Showing posts with label Conspiracies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Conspiracies. Show all posts

10.14.2009

Attack

Be not alarmed! The following are simply images... images of what I hope aliens look like, as sort of my homage to Aliens this festive season of Halloween. It's as a simple as that. Note: In no means is this is a survival guide meant to help you during an impeding attack, as I don't have that sort of authori-tay.

The practical alien:
I would hope aliens would look like this because if they did they would be slower and shorter than I am. This being said, I might survive an attack, and thus, making them practical. The same argument can be made for as slow vs. fast zombies. Granted, they still might have laser guns, which I would have no chance out running, and neither would you. And though this particular picture shows a woman who, well, got attacked, I would like to assume that she was weak and probably deserved it- the damsel type, yah know? Oh, and one last note, I'd have him wearing a long, high-collard metallic silver coat. For effect.

The futuristic alien:
If aliens were more like robots (which, in many movies they are), I would hope that they would look like Bjork from her video for All Is Full of Love and not just some dumb cybertron type being. Friendly, sleek, but still creepy.

The alien in human form:
This might not be my first choice of how I would like human-esque aliens to look, I would rather them look (and sound) like Ira Glass, but this is the most probable of the alien-to-human transformations I think. And no, it is not too soon.

The scary alien:
I almost chose the picture of the late M.J. to serve also as the scary version of aliens, but decided this was more appropriate while still maintaining similar lines. Truthfully though, I really wish that there were no possibilities of scary aliens, but if I had to chose, I would chose the aliens from They Live because they look just like humans- which means unless you have bad ass glasses which will help you determine the reals from the fakes, forget it, you're a goner. Nothing is more scary than perfect camouflage. Classic.

In the off chance I would have to create babies with an alien, alien:
Okay, so I know that Spock is only really half alien, but that's what I'm saying. I already know that breading with this particular alien species would work and not result in one of those scary scenes when an alien eats its way out of my abdominal cavity. As if birth wasn't gross enough already. And I know there are people who like other, older Spocks better, but this one is more in my age range. The hair cut... might have to go though. My aunt could probably take care of this for me. But yes, I would have alien babies if need be with new Spock.

The lovable alien:
It came down to A.L.F. and E.T.- both have initials for names, but only one came out on top, and let's face it, A.L.F. ate cats, so I had no choice but to choose E.T. He liked Reeses Pieces... much better feasting option.

The pet alien:
Why can't real animals be this cute? I don't know what this is from... probably Japan.

And just for fun, because this post was short:
The alien boy who wasted my time- Balloon Boy. Look at him. Effing alien. He even had that phony space ship. In fact, when I first turned on the news that day and saw the headline Balloon Boy and then the fake craft, my mind flashed back to the movie Signs (not great, I know) when they turn on the TV and there were alien ships and I thought maybe there was a UFO in our real life midst- but no, it was a "tragic" missing child story that turned up with no conclusion of interest.

So there you have it. For future film makers, particularly of the SciFi alien type movies, cut out the others and focus in on these types please, so that I will watch your movie in theaters and not pirated online.

10.09.2009

Belief System

Oddly enough, I had a realization the other day that my "belief" system as a child was much simpler and almost more reasonable than the silly beliefs I have as an adult, unreasonable as they may have been. So, bellow is a list I have compiled of things and ideas I used to believe when I was younger, aside from the usual (Santa, the Easter Bunny, and monsters):


- When someone dies, a part of them splits off into another dimension that doesn't know they have died.

- It blew my mind when I realized that computer screen windows could "cascade", before that I assumed the picture was solid through the screen. The first time I cascaded a window in the foreground and saw the desktop background, it really frustrated and confused me.


- I believed the same thing about television sets.

- I could talk to cats.


- If I didn't pray to god every night, he would kill one of my animals, friends, or family members.

- Closets were portholes where kids could disappear forever if they hid in them.

-When a person turned 21 they could read the minds of everyone who was younger than them.

-That my barbies wanted to be in relationships with each other.

- If I replayed my day entirely backwards, word for word, action for action, and wrote it down on paper, I could travel back in time.

-The government kept track of us through mirrors and that every mirror was really a one way governmental spy camera.

-Clouds were edible, and I was upset that we just didn't try hard enough to harvest them.


-I believed in the Heart Boy- you know, the one who comes around every valentines day and delivers gifts and candy. Since I have stopped believing in the Heart Boy, I have noticed that the candy and the gifts have stopped.


- I didn't understand that two people could have the same name.

- I wouldn't use the bathrooms in 1st grade in California because I thought all of the trouble makers and bullies hung out there and, henceforth, bad shit went down (pun not intended).


- It was more or less a family belief- which I dumbly believed- that Iskabibbles existed. Iskabibbles, if you didn't know, are little tiny people who live under the cattle guards (and cattle guards, if you didn't know- because you have never been to the country, are bridges over ditches used to prevent cattle from escaping onto the open range). We also believed that if you didn't honk your horn before crossing the cattle guard in a car, you would squish and kill them all.

Other than that, I'd say I was a pretty rational child.