#doggie heaven short film

[angryasiandyk3]

so glad we’re not in the alternate timeline where lionsgate picked up the short film Doggie Heaven (2008) written and directed by James Wan and Leigh Whannel instead of Saw

[thee-radio-host-is-a-kookaburra]

alternate history where we got a Doggie Heaven franchise rather than a Saw franchise

[spextkrr]

Hey so does anyone know why they made doggy heaven. or were they just feeling silly because that is Certainly a short film.

[lolastones]

James Wan & Leigh Wannell made Doggie Heaven AFTER they made Saw???? I assumed it was a film school short they made but no 😭

[ivy-diaries]

⋮  — ⧉ . . viewing 30 questions in 3 minutes . . . . .

"Hi I'm Ivy and I'm here with buzzfeed to answer 30 questions in 3 minutes !!"

"But like before we begin, if i don't answer it in the given time, do I like get a punishment or something like that ??"

Laughing, the staff shook their head no, she softly laughed, opening the paper the questions were on.

1. "Texting or talking?"

"Both ?? I don't know, I prefer both to be very honest but i dont quite like it when people call me unannounced."

2. "best pickup line you've ever received?"

"Usually i don't get impressed with pick up lines so its really hard to impress me with them but this one truly impressed me. My boyfriend was the one who said it to me on a random night when we were competing to see whos got the better pickup lines because of course we are haha it went something like 'i dont like pickup lines because im not here to pick you up, im here to pin you down' and i went feral haha"

3. "worst pickup line you've got ?"

"No offense but it's got to be 'did it hurt when you fell from the vending machine because youre a snack' its over used im sorry"

4. "Describe your personality in 5 words"

"Funny, creative, day dreamer, perfectionist and kind i guess"

5. "a movie that made you cry?"

"It's not a movie but I cried watching the short film 'elephant whisperers' it won the Oscar too! "

6. "Who's the one artist you wanna collab with ?"

"There are soo many people I wanna collab with, making me choose one person is hard, I'll go with my role model, taylor swift "

7. "Who would play you in the movie of your life ?"

"Myself if possible or maybe Zendaya or Sadie Sink "

8. "Most used emoji ?"

"the cute face one"

9. "if your house is on fire, what are the three things you'd grab ?"

" Okay I hope it never happens but i can't say I haven't thought about this before, and the things are, my dogs, my gadgets and my wallet"

10. " ideal first date"

"museum date because thats here my boyfriendand i went for ours" she smiled.

11. "Last song you listened to?"

"You're on your own kid by Taylorswift" she said taking her phone out to check.

12. "First thing you'd do if you woke up as a guy?"

"Check myself out? I don't know i haven't really thought about it "

13. "Are you single ?"

"Nope, happy in a relationship of almost seven years " she said smiling at the thought of her boyfriend.

14. "Favorite ice cream flavor?"

"I don't know if many people know this but there's this flavor called vanilla elderflower and it tastes like heaven"

15. "Phone lockscreen and homescreen wallpaper ?"

" My lockscreen is a picture of my two doggies and my homescreen is my boyfriend!"

16. "How often do you wash your bedsheets ??"

"I wash them twice a week !! Stay hygienic people !!"

17. "Mom or dad?"

" nope im not answering that"

18. "Most priced possession ?"

"My dogs "

19. "have you done anything illegal?"

"Nope and never will"

20. "your favorite body part of yourself?"

"Umm maybe my eyes?"

21. "Favorite movie character?"

"Probably peter parker yea"

22. "Best advice you've ever received?

"I get a lot of advice day to day from a lot of people and its really hard to just pin point one thing but it probably has to be from my mother 'there's always a better tomorrow' "

23. "Favorite YouTube channel?"

"Hmm probably Stephanie soo because I usually hear her cover true crime cases when I'm preparing dinner or I would probably say mine haha"

24. "A song that always puts you on a good mood ?"

" no matter how low I'm feeling BTS's permission to dance puts me on a good mood!! Other than that, straykids' cheese, tomorrow by together's no rules, there's a lot"

25. "If you could live in only one place for the rest of your life, where would it be ?"

"France for sure but probably like the countryside, I'd probably take my family and friends with me "

26. "A friend that would pick up your call anytime?"

"I'd say the anybody from straykids would pick up if I called"

27. " your most favorite memory?"

"hmm probably when i debuted or when my song hit no.1 on Billboard "

28. " What did you have for breakfast?"

