29 July 2007

Comic Con 2007


This year's Comic Con was the usual greatness, but I have to admit nothing too extraordinary was happening this year. Except MP in a friggin' Yoda costume! Letsee, Robert Downey Jr was promoting Ironman as you can see down here....
. The Sarah Connor Chronicles on Fox sound awesome- the pilot was exhilerating and we don't know how a show can live up to that pilot, so we will have to see what David Nutter has up his sleeve. We had our usual gang of cousins, Jay Jay, Randy, and Uncle Ben attending the Con. We usually go our own ways and then meet up somewhere later.

There's just so much to do and you really have to go at your own pace to tackle the Con as we nerds lovingly call it. The Lost Panel was awesome, David Lindelof was there as well as the guy who plays Michael, I can't remember what the heck his name is...


Anyway, the days are filled with big movie previews, creators and cast panels, free swag, shopping, and schmoozing with stars. A big thing this year was Indiana Jones at the Paramount Panel.



. Another thing that is so fun about Comic Con is that there are so many weirdos and funny people and costumed people... here is a collage of the funnies to give you a taste...




Mini Peaves did wonderfully at her first Comic Con, she got to see her friends Uncle Fats Sterbakov talk about Freshmen Comic, she also got to take pictures with Uncle Hugh's Best Friend Seth Green! Overall, she was mellow as usual and loved looking at everything....






22 July 2007

BEST.BOOK.EVER.

As of 2:30 am on Sunday, 22 July 2007- I am declaring Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows the best book ever.

More later, when everyone has read it.

Also, CONGRATS to Leelai and her mom and dad for the arrival of their new baby last week! Me and Melon grew up together and were the best of friends and I really don't expect less of Mini Peaves and the new bundle! I have told my grub all about her and we looked at the slideshow together when we got it. She looked interested enough.

16 July 2007

The last week...


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hi everyone! We have been crazy busy as usual. I have been neglecting Miss Mini Peaves' baby book because I keep working on the blog! Sooooo, after this post I have sworn I would not write a new post until I am up to date with the damn book. But here is what we did the past week...

15 July 2007

Harry Potter and The Order of the Pheonix- Warning: Spoilers and Foul Language

SPOILERS...

Favorite movie... worst book. I think the reason why I liked OTP the least out of all the books was because I had a hard time at Hogwarts. Rowling's realistic portrayal of 15 year old Harry... the angry, hormonal, impetuous teenager fighting with his best friend Ron who is an insecure, angry, hormonal and impetuous teenager. Top that off with unrest in the wizarding world, dispiccable Delores Umbridge, the paralyzed by fear and incompetent Cornelius Fudge, the Judas son of our beloved Weasely Family, Percy. Not to mention, the impending doom that Harry will never have a true family member outlive him. So, aside from a few gems... you just feel bad about life as a wizard while reading the book. Don't get me wrong, I love all the HP books, but I felt like OTP was like a day in junior high. You're left feeling vulnerable, awkward, and angry but you think back and say, "damn those Weasely Twins were brilliant."
I LOVED OTP the movie so much more because it captured the hamhocks of the story, and trimmed the grisle of uneasy angst. I am not going to go into detail and try to compare books verses movies because we already know this is the best of the five movies so far. What's important is that Voldemort is back, Good feels like it will triumph (but not easily), Sirius is dead, Ginny Weasely is powerful, and dark days lie ahead. Here are my HIGHLIGHTS of the movie...

-Luna Lovegood. Her dreamy face, strange way of talking and her "I don't give a shit what people think" little 'tude, caught my heart.
-The fact that Draco is just kind of a douche.
-Not so much Percy in this movie.
-Fred and George Weasely and their final fireworks finale.
-Harry's relationship with Sirius.
-Any parts with the folks of the original Order of the Pheonix.
_Dumbledore's Army
-Dumbledore
-The sign that said, "ALL WEASELY PRODUCTS ARE BANNED FROM HOGWARTS"

14 July 2007

Very excited.


I don't want to put pics of Harry Potter 5 because everyone knows what I am talking about. I am going to see it tomorrow! Woohoo! As for the book, I have mixed emotions. Mixed -only because I know that once I find out about what happens the last year at Hogwarts, this great mind adventure will be over, but the great Rowling herself said, "I never say never..." so we will just have to see what pans out. I am on this great discussion board on Facebook about everything Harry Potter and we have been discussing all sorts of things since last year. Overall, I think HP fans think the same way.

Here is a cute pic of Mini Peaves just to end on a good note.

Does my baby ever cry??










Yes. Yes she cries. Though, not as often as some babies do. The old man and I think she will either be a scary 2 year old, or our next child will be the anti-christ. I wish I could give you an audio. Wait. Don't tell me, there is a way probably to give you an audio. But I just learned how to post pictures. Here is a small collage of Miss Mini Peaves... crying.

I learned how to post pics properly. ZAaaaang.

11 July 2007

Funny article.

Op-Ed Contributor
The Boy Who Died
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By DAMON LINDELOF
Published: July 8, 2007
HARRY POTTER must die.

We Americans like closure. No — we need closure.

The Brits have no such hang-ups. They demonstrate almost limitless patience (which explains cricket) when it comes to the rather touchy issue of “resolution.” We Yanks, however, do not want froufrou endings. We want things definitively tied up.

And by “things” I mean lots of people dead. And by “definitively tied up” I mean in excruciating ways that ideally involve lots of gratuitous explosions.

We really like gratuitous explosions. And we like it when characters have pithy catchphrases as the embers rain down on them in slow motion. Like, “You should quit smoking, McCorkle.”

