Author: Anita Marie

So Anita, I Hear Doctor Wonderful Dies

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These so called friends of mine have been sending me sympathy cards

because

they heard that David Tennant will be the Doctor no more.

So am I mad at them for them teasing me?

For sending me the LOL Momento Mori Pictures with David Tennant speaking English in an ” I Can Has Cheeseburger Accent” ?

Nope.

I’m not upset because knowledge is power and I’ve learned a few things:

What I learned courtesy of the BBC news is the ending of the DW Grand Finale and I’ve also learned that these friends of mine do not read THIS blog where I spilled the beans about the Grand Finale coming up on Friday about three weeks ago.

That surprised me because my friends have said:

( okay, most of the time they were drunk when they said it )

…Oh…I love your stuff Anita…you’re so funny Anita…I put your links at my blog Anita…I’m always at your blog Anita…blah …blah… blah…

Brother.

What a bunch of Toad Crunchers and Forked Tongued Snake Monkeys I have managed to befriend over the years. I feel like that little girl in Frankenstein who tosses flowers into the river with the Monster and  when she runs out of flowers he drowns her ..but I digress.

See, I can say all this stuff here because I’ve learned if I want to talk smack about my friends  who are the kind of people who find ways to cheat on computer games before they actually play the game I can just say it here…

because if I want to keep secrets from them

obviously…THIS IS THE PLACE TO DO IT.

SNARK ATTACK.

Thanks guys…you AREN’T useless…you saved me from a no post day…

Now…on to serious stuff…

Here’s some info about the Grand Finale…and even if you’ve been checking the spoilers and know how it ends I’ve been told it’s a heck of a show and is NOT to be missed.

 

 

25/07/08 The Stolen Earth 9/8 C Sci Fi 

 

  

Earth’s greatest heroes assemble in a time of dire need, in tonight’s penultimate episode in this series of Russell T Davies’s Bafta Award-winning time-travelling drama. But can the Doctor’s secret army defeat the might of the new Dalek Empire?

With battles on the streets and in the skies, the Doctor and Donna must brave the Shadow Proclamation to find out the truth. However, a fearsome old enemy waits in the shadows…

 

 Visit The Stolen Earth section here.  

Face This

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I have a Face.

On Facebook.

And for awhile most of my Facebooker Friends

were Political Activists

and the pages and groups that they belong to are all tied to Politicians.

Which makes sense.

I know-let’s take a look at my pages, shall we?

Barack Obama

Politician

Yeah…well, Obama – I mean come on, he’s going to be the next President.

The Twilight Zone

I know…BIG SURPRISE

 

Doctor Who

But of COURSE

 

David Tennant

my favorite- well, you know…

Yow

 

 

Rod Serling

my favorite writer

I AM NOT WORTHY I AM NOT WORTHY

 

And then of course there are the groups where a large percentage of my Facebook activist friends connect ( which is what Facebook is supposed to be about…making connections with like minded people)  with all sorts of groups that want to make a change in the world, they care about human rights and voter’s rights and the environment.

Let’s see what I’ve got going on shall we?

Oh here’s one that really speaks to something I believe in

it’s called:

Fuck this, lets all go be PIRATES!!!

Actually- I go to that page A LOT- mostly I go there after doing political stuff – and I’m not kidding.

Kolchak – The Night Stalker

I joined this group because I like remembering the days when I wanted to be a Journalist that wrote about Monsters. I was about 10 years old at the time.

I’m  44 and guess what…I do write about monsters…who said a little girl’s dreams can’t come true?

Not me, that’s for sure.

 Death to Talkies!

It really is about something worthwhile- Silent Films- which in my opinion are pretty damn wonderful.

 

And of course to express how one feels

you can post mood pictures.

Here’s one I posted recently:

fluffy

(I was having a rough day.)
 

 

So I do have to ask myself.

If Facebook is all about Networking

and getting your views out there…what am I using it for?

Let me think.

I’ve got it.

Cyber Tagging.

Yeah.

That’s it.

                                               I am such a rebel.

What Remains

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There is an artist

who takes cremains ( cremated  human remains )

and for a fee ( and NOT an inexpensive one ) turns them into artwork- a memorial to  your loved one – composed of your loved one.

A little strange, but given that Funerals are a way for the living to separate themselves from the dead so that both can go on to find peace is a very necessary ritual. How you chose to do that is personal and I would never question how people to express themselves in this process as long as they find a way to do that which is true to themselves and their beliefs.

So I was concerned when I read that an Artist- with little experience in dealing with people who are going through one of the most devastating experiences of their lives sits down with an Art Review Critic and says things like:

 ” What is a ripp-off is people my age burying a 16 year old…what I’m trying to get across is that death is a part of life. “

First of all, I could have gotten that philosophy from the pages of  any Pop Psychology  book that you can grab off of a clearance table at a bookstore or out of a box at a yard sale- but  what is disturbing to me is that this Artist is using this philosophy to guide him in consultations with people who have just had a loved one stolen away from them by Death.

Back to the quote- what this Artist says is true- people who have found a ways to make money from the dead is a part of life.

I would advise that if you go into a situation where anyone is asking you for money and death- which has only just started to change the way you used to be- you really need to take someone with you – someone to watch out for you, to make sure you’re not entering into an arrangement where your loved one would say, ” for that much money – just take it and LIVE ” 

Keep in mind this Artist never mentions what it’s like to see  the deceased before they were cremated, has never had a family member or friend hand him blanket to keep their Mom- who has just passed on- warm on her way to the funeral home  because she has always hated the cold- or talks about what it’s like when a Parent hands him their child’s favorite toy with no words and he knows they are doing that because he may be the last person to ever hold their child again.