"I had cereal for breakfast "

29. " Favorite hair color?"

" blonde but I wanna try red "

30. " a song you listen to when you're sad?"

"Bang chan's hate to admit or limbo by Lee Know!! Those just break my heart "

"Wait we're done ?? Omg I finished it yayy!!!! Haha"

"And that was me with buzfeed doing the 30 questions in 3 minutes challenge !! Byee!!!"

[notjohnlegere]

Hi loves! Sorry for the short disappearance again, but life has been busy! I quit my job and have been on a search for a new one. Wish me luck!

I still have a lot of fics in the works! In the meantime, here’s a short little smutty blurb for you guys to quench your Timothée thirst. 😉

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Do That Again

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Do That Again

Timothée Chalamet x Reader

pure smut. timothee finds the reader’s g spot for the first time and goes on a bit of a power trip. steamy, sexy, sensual.

*obligatory mobile formatting apology*

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You were completely nude and a film of sweat was covering your body. Your back laid against the silky sheets of the mattress, your arms were limp to either side of you, and your eyes focused on the ceiling. You were completely blissed out and enjoying the moment, your whole body bounced with each of his thrusts, oh how your Timmy knew how to love you so perfectly.

Timothée, your boy, was very skilled at what he did. The way his fingers, his tongue, his whole body matched to yours and followed your every reaction—it was pure heaven.

Sex between the two of you was never crazy or wild. Frankly, most of the time it was vanilla and calm, closer to lovemaking than anything else. You had absolutely no complaints, though. The pleasure was never too much or too little. It was always a delicious slow build, time for you to relax and take in every inch of the man you loved. Feeling every inch of his silky cock slowly moving in and out of you, brushing against your walls, there was nothing like it.

He had his annoyances on occasion. Sometimes he felt that he could do better, that this simple lovemaking and slow burn stuff wasn’t enough. No matter how much you reassured him that you loved your sex life, so so much, it never seemed to sway the thought from your boy. So insecure, never believing he’s enough. Baby, let me remind you for the rest of our lives that you are perfect.

He was above you, naked and milky and gleaming. Sweat covered his brow and his bangs, small beads dripping down as he thrust into you. He leant on his elbows, his forearms positioned on either side of your head, and your legs were wrapped around his waist. Oh how he loved this position. The eye contact, the closeness, the intimacy. He was never one for doggy-style or for turning you away from him. He always wanted to see you, to connect with you. It was so much more than just sex.

“Uhn...uhn..uhn..” He grunted softly with each thrust. His eyes fell closed and his eyebrows knitted. He was so fucking hot in moments like these. How he never knew it was beyond you.

“Yeah, baby?” You cooed, lifting one of your hands from the mattress and threading your fingers through his sweaty curls. “Is it good?”

“Fuck, you’re so fucking good.” He swore, barely a gasp escaping his lips. “So ti-i-ooh-ight.” He stumbled over his last word when you clenched your muscles around him.

“Mmm.” You hummed in contentment.

“My god,” He said your name as if it was a sin falling from his lips, over and over, so evil and so delicious. You wished you could swallow every word from his throat.

It wasn’t until he grabbed one of your legs and hiked it further up on his waist did the entire moment change.

“Fuck! Oh fuck!” You shouted, throwing your head back into the mattress. He stopped thrusting his hips, instant concern gracing his face.

“Baby, are you okay?” He whispered, terrified that he had somehow hurt you. You were a gasping mess.

“Am I okay?” You stressed. “That was fucking incredible. Oh wow, Timothée.” His eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“This?” He snapped his hips forward again, the same way he had before, holding your thigh in place. Once again, a shout escaped your lips.

“Oh! Oh god yes, baby, oh god.” You babbled. “Do that again.”

“Do this again?” This time his eyebrows were raised in amusement when he snapped his hips forward. Tears pricked in your eyes, never having experienced such pleasure before.

“Yes! Yes, please. That. Exactly like that.” You whined.

Your boy, fueled now by pure confidence and bewilderment, reached down and gently rubbed your clit with his thumb. He then snapped his hips forward once more.

“Timothée!” You yelped, feeling your voice crack. You were seconds away from begging, pleading, do something, do anything, when he finally began to thrust again.

Your back arched off of the bed and you gripped onto the sheets, shutting your eyes tightly.