Over here at the TV show “Lost,” we’ve announced our grand finale 48 short episodes from now. Shockingly, the pundits have already announced that they pre-hate it. The prevailing sentiment seems to be that our ending will be either too wacky to make sense or too anticlimactic to have justified the six seasons preceding it.

I am thrilled by this assessment as there is almost certainly nowhere to go but up.

J. K. Rowling finds herself with the opposite problem. Her story and writing have so captivated the world that expectations are through the roof. In fact, it shouldn’t matter how Ms. Rowling executes her final dive, but some people (O.K., I mean me) will judge all that preceded it based on how little splash there is when she hits the water.

Fair? No. But what do you expect from people who like unnecessary explosions and pithy catchphrases?

I read an article recently saying that 80 percent of American poll respondents said they thought Harry wouldn’t survive the final book. As is the case in many polls, there’s probably a degree of wish-fulfillment here. In other words, we want the little bugger to die.

O.K., it wasn’t an article. It was an inset in Us Weekly. This makes my point no less valid.

So why do we want Harry to go to the great Quidditch match in the sky?

The poor kid’s parents were brutally murdered, he spent his childhood in a closet, and every year one of his friends dies. Yet we do not offer him our sympathy. We offer him our bloodlust.

Do we feel sorry for Harry? No. We want him to take a dirt nap.

And that’s because we want to be surprised.

Because if there’s one thing we like more than explosions, it’s surprises. And even though 8 out of 10 of us want him to die, we know in our hearts that he won’t.

And that’s because Ms. Rowling wouldn’t dare.

She can’t whack Harry because there are rules that must be followed when it comes to how one ends a grand mythology. Good triumphs over evil. Hope overcomes despair. Paper covers rock. Harry wins. Voldemort loses. The Ewoks sing.

And this is precisely why Harry has to die.

Because it will be tragic. And emotional. And surprising. But most of all ... it will be fair.

When Ms. Rowling first took us by the hand and led us down the path of her story (a brilliant one, I’ve neglected to mention), she boldly titled her first chapter “The Boy Who Lived.”

We come to learn later that Harry has survived an assassination attempt ... both his parents had sacrificed their lives to spare his. The most rewarding ending would be one in which he performs a similar act of self-sacrifice. I would just about giggle with glee were I to get to the last chapter (I never peek ahead) and find it titled “The Boy Who Died.”

So yes. Sorry, kiddies. I hope Harry buys the farm. Even though I know he won’t.

However...

Maybe if He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named tossed one final spell at Harry? Like a mega-Avada Kedavra curse that nobody had ever survived? And if Harry, like, did some kinda Matrix-slow-motion move and used his wand to deflect? And then his opponent like totally exploded everywhere into a thousand pieces of reptilian flesh? If, like, Harry blew on the end of his wand and said, “I told you not to curse, Voldemort.”

That’d be fine, too.

Damon Lindelof is the co-creator and head writer of the television series “Lost.”

Limbo, Baptism, Catholicism and Cake





Mini Peaves will no longer be in limbo if the world were to end as of Sunday at about 11:21 AM. Before I get to how awesome she was, let me tell you guys a little about limbo, baptism and Catholicism. I was gonna put a link on here about limbo, but I will just cut and paste the small section written about it on Wiki.

The Limbo of Infants refers to a hypothetical permanent status of the unbaptized who die in infancy, too young to have committed personal sins, but not having been freed from original sin. Since baptism is understood to be necessary for the salvation of those to whom it can be administered, theologians debated, at least from the time of Augustine of Hippo, the fate of unbaptized innocents, and the theory of the Limbo of Infants is one of the hypotheses that have been formulated as a proposed solution. Some who hold this theory regard the Limbo of Infants as a state of maximum natural happiness, others as one of "mildest punishment" consisting at least of privation of the beatific vision and of any hope of obtaining it. This theory, in any of its forms, has never been dogmatically defined by the Church, and recent Catholic theological speculation stresses more the hope that these infants may attain heaven instead of the supposed state of Limbo, while the directly opposed theological opinion also exists, namely that there is no afterlife state intermediate between salvation and damnation, and that all the unbaptized are damned.

The Catholic Church "took this back" just recently... and stated that unbaptized babies or infants actually do go to heaven now. I didn't believe in it to begin with. I wasn't staying up at night thinking Mini Peaves was going to be in limbo if a metoer hit earth and our souls were going to our prospective unearthly stations. You could say I didn't believe it.



Then why do it? my cynical, atheistic and non-Catholic friends ask me. Well, number one... Baptism into the Catholic Church is important to me because no matter how heathenistic I am, I still have faith and would love to give the chance for MP to develop a faith of her own. Second of all, we are raising her Catholic because I think the reverence of a Catholic towards the church teaches lessons in itself. If a child or person has a respect for something and starts out respecting something, it will be easier for her to fit in and accomplish more, especially because I am expecting her personality to be no less fiery than a dragon's mouth as she gets older.

As I go off tangent here for a minute... the Old Man and I are still reeling about how great MP was during the whole thing this past Sunday. At the baptsim itself, we put her in her Baptismal gown (which was hand made in the Philippines for her- from Auntie Nora!) and she was sweating like a wet loaf in our arms. Then, in front of the whole mass, we had to take off her dress with just her nappy on. Monsignor Sheehan picked her up and dipped her entire body in the water (but not her head) three times. Be it, the water was luke-warm, but she didn't cry! My little girl didn't cry! In fact, she didn't cry the entire time!! Even at the reception, with a hundred people there, she didn't cry!
We went home after that long and tiring day to open presents and Mp looked at me when we got in the door, bottom lip extended and cried in her Papa's arms for a good two minutes. She had held it in the whole time, and was a trooper.