That lack of acknowlegement concerns me because these are the people he is working with, these are the people he is taking money from I hope that as he pursues this practice he treats these  people – the living and the dead with the care and empathy that the most vulnerable of us need.

This Artist needs to realize he is no longer just an artist- he is a guide now and the people coming to him have never been more lost.

 

Here’s To Somebody Losing An Eye

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“Being a pirate is all fun and games ’til somebody loses an eye;
It hurts like the blazes and makes you make faces,
And you can’t let your mates see you cry.
Life’s so one-dimensional, so unconventional, no bloody need to ask why…
Being a pirate is all fun and games ’til somebody loses an eye!”

Seattle Seafair Pirates- Kings of The Pacific Northwest since 1949

HERE

! PIRATES !

HERE

Is There A Doctor In The House?

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I want to know what’s going to happen to The Doctor on Doctor Who…and I’ve decided to try figuring it out the old fashioned way.

Oh sure.

Powers of Deduction- who do you think I am?

 Sherlock Holmes?

Get a grip.

I’m talking about Black Magic.

And don’t look at me like that- many a Politician and Super Model have used the Dark Arts to their advantage.

So here we go.

I’ve got a Ouji Board:

 

And the Planchette:

Now, place your fingers lightly  on the planchette-your index fingers smarty pants okay…now we place our fingers on the Planchette and chant

Itchi Gitchi Ya Ya Da Da
Itchi Gitchi Ya Ya Here
Mocha-choca-lata Ya Ya
Creole Lady Marmalade….

Quit laughing… it’s the only chant I know and  this won’t work if you laugh- okay…here’s my request to the Spirit World quit laughing or you won’t hear it:

I want to know if David Tennant is going to be in the next season of Doctor Who- ooooohhhh the sounds of silence…I guess that means I go on with:

Spirits of The Board….

What will happen to The Doctor in the upcoming episode, ” Turn Left “- specifically…will  David Tennant still be the Doctor?

and the answer is:

S-T-A-R-T 

D-R-I-N-K-I-N-G

UH-OH.

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07/18/08 Turn Left 9/8 C Sci Fi 

 

 

Donna’s entire world collapses, but there’s no sign of the Doctor, as Russell T Davies’s Bafta Award-winning time-travelling drama continues. Instead, she finds help from a mysterious blonde woman – a traveller from a parallel universe. But, as Donna and Rose Tyler combine forces, are they too late to save the whole of creation from the approaching darkness?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Beauty Was A Beast

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 Once Upon A Time

When I was about 6 years old my family realized I was a little girl who was fascinated with stories about Head Hunters and Zombies and a guy named ” Burke’s Hare ” who robbed graves and sold the rotting bodies to ” Franks  Stein ” who in turn made Monsters out of them.

I guess my family were more then a little disturbed by my taste in literature so they tried to balance things out by introducing me to your more traditional fairy tales…

Like

 Cinderella

At first I liked Cinderella, but it became clear to me during story time that she needed magic to be prettier then her sisters. I was not encouraged by that as I was not exactly the cutest kid on the block and unless someone showed up with a magic wand I figured I was in trouble.

In the end I was scared of the Cinderella story, it used to give me nightmares.

However I LOVED Snow White.

She got to live in the woods and she ate a poisoned apple and lived-which made perfect sense to me as I had swallowed kerosene on a dare a year before and I had lived.

So I felt a kinship with Snow White and her weird friends who looked like trolls.

She was one lucky girl I remember thinking- her friends were monsters and carried axes and in addition she had black hair too ( which wasn’t something girls in fairy tales had unless they were bad ) so I happily saw myself in that role and asked for that story a lot.

But the Fairy Tale Character who offended me to the marrow of my little girl bones and the one character I truly learned to hate was Beauty- from Beauty and the Beast.

More then halfway through the story I did whatever it is kids do during story time to be disruptive and my Grandma tossed the book into my toy box and that was the end of that.

Or so I thought.

So why did I get so upset?

Here.

Let me count the ways.

First of all her Dad ditches her in the woods and she spends all of her time wishing he would come back-had that been my Dad there would have been serious Hell to pay if he had ever shown his face around me again…

but I digress.

The only person who is nice to Beauty is an Ugly Man who almost dies when Beauty’s  kid ditching Dad shows up and takes her back.

Now that part made me cry and it was awhile before I agreed to hear the end of the story which my Grandma was glad to tell me because I had taken to drawing pictures of Beauty being visited by ” Burkes Hare ” and I was hanging them up all over the walls in my bedroom.

Well.

I was mad, but a sport so I learned that Beauty goes back to the castle the Beast and everything around the castle comes back to life and…

Beast turns into a handsome Prince “and they lived Happily Ever After” my relieved Grandmother sang out as she finished the story.

I remember telling my Grandma ” If she had eaten a poisoned apple that would have been a  very happy ending.”

” You really think so, don’t you. “

It really wasn’t a question.

I didn’t say anything but I remember my Grandmother looked at me with those wicked green eyes of hers and winked at me. I remember she said something about not winning them all…

and I was never treated to another Fairy Tale by anybody in my family again.

….And we all lived happily ever after that.

The End.