“Baby,” He breathed. “I’m close.” His statement was useless however. You were in your own little world. You didn’t even hear him. Even if you did hear him, there was very little chance you would’ve understood him.

“Oh, just like that- just like- baby, you fuck me so good.” You babbled, gripping now onto your boy’s back for dear life. That milky skin would definitely have some scratch marks on it in the morning.

“Ughhhhh.” He garbled out from deep in his throat, spilling his hot seed into you. The feeling of warmth between your legs and the way he filled you was far too much, and it sent you over the edge.

“Oh, shit!” You all but screamed. Your body convulsed and attempted to match his movements, but you were a sputtering shaking mess. “So good, oh daddy it’s so good.”

Once you regained your vision, you saw a man above you. Face red, eyes wide, sweat dripping down his skin, he was a sight to behold. If you had any strength left you would’ve kissed him.

“Oh, wow.” You gasped, a whine escaping your lips when he pulled out.

“Wow is right. I didn’t think- what was that?” He looked confused as he lied next to you.

“I think you found it.” You replied breathlessly, a giggle on your lips. “Like- it. That spot.”

“Clearly I did something, damn.”

“That was incredible, Timmy. I’ve never- I mean- not like that before. So good.”

“Glad to be of service.” He looked so proud, so smug. The smirk on his lips was evident.

“Don’t go getting cocky, now.” You warned, a smile on your lips as you pecked his. “I’m okay with that sometimes. Just not every time. I love our sex how it is.”

“I love you how you are.” He replied, nudging his nose against yours twice.

“Mmm.” You hummed. “I love how you are too.”

With that, the room went silent. You held each other and caught your breath. After a few minutes, when you were just starting to fall under the veil of sleep, he spoke up.

“What was that whole daddy thing about anyway?”

You froze. Your face turned red. Your heart nearly leapt out of your throat.

“You heard that?”

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ao3 is johnlegere, find my fics there too. requests are open, send one in my ask box. hope you enjoyed :)!

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🏷: @thestarsaregivenonceonly @timotheeisthelomll @imnotoverlyobsessive @dayafied @ohladymoon @writings-art

[doctorcurdlejr]

The 10 minute short film doggie heaven (2008) was more mentally taxing than any of the saw films. I spent two days watching saw films with no problem but it was watching doggie heaven that made me tap out

[wondersofdreaming]

Te in perpetuum et unum diem amabo

Title meaning: ‘Te in perpetuum et unum diem amabo’ translated: I will love you forever and a day

Characters: Chris Evans x female reader

Word count: 1.356

Warnings: Fluff, very fluffy

Author’s note: Written for @thefanficfaerie’s ‘Heather’s life in song’ challenge.

I do not own any of the characters in this short story besides the reader, who is a figment of my imagination.

Song chosen: ‘Truly Madly Deeply’ by Savage Garden

MASTERLIST

Feedback is appreciated.

“Sweetie, that’s the wrong spot. It’s supposed to go here.” You told your boyfriend. You pointed to the hole in the shelving unit you had bought at IKEA.

You had moved into his house a week earlier, but as you were unpacking all your things, you noticed that you needed more shelving for your books. Chris had nearly keeled over when he saw how many books you actually owned. A whooping of more than one thousand books. He had wanted to turn one of his spare rooms into a library for you, but you couldn’t wait for him to have enough time to build the shelving system you dreamed of, so Kallax from IKEA had to do for now.

“You wanna do it?” He asked with his signature sexy smile. He was teasing you. You could see the challenge in his blue eyes. You lifted one of your eyebrows and accepted the challenge by taking the screwdriver from him. As a woman, you wanted to prove that you could do anything he could, and the Scandinavian in you were too damn stubborn to let him win, so you collected all the pieces together all by yourself, while Chris was walking Dodger.

Chris was watching you put your books into the holes of the shelving system when he came back. You arranged them in genres, then in the author’s last name, then in publication date. You were very meticulous about your books, they had to be sorted in your system and no one else’s. Chris had learned that the hard way when he had borrowed one of your Japanese cookbooks and put it back between some fantasy books. You had at first moved it back and told him not to mess with your books, and to remember to put it back in its rightful place. He had chuckled and said that it was just a book. Oh boy, had he been wrong. You had told him that your books meant more to you than anything else you owned. Your books were like your children, in the not so weird and creepy way, they brought you comfort during the hard times, the sad times, the lonely times and even during the happy times. They were there to lead your thoughts away from missing Chris when he was abroad filming, or when he was sleeping in, you would go out to the backyard with a cup of coffee and read.

