESN'T want to say that anytime they get a check!

As many of you may know the majority of fictional books I read -I'd say 82%- are children and young adult literature. Should you ever need a recommendation...pick me, pick me!




Here is a preview of the movie "Where the Wild Things Are" and I just got goose bumps watching it. I wouldn't normally be SUPER excited about a book being put on screen due to my numerous disappointments in the past. Also, I hadn't considered this book being themed with "Hope". However, I have high hopes because the book uses little words and leaves much room for imagination. So the movie can take liberties with the storyline, I think, without damaging the integrity of it. I imagine there is much argument about this so...we shall see...

Meanwhile, please... enjoy the magic.

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Well as some of you may know I haven't had a computer since the fateful day of the inauguration when my brand new year old lap top caked out on me with the "blue Screen of Death".


or something like that...
So yes- I still haven't seen President Obama take that first step.
But I'm so far behind on my TV shows I doubt that's the first video I'll be jumping to... I'm more concerned about Orson's stealing problem on Desperate Housewives.

And no...I STILL don't have my computer back. Don't ask.

The Laptop I am on is from a generous loan from my father and mother. Who got tired of hearing how utterly STRESSFUL, backed-up, uncreative, and backward my life became without a laptop. The scary trips to the library and sneaking up to the hostess desk to check my mail at work. The thought of ONLY checking my email and MAYBE facebook once a day.
It is a horror my friend. it is.

Anyway....I gave up myspace long ago but keep it "just in case". That "just in case" being a perfect bearded man finds me on there and wants to drink some coffee with me...OR someone happens to be on myspace and not facebook.

So I've done some of you a favor and transferred your subscription from my myspace blog- to here. yes- that is the long-winded point to my post. And I call it a favor to you. so pretend it isn't so that I feel better knowing that quite possible TEN people read some of my most precious thoughts.
If you didn't subscribe to my blog previously and i subscribed you- it's cause you hound and hound me about how I need to write so you deserve to subscribe and suffer with everyone else.

You have to confirm it first for it to be official. And if you hate me for doing it please...leave me a comment of facebook so I get a happy red notification telling me I am loved when I log on.