Weekend Odds and Ends

Oh, how I hate to see the weekend end. Mondays are just no fun at all for the most part. Here are a few odds and ends from the weekend.

• I saw "Frozen" finally over the weekend. I really enjoyed the movie and the singing was pretty good too. My only regret is that I didn't see it in 3D as I think some parts of it would have looked really amazing in 3D, but the lack of it didn't wreck the experience. I also didn't know that Kristen Bell, who voices the character Anna (and is known more for being "Veronica Mars"), could SING! Wow... This weekend was the release of the "Frozen sing-a-long" version too. The kid cleaning the theater told me that it was packed but that no one was singing, which seems sad. There's an extra scene at the end if you watch it, by the way.
  
  
• Phillip Seymour Hoffman passed away from an apparent drug overdose. He's one of those actors who grew on me as I watched his career go forward. Being a nice burly, blond bear didn't hurt him either. I respected and enjoyed his talent and I hated to hear of his demise. Some douche on FB made some kind of post that people wept over his passing, but not over the lay person who dies of a drug overdose, noting that he reaped what he sowed. I'm contemplating an "unfriending" there as it seemed awfully callous.
  
  
• Apparently there was some kind of sports event last night. Meh.
  
  
• It was 70's horror movies at my house over the weekend. I saw "The Flesh and Blood Show" (1972) and "The House That Dripped Blood" (1970). The former is a cheesy story about a troupe of actors who are brought to an old theater to create a show for the West End in London. As the actors begin putting the show together, the actors start disappearing due to an unknown presence in the old theater. With much female nudity, and a touch of Lesbianism, you can sort of understand the audience this was meant to attract. The "House That Dripped Blood" is an anthology of horror stories, starring some pretty impressive talent, including Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing. I enjoyed them both.
  
  
• And now it's Monday... meh again...

A Dream About Thanking the Dead

I'd almost forgotten about the dream I had this morning. Large chunks of it are already faded my from memory, but the gist is still lingering.

I was at a mausoleum in a cemetery, going to visit two people who had influenced my life. It was a foggy, gray kind of day. This mausoleum had an old iron gate around it. I walked past the gate and up the stairs to the door. The door had a sign on it I don't recall, but was to deter people from going in.

After grabbing the door handle and giving it a small shove, the door opened very easily. The interior was dark and musty and there were only a few graves inside. I thanked the two people there for letting me know it was okay to be different from other people in this world. I don't recall the exact words, but it was solemn and thankful from what I recall.

Now comes the kicker. The two people were Fred Gwynne (aka Herman Munster from "The Munsters") and Nancy Kulp (aka Jane Hathaway from "The Beverly Hillbillies"). I don't remember if I was visiting the actors' or the characters' graves.

Suddenly, there was an alarm, which jolted me awake. It was my alarm clock.

Definitely a f**ked up dream, but strangely fun.