You turned around as Dodger ran towards you, wanting attention. You sat down on the floor with a box of photographs beside you as you put the eager dog in your lap. Petting his chest just the way he liked it. His tail was thumping on the hardwood floor.

“Look buddy, this is from the time your daddy and I went to Switzerland to go skiing.” You said and showed Dodger a photo of you and Chris in snowsuits, heavy winter boots, wearing thick gloves, matching puff ball hats and ski goggles. You were carrying your skis and he, his snowboard. He had asked the ski instructor to take a picture of you. It had been a perfect sunny day in the Alps, on top of a mountain, and a long way down. You had been lucky none of you had broken a leg.

“That trip was for our one-year anniversary.” Chris gushed excitedly and sat down next to you.

“It sure was. We should do that more often, go on trips together, and bring this little doggie so he doesn’t feel abandoned.” You giggled and put the photo in front of your biography books.

Chris chuckled and pulled out another photo. It was of the two of you again, this time he was carrying you in his arms, standing in the ocean. You were both laughing. You remembered that picture, a minute after Charlie; your brother, the professional photographer; had taken the photo, Chris had dropped you into the cold water.

“Christopher Robert Evans! You will pay for this!” You spluttered. Water dripping from your hair into your eyes. You started stalking him as a preying lioness. He laughed as he moved further out into the ocean with you closing in on him. He wanted to get caught, you could see it in his smile. You tackled him, but being he was fit and solid muscles from his workout as Captain America, he didn’t budge, more like you fell backwards into the water.

“And this is from that beach day with our families in Hawaii.” You put that photo together with the self-help books.

“What else you’ve got in here?” Chris asked as he started pulling out more photos. There were photographs of your family, more of you and him, his family, Dodger, your friends, but the one that caught his eye was at the bottom of the box. He collected a red frame with the letters ‘LOVE’ engraved at the bottom. The selfie was you and him lying on an air mattress out in the woods. You were kissing his bearded cheek, and he wore a big goofy smile. You had been dating a few months at that time. He had arranged for you to go camping, out in the middle of nowhere. You had been skeptical in the beginning but relented in the end, to make him happy. All you wanted was to see his beautiful smile, and as you snuggled with him on the mattress looking at the stars, you felt the serenity and the calming effects of the woods seeping into your soul.

“Y/N? You asleep?” He had whispered. You had shaken your head no. He turned, so you were face to face. You could sense the seriousness coming from him. He caressed your cheek with his thumb. He took a deep breath before leaning in to kiss you. It was sweet, turned passionate, as he pulled you closer.

“I love you.” He murmured against your connected lips.

That was the first time you had admitted your love for one another. It had been perfect.

“This might be the first photograph of us.” You admired and put the photo on the shelve with survival guidebooks.

“And hopefully not the last.”

Later that evening you went for a walk in the park closest to your new home. The sky was full of blinking stars. Then you saw a shooting star.

“Hurry Chris, make a wish!” You exclaimed and closed your eyes. Your wish: to be with Chris forever. As you opened your eyes and turned around, you found your boyfriend on his knee, an open ring box in his hand. The ring was magnificent. A golden band with a solitaire diamond, a simple but elegant design.

“Y/N, I am truly, madly, deeply, intensely, passionately, fiercely, inexplicably, eternally, unconditionally in love with you. I will climb mountains, swim through the ocean, collect all the stars in the sky for you. I will walk through fire, earth, water, and air for you. I will move heaven and hell for you. And to quote that song by Savage Garden you like so much: ‘I’ll be your dream. I’ll be your wish. I’ll be your fantasy. I’ll be your hope. I’ll be your love. I’ll be everything that you need.’ Will you please make me the happiest man alive and marry me?”

“Actually, it goes: ‘I’ll be your love, be everything that you need. I’ll love you more with every breath, truly madly deeply do.” You teased him.

“Just answer him, for Pete’s sake!” You heard your brother yell from behind some bushes.

You rolled your eyes.

“Yes, I’ll marry you, love.” You said with reassurance, a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth.

“You had me worried there for a second.” Chris whispered as he pushed the ring on your finger.

“Then don’t mess up the lyrics to my favourite song.”

He pulled you in for a kiss as a camera flashed behind you. Charlie kept taking photos, until he was satisfied, he had gotten the perfect shot.

