Stolen Memories

I awoke from a bizzarro dream this morning.

My daughter and I were traveling in an RV--you're kidding, right? I wouldn't even drive our Ford Expedition when we owned one!--across the country. After rolling through a cemetery, we came across a small side road and I managed to turn this thing around and parked it in a cozy wooded area--that suddenly turned into an RV park. We went to a Silver Dollar City type amusement park only to return to find the RV had been broken into.

The only item stolen was the fishing tackle box that held my earrings.

Someone had stolen my memories, because that is what mementos are all about--that, and memento is on my daughter's vocabulary list this week.

I tracked down the thief by looking at everyone's earrings. If you didn't read my blog about my earrings, you wouldn't know that most of my earrings are unique, to say the least.

And I remember where I got each pair. There are memories stored in that box along with earrings.

So I find the thief and ask to take her picture. Stupid woman allows me to take a front pic and a side pic--BTW: she was wearing my trapeze frog earrings. I wasn't happy about this. She got her ear funk all over my stuff. I also asked her where she got the earrings. She responded that she couldn't remember.

You're kidding, right? If you're wearing funky looking earrings at least have the courtesy to make a story up!  

I also followed her to her camper with a armed security guard. My earrings were intact in their box, but she wanted me to prove they were mine--I had pictures, of course. I told her I wouldn't prosecute if she returned them. She did. Cop arrested her when I got my stuff. She yelled at me, and my response was, "I'm not prosecuting, but they are," I said pointing to a group of other campers who had stuff stolen.

This brings me full circle to the idea of stolen memories. This happens a lot in books, movies, and real life.

--the flashy thing in the Men in Black movies--takes memories of an alien occurrence.
--zombies in Warm Bodies don't have memories of their own, but when they eat the brains of their victims, the zombies will remember their memories.
--early Alzheimer's is a horrible disease. . . for those associated with the loved one who has it. The person with the disease can't remember that they've forgotten, except vaguely in a frustrating sort of way. But it is devastating for those left behind, since they remember all the good times and their loved one doesn't.
--in my stories, my goblin mentor will do a Vulcan mind wipe on some of my secondary characters, which also removes any good memories of the times they had with my protagonist. This leaves my protagonist more lonely than ever . . . except now, their memories are returning.

Well, gotta story to write.

Later, Peeps!

Zombies . . . Again

 

We finally got around to seeing Warm Bodies yesterday. It was a good movie, a little slow at times, but a sweet love story . . . after you get over the fact that the hero is a zombie and ate the brains of his love interest's boyfriend.

There were some chuckle moments, mostly due to the droll writing and narrative of the main character played by Nicholas Hoult--I have to say that I can't wait until Jack The Giant Slayer comes out, as this actor is Jack. He has a very impressive list of credits for a young man (22), with many movies in pre- or post-production.

Back to the movie, I'm not much of a zombie person, but I liked this one. Maybe it was due to the hubs playing Zombie U so much that it's allowed me to get past the fact that they are walking corpses. In fact, many scenes were computer generated that I felt I was in the middle of the hubs video game!

Because this movie was classed with horror movies, we were treated to some very creepy movie previews that I have no intention of listing here.

I don't DO horror. Comedic horror, yes. Scary horror, no.

Anyhoo, one of the previews was . . . interesting. So interesting that the hubs had a look of total confusion on his face, as there were fast, creepy people building bridges with their bodies to get to the other people. The movie was called World War Z, hubs still looked confused, so I had to whisper, "Zombie movie." Maybe it was because the graphics of the movie logo that it was difficult to see the Z. This movie looks to be different in the fact that zombies move like the 'bonies' in Warm Bodies--super fast. Oh, yeah, it has Brad Pitt in it, so if you're a fan of his you might want to put it on your calendar.

After we get out of the movie, hubs asked me, "Why didn't you start writing about zombies a few years ago. You could be making lots of money by now."

I simply gave him the "look".

I don't write zombies. I don't get the zombie thing. I might enjoy the occasional zombie movie, but I don't write zombies.

It's not my 'thang'.

I have all day to write today, well, with the exception of walking, going to the store, picking up the kidlet from school, and eventually taking her to swim. I need to get some serious wordage on the paper today, so. . .

Later, Peeps!

Zombie Apocalypse

We had a nice lazy weekend for a change. The previous two weekends involved swim meets, so it was nice to kick back and plan nothing except clean house.

Which leaves us with the title of this blog.

Hubs has been a Walking Dead fan for quite awhile. I am not.

I don't get the whole zombie thing. . . though I must confess that the previews of Warm Bodies seems like a lot of fun. And I really did like Zombieland. *double tap* Maybe it's just the horror zombie movies I have a problem with, throw a little comedy into the mix and I'm there.

Anyway, we bought . . . er, let me clarify this, "SANTA" bought a new Wii U along with a few games. But he bought a special ZombieU game for hubs.

This game is seriously creepy. The creep factor is upped due to the fact it's in London with all the added fog, it's dark,  there're screams in the background, the sounds the zombies make when they spot fresh food--er, YOU, and the blood and gore when you whack them with your cricket bat until you knock their heads off.

At first, I couldn't watch it. The kidlet definitely didn't want to watch it.

It was painful to see hub's character die, again and again.

And then he asked me to find some cheat codes. So I hop on the Internet and found one site that was AWESOME! They aren't cheat codes, per se, but simply walked you through the missions. That was also part of the problem with this game, it was tough to get your bearings.

So I printed off something like 9 sheets of paper that described various parts of the character's assignments. Though it tells you what happens in an area--you still have to live through it. And when you die, you become one of the fallen--but carrying around all the goodies you found in human life, which means you have to go back and kill your previous character to loot it.

Now when hubs plays, I crochet and the kidlet helps him spot various things on the TV screen while he is checking out info on the gaming console. He's better at playing. His character has new toys--machine gun, flares, etc. He's figured out how to take out helmeted zombies, spitter zombies, scuba zombies, and ones that are wired to explode when you whack them.

I'm still not a fan of this game as I'd prefer watching Mario Galaxy or Ray Man as I enjoy the graphics and music more from these games.

Come to think of it, Ray Man Legends should be released soon. I like that thought. Until then, I guess I'll have to deal with the Zombie Apocalypse.

Later, Peeps!