Calla's Sixty-Second Post

Do you know what H2O is? No, I am not talking about water. I am talking about this Australian TV show I saw the other day (being yesterday) that is so funny, I laughed like a ghost band! OK, the show itself isn't funny. The concept is hilarious, and thus the theme song is funny like a ghost band. SO, these three teenagers turn into mermaids anytime they get wet! HAHAHAHAHAHA. I don't GET IT. I don't get it AT ALL!!!! They are already made of 70% water, and what? they don't sweat or cry or even BREATHE on themselves. NO SENSE. It is so funny. This is what wikipedia said, and we all know wikipedia has quite a way with words (trying to be all serious about non-serious subjects so that I just crack the frak up!) Ok, this is what it said, "The show's premise revolves around three teenage girls facing everyday teen problems with an added twist: they're mermaids with powers over water." HAHAHAHA. Can you believe that? Oh, too great for words! Really, too too great.

The bad news, the show is filmed at SEA WORLD! EWWWW. Now, here's the thing with sea world. . . I've been an animal lover my whole entire life. So, when I was little I loved to go to the zoo and to Sea World (the one that used to be in Cleveland, which was right near where I used to live.) This is because I did not realize how evil Sea World is. They train animals, we all know that entails beatings and starvation. The animals live in areas too small to engage in their natural, God-given behaviors (ie: use sonar in the case of dolphins). They live in CHLORINE, which is horrendous for their health. Well, also, I'm not sure the Australian Sea World is connected to the U.S. chain, but nonetheless, it is a marine park with abused animals. This is sad to me. It hurts my heart a bit (as all animal abuse does.) I'm kind of a bad person, in that, I feel pretty vindicated (I don't know if that's the right word. I don't think it makes sense. I guess I feel vindication on the animal's behalf. ? .) any time a trainer of a wild animal (ie: someone who abuses God's creation at a circus or a marine park) gets attacked, mauled, or even killed. I'm not kidding. I'm a bad person. I think, "well, you shouldn't've been fucking around with wild animals asshole!" Firstly, it was just a mean thing to do. Secondly, it was just a dumb thing to do. Even house cats can rip holes in your flesh if(when) they want to. Why do you think a lion, whom you are pissing off by shoving a metal rod done his throat, won't one day snap and do the same!? And, probably, you deserved it, because you shoved a metal rod done an innocent animal's throat.

K, so that was the animal rant of the day. Today, for the animals, I wrote Trader Joe's about offering more vegan options. Probably that won't actually do anything. But I also resent the e-mail to the humane certified people because the one I sent yesterday got sent back to me because I typed the e-mail address wrong. So, that mighta been good. Perhaps I will make these people think more about these issues. And if they already consider them strongly, I will be better informed when I am recommending the products which are certified humane to other people.

So, know what else I want to mention? Short Bus. Man, I am one harsh movie critic. What is with all these so-called sex positive messages that turn out to be NOT sex positive!? Just a question. So, Short Bus was a'ight. It was not nearly as good as Hedwig (and how could it be if it wasn't a musical, right?), but it didn't completely suck upon first viewing. Some of the characters were quirky in a non-annoying way, their lives interwove in a believable fashion, all of the actors were good at acting, the ending wasn't so corny, though it was predictable, that you wanted to puke or anything horrible like that. So, it wasn't bad. It was just another hum-drum movie that I probably wouldn't watch ever again, but it didn't bother me on any level. It was only upon further contemplation that the movie got to me.