“Te in perpetuum et unum diem amabo.” You said.

”I will love you forever and a day.” Chris translated.

[fxkthatdairy]

puppy love- mrbeast

(These are the puppies :) )

         It had been five months since you married Jimmy and life has been absolutely perfect. You have been extremely happy since you met Jimmy so when you two got married it was heaven. There is one struggle though, when he is at the office or filming in other states, your small house that you shared together got extremely quiet and lonely. Sometimes Katie or Lauren would come over and you would have a girls night or you would go over to Jimmy’s moms house and hang out with your mother-in-law but when nobody was at your house you were extremely lonely. Jimmy was home but was preparing to head to Los Angeles for a video in a few days. You finally rolled out of bed and walked to your closest and grabbed a pair of jeans and a sweater. You also grabbed your undergarments and went and took a shower. You got out and straightened your hair, brushed your teeth, and did your normal morning routine. You the put some socks and boots on and grabbed your purse and phone and went into the living room where you found your husband on the couch watching Naruto. “Morning babe.” I said as grabbed myself a granola bar and went to make myself a to-go cup of coffee but I saw that it was already made for me. “ I made your coffee for you this morning just how you like it.” He said getting up and wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing the top of his head. You turned around and kissed him gently on the lips.

     “Thank you. You ready to go? You said grabbing the keys to your Jeep. Normally you took your car because it was not as new as Jimmy’s I8. You grabbed your wallet and jacket and threw them in the backseat of your car and threw the keys at Jimmy because you hated driving with a passion. You got in the passenger side and Jimmy began driving to the office. When you got to the office you noticed that not only was Chris’s truck there but so was Katie’s car. You noticed that all the guys were standing around a cardboard box. Jimmy parked the car and you walked over and gave Katie a hug. You then looked in the box and saw two golden lab puppies. You immediately fell in love and got on the ground and put them around you. They sniffed you curiously and the got used to you and laid down on your lap.

      “I didn’t know that you guys got new puppies.” you said as I gently petted them.

        “We didn’t. Someone dropped them off at our house because they found them and were hoping that we would find them a new home. We don’t have enough room so we brought them here and were going to see if anyone wanted to take them.” Katie said as you were petting the adorable puppies. Then you got a great idea on how you wouldn’t be lonely when Jimmy left.

    “Jimmy can we please please please please keep the puppies???” you asked pouting your lip hoping that he would say yes.

  “Sure if it is okay with Katie and Chris.” He said as he looked at Chris and Katie.

    “Yeah it is okay. As long as the are getting a home its good.” Chris said and hugged Katie goodbye because she had to head to work. You waved goodbye and put the puppies back in the box and walked inside to your office. You finally now had the chance to look at the gender of the puppies. One girl and one boy, now it was time for the names. You decided Daisy for the girl because she reminded you of a little daisy and named the boy Beast after your husbands channel. At that moment, Jimmy walked in and sat down beside you and started to play with the puppies.

          “What did you name them?” He asked as he picked up Beast who began licking his face repeatedly.

        “That one’s name is Beast after your channel and the baby girl in the box is named Daisy.” you said as you secretly took a picture of your boys because you found it extremely adorable.

        “I love the names. When we head home we’ll stop by and get them everything that they need.” He said and gave you a quick kiss before he went and got some work done

                                    A FEW HOURS LATER You and Jimmy had finally finished work and got everything in the trunk of the car. You then grabbed the box with Daisy and Beast in it and got in the passenger side. Then Jimmy drove y’all to the nearest Pet-smart and he grabbed Beast and you had Daisy as you walked inside. The first thing you guys did was get them both collars.  You got Daisy a baby pink collar and leash and Jimmy got Beast a blue collar and leash. You then got them dog tags with their names and your information on them in case they got lost. You then went and got them a lot of toys, two water and food bowls, ton of wet and dry dog food, treats, dog wash, training pads, two doggie pillows and two doggie kennels. You even snuck and bought them a few outfits for adorable pictures on Instagram. After you guys payed you loaded everything in the trunk and headed home. When you got home you made them their own little section in Jimmy and your shared bedroom. You fed them and then took them outside to go potty and gave them a treat afterwards. Before you went inside you took a picture and posted on Instagram and the caption was: Welcome Daisy and Beast to the Donaldson family. They are so adorable and I am in complete love. You then posted the picture of Jimmy and Beast and had the caption: My boys <3.  You then took the puppies inside and put them on the bed with Jimmy while you went and changed into one of Jimmy’s shirts and some spandex shorts. You climbed in the bed and the puppies snuggled into you. You turned the TV on and put on The Umbrella Academy. Jimmy put his arm behind your head as you carefully snuggled into him . Later your phone notified you that you had been tagged in a photo. Jimmy had posted a photo that was caption: My little family <3. It was a picture of you and the puppies when you first saw them and when you were snuggled in the bed. You liked the photo and commented a heart and put your phone on the charger. You then rolled over and kissed Jimmy goodnight and then you kissed your puppies on the head and slowly fell asleep with the thought of your little family on your mind.

