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How Did I Ever Get Along With Only Five?

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When I was a kid one of the first stories I learned to tell was the one about the infamous ” Bloody Finger “

Its about this lady that can hear a voice from outside and its saying:

“I have the bloody finger…I have the bloody finger.”

Finally at the end of story, this old lady is mad with fear, she’s hiding in her dark living room with an axe- she gets up from behind this couch where she has been hiding the entire time when door swings open and standing there is this kid with a cut finger and he says

” I have a bloody finger…Hey Lady…you got a band-aid? “

Of course in my version she chops his head off and screams  ” fix that with a band-aid you monster! “

I know… that is a weird story and what follows his another weird story about fingers. Enjoy. And count yourself lucky I didn’t find anything that ties into the one I heard about the Ten Legged Booger Monster.

Sixfinger

Sixfinger

Sixfinger

Its Just You And Me Rod Serling

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So this is where I have been for the past month and where I will be for the months to come:

I’ve started taking  screenwriting classes.

I’ve never actually read a script, I haven’t put much thought into what it takes to make a movie or a tv show and last year after helping on my husband’s campaign I was ready to jam a pencil into my own ear if I ever was tempted to sit in front of a computer and write anything for any reason ever again.

So this screenwriting class almost didn’t happen.

But the fact is I love to write and I love to tell stories so I signed up and off I went.

It was all good until it dawned on me that I was in a class with people who knew what they were talking about, they understood the industry and they had favorite screenwriters.

I have Rod Serling. And I tossed his name out there when we were talking about screenwriters we admired.

So at that point it was me and Rod sitting in this class- and had it been in the real world and not on -line I could picture us in the back of the class face palming ourselves when I hauled off and threw his name after someone dropped the name  Alan Ball and I had to google ASAP to find out who he was.

He turned out to be a very big deal.

Geeze.

But you know, that’s okay because, well, because it was funny I guess- and if  I am in a situation even the awful ones and I can laugh I know I am in the right place and that I am going to be okay…better then okay in fact.

So for the past month I read scripts, I’m studying from a book called the Screen Writer’s Bible I did my homework and when I handed in my assignments I learned that I was not a complete chucklehead with the creator of the Twilight Zone as her inspiration to become a writer and her guide into a completely new area  of writing that was completely alien to her.

However, if you are going to stand on a bridge look down into the abyss say to yourself, ” Oh yeah, let’s do it ” that kind of enthusiasm for adventure and the excitement for turning a corner and finding yourself in a strange world doesn’t come  our of thin air.

It comes from the Twilight Zone.

amm

Where I am taking my classes:

Academy of Film Writing

Info

HERE

hey how about a 3 way ackward pause?

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Matt Smith

like the Doctor’s Bow Ties

is

cool:

and this is the story of

Doctor Who

as told by puppets, dancers and Craig Ferguson

Weird Weekend At The Bones

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I love old horror movies LOVE THEM.

So over this weekend I bought a box collection of  old horror movies and caught two of them over Saturday and Sunday:

Nightmare Castle was just crazy cool- the first time I saw it I was about eight years old and I was rooting for wicked Solange who is living off of Muriel’s blood- to win. So years later I see it again and I’m proud to say Solange  is STILL my favorite character in this movie.

Creature From The Haunted Sea is one of my favorite movies because there is singing, there is kissing and best of all the monster wins.

YAY!

Photo: Joe Baran

May your week be as much fun as my weekend of weird was.

a.m.m.

Poor Old Christabel

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Of all the SPAM that winds up in my SPAM box this SPAM is the most entertaining yet- it’s like a made for cable movie minus the commercials.

So here it is, the sad story of Christabel Brown

Comic By Natalie Dee

 

Dear God’s elect,
 
I am writing this mail to you with heavy tears In my eyes and great sorrow in my heart, My Name is Mrs Christabel Brown, and I am contacting you from my country Tunisia I want to tell you this because I don’t have any other option than to tell you as I was touched to open up to you.

I married to Mr. Smith Brown who worked with Tunisia embassy in Burkina Faso for nine years before he died in the year 2005. We were married for eleven years without a child.

He died after a brief illness that lasted for only five days. Since his death I decided not to remarry, When my late husband was alive he deposited the sum of US$ 8.5m (Eight Million Five hundred Thousand Dollars) in a bank in Ouagadougou the capital city of Burkina Faso in west Africa. Presently this money is still in the bank.
He made this money available for exportation of Gold from Burkina Faso mining.

Recently, my Doctor told me that I would not last for the period of seven months due to cancer problem.

The one that disturbs me most is my stroke sickness. Having known my condition I decided to hand you over this money to take care of the less-privileged people, you will utilize this money the way I am going to instruct here.

I want you to take 30 Percent of the total money for your personal use and your family. While 70% of the money will go to charity” people in the street and helping the orphanage. I grew up as an Orphan and I don’t have anybody as my family member, just to endeavour that the house of God is maintained. Am doing this so that God will forgive my sins and accept my soul because these sicknesses have suffered me so much.

As soon as I receive your reply I shall give you the contact of the bank in Burkina Faso and I will also instruct the Bank Manger to issue you an authority letter that will prove you the present beneficiary of the money in the bank that is if you assure me that you will act accordingly as I Stated here.

Hoping to receive your reply:
 
Mrs. Christabel Brown

Friday

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When I was a kid I lived for Fridays, I would have died for Friday because on Fridays here in Seattle we had a show on TV called ” Nightmare Theatre “.

Bio from the youtube clip:

“Nightmare Theater” ran on KIRO-TV (channel 7) in Seattle from 1965 – 1978. It was shown every Friday night at 11:30. It was hosted by “The Count” who introduced classic horror movies. If you were a kid and lived in the Seattle area during this period, you would have been well acquainted with The Count, who was a beloved local television fixture.

The Count was played by Joe Towey, who passed away in 1989.

This clip (from KIRO’s archives) appears to be the last episode of Nightmare Theater that was aired in 1978 – the movie feature is “Frankenstein: The True Story”, which was shown in the last episode, according to thetrashcollector.com:

http://thetrashcollector.com/nightmar…

When I was about 5 I was into this show in a very big way- at that  point me and my friend had convinced ourselves Jesus was  a Zombie, that the Primate House at the Woodlawn Park Zoo was a front for an Alien Invasion Force from Mars, and that being a Mad Scientist or a  Vampire Hunter were career options.

To this day, just for fun I still watch my scary movies on Fridays. I outline  my stories on Fridays and I do most of my research into the odd and macabre on Fridays too.

And do you know what tomorrow is?

Friday.

Let The Nightmare Fun Begin.

Carousel of Weird

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I have heard that some people suffer from something called Coulrophobia– that is a fear of clowns. I can’t figure that one out, but it’s a real fear and I know people who have never been to a circus or a parade for fear of running into one.

However, there is something from the world of amusements that does give me the creeps and weirds me out.

Carousel Horses.

I don’t hate them, but in thinking about it I wouldn’t ride the horses on carousels. I’d ride the lions and fish or even the benches on a carousel.

I hated the horses.

 I thought they were mean and evil and alive.

I still do.