So, John Cameron Mitchel (if that's at all how you spell any of his names) started off wanting to make a sex-positive movie with real sex. That was seriously the goal. Something about how all the real sex in movies coming out of Europe represents something bad, and sex is something good. His movie, however, wasn't about sex. It was about human connection. And sex was used as a metaphor. So, he is still not positing a positive message about sex, rather he is positing a positive message about human connection. Additionally, in this world, where sex is equivalent to connection, there is no place for the asexual individual. I think I have talked about asexuality before on this blog in regards to the Kinsey Institute adding a 7 to Kinsey's 0-6 scale. (This is dumb. There should be two scales one for homo-hetero and one for a-hyper, if you are a 0 on the a-hyper one, you don't need to fit on the homo-hetero scale. However, people who are like a 1 [mostly asexual] still deserve another number.) Anyway, I think my point is about marginalizing a whole group of people who are currently misunderstood. I am not myself asexual, but I cannot STAND how people don't acknowledge that asexuality exists! In the world of Short Bus, they cannot exist, for if they did, they would have no way of connecting to other people.

Next: what is with the story of the woman not being able to cum!? This has been done so many other times. And it has been done WELL. (see: coming soon. Haha. It's brilliant) So, there is nothing inherently wrong with the story. But John Cameron Mitchel, as a gay male, does not know how to pull this one off. Additionally, to make the entire movie hinge on this one fact, which I admit is an important one in the life of the character, to the point where the FINAL moment is of her cumming, and then only show it for a split second! Like show the gasp and the "about to scream" and then cut to New York City's lights coming back on (Yeah, apparently her orgasm was so great it fixed the blackout) is just cheap. It is still as though, though this is the most important part of the film, the climax if you will (pun attended, hahaha!), you still cannot show it in all it's glory even though we've seen multiple males ejaculate. ANNOYING. Also, to equate it with the power coming back on makes it something special, as opposed to something a woman has every right to experience everyday the same way a man does.

And maybe I am reading too much into the woman cumming thing. And I think perhaps I don't even understand completely what I didn't like about it, but there was something that didn't sit right. If you are a womanist, a feminist, a sex-positive individual, a woman's rights activist, whatever, and you have seen this movie, perhaps you can share your opinion with me.

The other thing I didn't like was how it was such a male dominated cast. This is to be expected of a white, liberal, gay, male I suppose. (If you need me to explain that statement, chances are you wouldn't understand what I mean even after the explanation.) But it still bothered me. I am one of those annoying people who is always keeping score. (i.e.: whose name was shown first in the credits when the male and female lead had the exact same amount of screen time and shared equally in the role of protagonist?) I can't help it. I feel like the majority of people in this country like to assume and pretend that sexism is over, that women have equal rights, and equal treatment. This is not the case. And it is DEFINITELY not the case that women have equal representation in government jobs or high-end corporate positions. Forgive me for wanting to see them represented equally in Indy-Flicks.

Also, what is with the whole idea that this movie is not supposed to turn you on because it is not porn!? Now, it didn't really turn me on, that's most likely because I am probably only a 1 or 2 on the whole asexual to hypersexual scale that I invented. But, I can't see how it is not supposed to turn other people on. There is mad sex right in your face. And why is John Cameron Mitchel all opposed to porn in the first place!? You can't objectify all of these people's bodies for "art" and then say it's a crime against humanity that people are objectifying their bodies for the sake of sex and sex alone. (I did a whole post on this once. Go find it if you care.) If this was designed to be sex-positive, he should be happy to be showing sex for the sake of sex. (That should be a new movement, right? Sex for Sex's sake like Art for Art's sake, only we must be on a closer guard against venereal disease in this new movement I am proposing.) Am I wrong? Should he be showing sex for art's sake instead? Is that sex positive, or just art positive?

So, other than that, it WAS your run-of-the-mill Indy-Flick. Some "deep" movie with grand symbolic gestures that actually seem kind up shallow and useless when one puts on his/her analytical reasoning hat. Except it has real sex; this is how it is different. So, if you can't stomach that for one reason or another, don't see it. Otherwise, probably still don't see it 'cause you could spend that hour and a half or whatever watching actually meaningful things like Battlestar Galactica, Mad Men, My So-Called Life, or Wonderfalls. (Yes, these are all TV shows, not movies. But it stands that they are all better than most movies.)

OK.