[aspiestvmusings]

TMS S3: GROUP B

THE MASKED SINGER SEASON 3 

GROUP B/ GROUP 2: (contestants 7 - 12)

EP 3x04: CLUES & MORE: RECAP for remaining 5:

SPOILERS BELOW!!!

FROG

CLUES:

Location: Hollywood (CBS?) Lot: 1920s street/building 

VISUAL CLUES:

His clues video is done in black & white (like a 1920s silent film) 

B&W image: MIB sitting on a bench, on a street, as newpapers are being thrown at them (by a paperboy)

Newspaper: The Daily Ribbit (price: 5 cents) 

Newspaper headline: Frogs are jumping! Frogs are jumping!

Newspaper headline: Tadpole plucked from large creek!

Newspaper article subtitle: Toad’s crazy ride begins! 

Newspaper photo credit: Frog joins The Masked Singer 

Newspaper article [this is a nod to the detectives among us, viewers]: TEXT HERE LATER “So there was this tadpole just swimming along, doing its tadpole thing, thinking “Hey, life is pretty good!” Who needs legs anyway?” Then one day it was swimming near a horseshoe and mustve felt lucky. It waived it’s little fishy tail and swam faster than ever and the metamorphosis began in the blink of a frog’s eye. Good bye tail, hello legs! “What arethese weird spongy things in my body? Oh, lungs! Cool!”  The tadpole became a frog, but seriously are you actually  reading all this? Did you pause on me? Are you hoping for more clues? Or should I say hopping for more clues? Well here’s a frog joke: Why are frogs so happy? Because they eat whatever bugs them! Hahaha. Sorry, that wasnt a clue, but hopefully there’s a kid in the roomto enjoy it. I’m impressed you’re still reading this small print. Back to the frog: it really did have a wild, wild ride. Though it did have some interesting eating habits and I'm not just talking about dining on flies. By the way, have you seen slo-mo videos of frogs using their tongues? Pretty fascinating. Okay, you’ve made it this far. I’ll just tell you the tadpole who became a frog is the celebrity we all know and love who goes by the name” [ARTICLE ENDS HERE] 

Sign on the wall of the building “arrow pointing to the left” 

Papar bags on the ground next to the bench with “Leftovers” written on it & “leftovers” from one nag have fallen out...to the ground. 

The frog’s shadow behind the window/glass is seen using his tongue to catch/eat a fly on the glass

Poster on the (office) floor: 1996 Games: 1000-Meter Leap Frog

The frog & MIB doing dance moves on the street (as he comes out of the building) 

Old school michrophone with the “LIKE” sign on it. 

Dollar bills on the “counter”: 100 dollar bill +  5 dollar bill + 1 dollar bill (100 + 5 + 1 = 106 dollars) 

AUDIO CLUES/VOICE OVER:

“News Flash: My metamorphosis has been anything but typical.”

“I leapt to stardom as fast as the lightning bolt.” 

 “Never had a chance to evolve my image, and do things my way.” 

“I was slitherin with the big frogs from Jump-Jump. Just had to fit in and survive.” 

“But now I can write my own masterpiece” 

“Showing this new side (of me) gives me butterflies in my stomach.”  

“But I'm ready to drop the hammer, and sing my face off.” 

ON STAGE CLUES:

Song choice: “U Can’t Touch This” by MC Hammer 

Look/Costume: Frog is wearing a purple suit & a yellow/purple checkered tie. He has a matching hat with a feather (1920s “gangster” style) & “Gatsby” style shoes. 

Stage: Moves around & dances a lot, while rapping. Very energetic. Touches the brim of the hat during “questining”

Height: Short. Seems around 170 -173cm = 5 feet 6 inches 

Build: He’s small, but athletic. 

