So, I randomly watched Heart and Souls today and I realized what the world is missing is an Iron Man/Heart and Souls crossover. It would be amazing. One day, Tony's invisible friends from childhood show back up! Their goal is to help Tony hold on to the one good thing in his life, his boyfriend Captain America. Somebody write this. Please.

I'm not entirely sure how I feel about the latest news. I certainly felt the same devastation the rest of America felt. And I still find myself processing those feelings even now. However, I have not ever supported the wars we became involved in as a result of that attack. And the acts that have been taken to keep Americans "safe" have worried me.

My initial reaction to the news of Osama bin Laden's death was one of disbelief and a certain amount of relief. But in the hour I have had to consider this change in the world has left me, unnerved I suppose. I wish we had been able to capture bin Laden and put him on trial. I think killing him without even the semblance of a trial will only serve to make him a martyr. Many people in the Middle East have legitimate feelings of anger towards America, and bin Laden's death will surely fuel that anger.

I worry that that anger will result in America being even less safe than it was during the past ten years. Al Qaeda still exists. It still has leaders. And I wouldn't be the least bit surprised if there weren't plans already made for retribution in the event of Osama's death. Our country appears to be reacting as if this is a great victory, but I fear that it isn't. It can just as easily be the threshold for the next stage of this conflict.

In addition, am I the only one finding the dancing in the streets business kind of distasteful? As Americans, we tend to think of ourselves as so much better than everyone else in the world (an assessment I don't agree with), but this is the exact reaction we get so pissed off about whenever some Middle Eastern country is celebrating some American calamity. Maybe this was the only possible course of action. But we still plotted and carried out the assassination of a person. And I guess I don't think death, no matter whose death, should be a cause for partying. On the other hand, who the hell am I to tell people how they should react.

So it's kinda weird how one's mind works.  I really fucking hate the character of Hamlet.  He's a whiny, self-involved jerk at best.  And to be kinda honest I wasn't real crazy about the entire play.  But the graphic novel Persepolis by Marjane Satrapi, loved it.  Loved the main character; loved her parents; thought it was fantastic, well-written and really illuminating.  Here's what's weird.  I pounded out a really vehement analysis of Hamlet in like it was nothing. I had so much to say. And honestly I still have more to say, but I was getting really long.  In contrast, writing an analysis of Persepolis, proving to be really difficult. I should have a million things to say.  But, I just can't seem to get anything out. Stupid brain.

I was stalking Adam Lambert this evening, as you do, and discovered
( this )
I think I may love him, for real!

I kinda hate my new computer.  I mean, I don't really.  It's shiny and new and lets me look at shiny and new things on the interwebs.  But, I should have gone with my first instinct and just gotten a new Dell.  Macs are really just not for me.  And if I had known how STUPID their word processing program was, I really would have just gone ahead and gotten a Dell, or at least bought Microsoft Word.  I mean seriously, you won't capitalize the first word in a sentence for me?  Really, you won't auto-correct my spelling as I go?  You can't generate footnotes for me?  What kind of fresh bullshit.  And also, how come I can't save this fucking file in a different format?  I so should have gone with my gut. 

I'm a PC.

But I got suckered into buying a Mac.

In celebration of Jesus being a zombie (om, nomnom, brains), every year we listen to the soundtrack for JC Superstar, drink bloody marys and mimosas, and eat brunch. Brunch being eggs creole, sausage, cheesy-garlic grits, asparagus, and strawberry shortcake. Since the eggs creole are what really make it Easter brunch, I thought I'd share the recipe.

You will need:

( yummy )

As I'm sure everyone's seen, LiveJournal has decided to finish out the year with a little more fail. synecdochic has a great post about it here.

I think everybody and their mother has got some, but I've got 2 codes for dreamwidth.  If your interested drop a comment with you're email address.  Comments are screened.

I've got an ettiquette question for you fine people.  There's this story that I read last year sometime.  I'd really like to reread it, but the author has made all her fiction entries private.  So, my question: Is it rude to ask for a copy?  Can I ask someone else for a copy?  Am I just doomed to never be able to reread it?  What are your thoughts?

So first Mikey Way posted this.  Then I found this and this.  Now I can totally imagine Brendon bopping around with his guitar.  Can't you?  He'd be like trying to make difference in their lives through music, because music is really important.  And kids who take music do better in math.  And it gives them confidence.  And they should be well rounded.  The arts are important , Spencer (because Spencer can't figure out why he stopped touring as a concert pianist to teach elementary kids Tori Amos songs). 
It's really adorable in my head.

So I've got an account now.  I'm elisabeth over at Dreamwidth.  Check me out.  Or not.  I'll definitely be both places for now and the forseeable future.  But I am pretty jazzed about the new digs.

In other news, I still love all brendon uries and disco dorks.  I can't wait for the new Star Trek movie.  And I have tickets for the Jazz Fest to see BON JOVI!!!  Life is pretty okay.

Check out Ashton Kutcher trying to (in his words) "ding, dong ditch Ted Turner."  It's pretty interesting. http://www.ustream.tv/ashton
Also follow him on twitter.com if you so desire.  He's @aplusk.

Does anybody else find it interesting that half the time a member of Panic cooks something in a fic, it's stirfry?

So, it's like officially Christmas time at my house, tree, cookies, music, the whole shebang.  In that spirit I was wanting to read that Panic story where they're all teachers.  Jon is a long term sub, who fixes Spencer's car. Spencer has to take a different grade than what he usually teaches and  Brendon is a traveling art teacher for the district.  And they fall in love over the Christmas holidays.  Spencer's kids make him a huge Valentine's poster with Brendon's help.  And, it's just so adorable.  Somebody has to remember it.  Please, please, I need to reread it.  Help.

 God I fuckin' love Hillary Clinton!!!!

First off, does anybody else themselves losing huge chunks of time randomly browsing etsy.com? Or is that just me? I seriously just spent like an hour clicking on cool looking stuff, with absolutely no intention of buying anything. That site is so awesome. Also made of awesome is jjtaylor 's Buy Handmade. 

Secondly, I know I mentioned this before, but has nobody else noticed that Gerard Way had apparently moved to Los Angeles? I can't be the only person who heard his interview on KROQ!  I need to know what you people think.  How can I decide what I think without you people's opinions?  I mean Gerard Way, no longer in Jersey?  What is the world coming to?  Tell me.  No really.  TELL ME.

Jason Lezak is a golden god tonight!!

You guys, I love the Olympics.  Like a lot.  I'm watching the Opening Ceremony right now, and crying like I do every time.  I can't wait for swimming to start!!!!!

 I cannot be the only one who has noticed that Gerard Way had moved to LA. 

Okay, okay so you could totally make a band out of lead singers in bandom.  It would be the most awesome thing EVER!!  Okay, so Patrick would play drums.  Gabe would be on bass.  Brendon and Frank (he was totally lead singer in Pencey, shut up, it counts) would be the guitarists.  Then Greta could be the pianist (she's the lead singer right?).  And Gerard and William would take turns playing tambourine!!!  Maybe one of them could learn triangle or something.  Wouldn't this be awesome?  I mean really, let's stop and ponder this.  Seven lead singers.  One band.  They could all take turns singing lead.  My brain just exploded.

So, i just found out that my great-aunt is dying.  As in, she probably won't last the night.  She was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer early this year and chose not to tell anyone.  I'm just really sad.  Because she's this really cool old lady, who won't be in this world any longer.  I wish I could have seen her again.