That's all for now. I still don't have new kitty pictures, so I think I'll put up this bat picture from Halloween. See, 'cause I told you all about this bat, but I don't think I ever pasted up an image. And if I already have, forgive me for the re-run.




Love, Calla and her kitties.

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HALLOWEEN COSTUMES

Allison Vernon-Williams and Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker. . . But I couldn't find a pink corset.

This is the real Cry-Baby and Allison as a basis for comparison.


Allison was shy when they first stripped off her dress!

Calla's Sixteenth Post

So, tell me why at a gay club I get hit on twice and Leo only gets a semi-stalker? Tabby said "because if you're straight at a gay club, you have so few options but if you're gay you have a lot of options." OK, but tell me why a straight guy is at a gay club? Perhaps bi? And tell me why a guy, bi or straight thinks a girl who went to a gay club went there to meet someone? Now, that's just brain-deadness. And that is really all I have to say about that.

Since today it is Halloween, and yesterday it was about to be Halloween, some people were dressed up yesterday. At the club I saw two people in "Wildcats" shirts with the number 14 on the back and High School Musical 3 above the number. One of them was wearing a hat like Ryan always wears, so clearly he was supposed to be Ryan. The other one was wearing one of those headbands people wear when they sweat a lot. So, I'm hoping he was Chad and these people realized that Ryan and Chad are honestly gay together. (Don't tell me you didn't realize 'I don't dance' was gay innuendo.) (Chad is still in the closet because he hasn't overcome the stereotype that jocks must be heterosexual, despite the heartfelt song 'we're all in this together.')

(these are my wildcats)

I didn't see HSM 3 because it's in the movie theaters and I'm not going to pay to go see a Disney Movie, especially when I don't have any children with me. (Then there is embarrassment on 2 levels. It looks like you have no morals and you are a loser. . . and I am a loser, but I do have morals.) So yeah, I am a little sad that it was not on TV, but I think I will see it one day. Probably after it is on video and I am in Arizona Callista will have it and I will watch it. Leo saw it though. Now he has the songs on his iPod because he is a loser too. And that is why we are friends. Christin saw it too, and that is why we are sisters. (HAHA no it's not!! We are sisters because we have the same parents!) And also, she didn't see it 'cause she's a loser, she saw it cause she has children. YAY FOR CHILDREN.

So, what else? I don't know what else. I tripped yesterday because sometimes I like to wear these bright green boots that are supposed to be costume boots and aren't really meant for walking around all over town. . . but I do it anyway. So, there's no traction so I slipped and screamed and it was really a little funny because Celia was terrified that she was going to get cut because Halloween is supposedly Bloods initiation or whatever. (How many people are in this city? How many people get cut every Halloween? Your chances are so slim and also practically the same as any other day, but whatever.) So, we were walking in a crowded area (1st Ave. by 14th St., ya know near the L so it's crowded cause people are getting on and off the train.) and I tripped and screamed and Celia almost had a heart attack thinking someone was stupid enough to come up and cut me while I'm walking in a crowded area with two of my friends, one of whom happens to be a tall male. So yeah, I cut my knee but managed not to get a run in my leggings. Tell me how that's possible!? (Really, how is that possible?) And then this morning I have bruises on both my knees. This is what happens when you are uncoordinated, you legs always look like they belong to an eight year old.

UM, it is halloween! I did not have work today because Eliza is paranoid also and decided to send all the middle schoolers home right after school so they are not walking home in the dark. (It gets dark here early now and it is almost time to 'fall back.' Does that mean it will get dark even earlier? Let's think so, at 5 o'clock it will turn into 4 o'clock and it will still be as dark as it was at 5 o'clock. Yep, that means it will get dark even earlier. That is a little bit dumb, but daylights saving is a little bit dumb all the time. Since only 2% of this nation works in farming [and that includes the evil industry factory farms SO SO SAD] and we got mad electricity, probably we don't need daylights saving. Arizona doesn't do that.)

The End.