Mic hand: Right. 

Talking: “I feel free, baby! I came here to win it all, baby, that’s what I came to do - win it all!”  (when answering "How does it feel to dress up as The Frog?”)

GUESSES:

Shad Moss aka (Lil) Bow Wow (rapper/singer/musician) - for me the dance moves confirmed it’s him, cause I am not super familair with his voice alone. But last  year when many suggested he could be "The Rottweiler”, I looked him  up, and the dance routines he and his kid do in several of his posts leave me with no doubt that it’s him. I would not have gotten this one from the voice alone. 99% chance 

POSSIBLE MEANING OF CLUES.

TBA LATER [SEE: LISTED CLUES & YOU’LL KNOW ANYWAY] 

Paper bag “Leftovers” = Doggy Bag -- his artist nme was/is Bow Wow + it’s the title of one of his albums (Doggy bag)

Mic + Like sign = Like Mike 

106 dollars = he hosted the”106 & Park” music vid show

KITTY

CLUES:

Location: many clips used from Georges Méliès silent film(s) - “Astronomers Dream” watch on YT 

Silent film era style clips from a (movie) theatre

VISUAL CLUES:

Most of her clue package is in black & white, in “silent cinema” style. Lot of footage from the time films were first made & lots of references to the film of that time. 

(Stage) Curtains opening

B&W: People watching the performance though binoculars. 

B&W: Audience clapping (during the performance) 

Kitty Mask appearing on each lens of the binoculars. 

B&W image: a group of men coming to the stage, in one line...as we see it from the audiences POV. And Kitty Mask appearing in front on them...as the only in COLOUR image that has been added to it. 

B&W: (Astronomical) Observatory with a telescope pointed at the Moon. There is a globe in the room. A stand with drawings and shapes (geometry) on one side & a blackboard with AB + CD = [more math...which I can’t type in here...for reasons] An old man/astronomer in a wizard hat is sitting on a chair, reading a book. Then gets up to write something on the blacboard. There is a coat of arms on the back of the chair. - a clip from Georges Méliès "The Astronomer's Dream" (old film from 1898)

In colour:  Kitty walking to center stage - alone on the stage, in an ampty theatre 

B&W: The Moon with a face being blown up - a clip from Georges Méliès "The Astronomer's Dream" (old film from 1898) 

Blinking dressing room lights (a wall full of them) in the background of Kitty Mask 

A glass jar/bottle of milk  + a glass of milk...with Kitty mask sitting on top of he glass...as milk is poured into it.

B&W: Pirates sword-fighting on an old ship deck. 

Kitty doing the CATwalk... with greenish-blueish lights in the background...

A (big) glass rose shattering to pieces as it falls to the ground... with rose petals fling everywhere... 

AUDIO CLUES/VOICE OVER:

“In all my wildest dreams I’d never imagined I’d be here where I feel at home among the weird and the wonderful.”

“It’s almost like this show was made for me. -- A little bit of heaven where I can wipe the slate clean as the purest snow.” 

“Sometimes it feels lonely, because people don’t think of me as the person I’ve become, but the person I once was.”

“But now under these light - among the cream of the crop - I get to start from scratch.”

“And just like a Kitty will always find a way to nuzzle into your heart, Tonight, for my big debut, I'm going for high drama...as I show you why I'm the pick of the litter”

ON STAGE CLUES:

Song choice: “Dangerous Woman” by Ariana Grande 

Look/Costume: Burlesque/(Vegas) showgirl costume - sparkly dress with straps, and feathery skirt + feathers on top of the head (inside a small crown”, and added to that are sparly silver boots. Wearing a leotard under the dress (it seems to be a  Red Silver Tabby cat). Kitty mask with different-coloured eyes (heterochromia) - one blue & one brown. The costume has a kind of Satine from “Moulin Rouge” feel/look to it. 

Stage presence: Dancing sensual “Cabaret” chair dance while singing. Her backup dancers are dressed as “Chesire cats” 

Height: Short, looks around 155-163cm =  5 feet 1 to 5 feet 4

Build: Petite. Very small & slender. 

Mic hand: Alternates between left & right 

Talking: “I am being somebody that noboby has ever seen before, and its always been inside of me, so... it’s great!”  (when answering “Whats it like being The Kitty?”) 

