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Friday, October 13, 2006

Friday the 13th

Today could be my lucky day...

I'm not superstitious, but I do have a dark side that I like to indulge on occasion...

But first, yesterday night, Jethro and I drove for almost two hours to watch somebody special wear a silly little hat and a long black robe. I remember when was born...she's a high school graduate now with a job and a fledgeling college education and a list of good places to go dancing.

We drove through a little snow storm to get there. Here's my friend Large Man's lawn mower.
Yes, we often get snow before Halloween but not quite like that...It clung to the trees and it didn't melt when it hit the ground. This is fall in Ontario...I was wearing short sleeves on the weekend. It's melted already at my place. It's cold and grey.

But that's somewhat fitting: today is The Day!

What's going to happen? Will the Baudelaire kids find their way out of the entanglement of mystery that surrounds them? Will Violet be reunited with Quigley Quagmire? Who is the father of Kit Snicket's baby? What the heck is in that sugar bowl??? Will Count Olaf finally trim his disgusting dirty fingernails?

Despite my excitement, I feel sadness...because this is THE END. On the upside I can always start at the Bad Beginning and start all over again!

In honour of Friday the 13th, here is a little tribute to my favourite hopeful pessimist, the guy with the magic eye, the beautifully twisted visionary Tim Burton.

And as you know, Tim and I share a list of favourite actors.


I love his world.

Only another week to go until the re-release of The Nightmare Before Christmas. (I hope we get paid before then!)

Well I'm spent. That was a lot of work. Have a wonderful lovely Friday the 13th. I'm going to go hug my black cat now!

10 comments:

Life, or Something Like It said...

That hat was absolutely ridiculous and it ruined my hair...great now a crapload of pictures of me with bad hair.
Hate the snow...why must it curse us so?
P.S. I'm using my mom's name to post this.

Life, or Something Like It said...

I love the photo of Hubby's lawn mower. I was mowing just the day before. I am sooo glad that you and Jethro made it to the grad. Seems almost impossible..the 1st born already in college...
I am soo behind on the Snicketts books. We have the movie, none of the books here. You'll have to catch me up...

Heidi the Hick said...

Ummm... I was gonna say, Biddie you didn't wear the sillly hat! Oh! I get it! (somebody didn't get enough sleep last night!)

As for the real Biddie- It means that we are quite a bit older now than we used to be. It means that we are no longer girls. We is women now, we is.

How far a walk do you have to the library? I highly recommend checking them out. The movie is beautiful to look at but I have to say- the books are better!

dilling said...

I love Tim's world, too...Big Fish was so embracing and I want to look at life that way... to always look for the magic, to revel in the sublime, to pay tribute to the strange yet beautiful things in this life...

Heidi the Hick said...

oh my gosh, Dilling...well said!!!

The Adult in Question said...

Timburtonland - that's the new word I have just made up...is so cool. I used to love The Nightmare before Christmas but I've seen it way too many times. And Edward Scissorhands was just weird. Sleepy Hollow = Sleepy Me. I absolutely loved Corpse Bride.

The Adult in Question said...

Oops I forget to mention that I tool love your cat...and your dog.

Balloon Pirate said...

I'm still years away from the next batch of funny hats.

Thanks for posting. I know you're just procrastinating, but I do so enjoy reading what you write.

Yeharr

DINK PINK said...

COOL PICS THERE HONEY....I LOVE THE POST AND I`VE MISSED YOU ALONG WITH ALL THE OTHERS, HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND!

Notsocranky Yankee said...

I can't wait to read the last unfortunate story, and I am also sad that it will be the last. *heavy sigh*

Winter is sneaking in huh? I know we are going to get hit soon too. Yesterday when I left for work the grass was super-frosty (note that it was not just frosty).