Love,
Meows and Me

Calla's Fourteenth Post

There Are Bats In The Lobby!!!!

Seriously. . . Because our superintendent is crazy nuts and he decorates for every holiday the lobby has batfriends!!! They are fake. (Which is good because it is mean to keep bats indoors) but one is a skeleton bat and one is not. The one that is not is furry!! And I pet it when I walked by. It is hanging from the ceiling and I smiled up at it and said "Bat Friend!" :) and then I reached up and pet it even though it is only pretend. It is also giant. Real bats are not big, but this bat was big. It is cute like a furry friend even though it is supposed to be scary. I do not think bats are scary though. I think they are cute cute adorable lovefaces!! OH I LOVE THE BATS.

Some people are mean to bats. This makes me so so sad. LUCKILY, there is an organization called Bat Sanctuary that helps save the bat friends. Go to batworld.org and read the stories at "adopt a bat." They are so so sad but then it makes you so so happy when you read that the bats are ok now. . . Except they also have a "in memory" page where people were so mean to bats that they could not even be saved!!! :( :( :( oh it is so so sad. Bats are so cute and furry and they fly all around! I love them.

I am weird though people say because people say bats are rats and they say rats are gross. Why are rats gross though? I think everything deserves respect, if not love. I understand if a rat is in your house that you might be scared it will spread diseases and you will want to kill her/him. . . but I wouldn't want to kill him/her. I would want to set a humane trap. And also, bats are not known for diseases. . . They are only known for being sweet and nice. DO NOT KILL BATS. They are gentle and sweet and I wish I could have one, but I can't because it's not nice to them to put them in cages. They will have to cling to the wires of the cages and it will cut their feet and hurt their feet so so much! Also, bats like to live with a whole lot of other bats. . . So I would need to own like twenty and I would need to have a GIANT bat cage (bigger than the ones at the Bronx Zoo that make me sad because the bats have hardly any room at all!) that looks like a bat natural habitat instead of a cage and I would need to know how to take care of them well. That is why Bat Sanctuary is so nice. That is what it's like. It's like a giant place for them to live with each other and be happy. I like bats. I especially like big brown bats. They are cute and furry!!

Calla's Fourth Post

I have to do this post now so that I can do my homework. I only have school 3 days a week this semester, which is both good and horrible. It is good because I have 4 days a week without school. . . YAY! It is horrible because I don't do any work for school during those 4 days and then I have too much work to do on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday. Wednesdays are the worst. I have three classes and work. I hate school. School is not my friend. This is technically my senior year, but I'm doing a BA/MA program. . . so really I am never allowed to leave ever.


My sister is following my blog! It is strange because her little icon is the same icon that this random girl at my school uses on the Facebook. Well, this random girl sent me a lil green patch request right before I went onto this blog, and so when I saw I had one follower I was extra-confused because I thought it was the same random girl. . . But then I clicked on it and it is MY SISTER!! YAY for sisters. I hope all of you have one because they are the greatest.


Moving on. . . for Halloween I am being Alison Vernon-Williams and Tabby is being Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker. The costumes are a bitch to find. I will put a picture up after Halloween after they are complete. Also, I don't really know how to spell Allison. (That is why I just chose to spell it two different ways.) My corset will not match my petticoat. :( No one will be able to tell who I am since I do not match. (HAHAHA. No one will be able to tell who I am ANYWAY!!)


Tabby likes to eat cupcakes. I made them and they are vegan and delicious. He says they are the best cupcakes ever. This is strange, because I think babycakes makes better ones. . . But for some horrendous reason, Tabby does not love love love babycakes. I love love love babycakes.


My kitty cat, Mama, is climbing in the space underneath the T.V. Her tail is sticking out. It's funny 'cause she can't figure out how to turn around. . . oh wait, she did, she did. She's so little it's funny.


Bye, Love Calla and kitty-meow-faces


P.S. SHE is the cutest little, as seen in the web address!!!