GUESSES:

Sarah Hyland (actress) -- the voice & the stage presence remind me of her...the most, though alost none of the clues fit her (rose for BF & drama for being on a popular mock series with lots of “drama”...are the main ones fitting her) 50% chance 

Emma Watson (actress) - several clues fit her, but I am uncertain about the voice being a good match

Chloë Grace Moretz (actress) ...so many clues seem to reference to the movie “Hugo” she was in...that was a “tribute” to Georges Méliès...

Kate Bosworth (actress/model) - she has heterochromia + several clues fit 

Mila Kunis (actress) - she has heterochromia 

Lily Rose Depp - I am not that familiar with her voice to make a definite yes/no decision, but several clues match - pirates connection through her dad & French connection though her mom. She starred in a film titled “Planetarium”... and in the Vanity Fair’s “Secret Showcase/Talent” she did has a very similar oldie feel to it...like the clue package has 

some/any “former” Disney actress, who is now in their late teens to late 20s

With this Mask I am more confused than I have ever been with any other mask...any season. Some fit the voice, some the stage prsence, some the clues. But none seem to fit (to me/to my knowledge) them all. And I still cannot decide on the voice..even after re-listening/watching. I really need that 2nd & 3rd song to make up my mind. 

POSSIBLE MEANING OF CLUES.

TBA LATER [SEE: LISTED CLUES & YOU’LL KNOW ANYWAY]

TACO 

CLUES

Location: (Restaurant) Kitchen 

Location: Hollywood (CBS) Lot: streets/parking lot 

VISUAL CLUES:

MIB dressed as chefs (in buffed up/sumo suits) preparing food - tacos

The taco lying on the plate as MIB chef adds some seasoning to it 

VHS tapes...on the counter 

Anchor (nautical.. ships anchor) on a plate 

A (solved) Rubik’s Cube on top of a bowl filled with lemons/limes. 

Fresh food in the fridge as the door is opened (salad, peppers) - a red trolley (tramcar/streetcar) is on top of the food 

The MIC chefs adding more seasonings, and then ketchup to the taco. Writing TACO as a decoration on the plate, next to the taco, with ketchup. 

The taco jumps off the plate, and onto the kitchen floor, adn starts running away..as the MIB chefs run after him (with ladles in hands)...He runs out of therestaurant...and onto the street

The MIB looking out between large TMS door and waving for Taco to come their way...and the Taco running into the studio...as the doors close just in front of the chasers

Sign next to the TMS mask logo doors: Studios 36 & 46 Main Entrance [arrow pointing to the left]

Sign on the wall inside the TMS studio doors: Stage 46 [arrow to the right] 

AUDIO CLUES/VOICE OVER:

“Like the comfort food I am, I’ve been a confirting part of your lives for decades” 

“I’ve got plenty of seasoning & I'm in a good place, but my routine can get a bit mild, so I'm here to bust out of the buffet...and spice things up.” 

“To enchiladas and beyond!“ 

“Here I go...as fast as I can.” 

“I want to be the last mask standing.” 

“I just hope I don’t fall apart out there.” 

“Time for Taco Wednesday.”

ON STAGE CLUES:

Song choice: “Fly Me to the Moon” by Frank Sinatra 

Look/Costume: Dark green suit under a taco suit/costume. Cherry tomato for a head. Ketchup bottle for a mic. suits in the background. 

Stage presence: Moon & stars theme: Big Band with starry suits. Swing music style..very 1960s Sinatra vibes. 

Height: He’s around 170cm = 6 feet (about the same height as the host, Nick)

Build: Tall-ish & lean-ish. 

Mic hand: Right 

Talking:  "This is how  dress normally! No(w), the weirdest thing about this experience is being ignored by everyone, cause they don’t know who I am. For the first time (in my life) I feel invisible!” (when answering “How is his normal life different from being on TMS?”) 

GUESSES

Tom Bergeron (TV show host & comedian) 99% chance 

Tim Allen (actor/comedian) 0.5% chance 

Tom Hanks (actor) 0,5% chance 

Though the voice at times makes it seem as this could be the actor (and comedian, and writer, and artist) John Lithgow and/or the clues at times make it seem as this could be the actor Ted Danson...it cannot be either of them. They’re just too tall to be the person in that costume. 

POSSIBLE MEANING OF CLUES

TBA LATER [SEE: LISTED CLUES & YOU’LL KNOW ANYWAY]

VHS tapes =  America’s Funniest (Home) Video’s - he hosted the show..for years

The trolley = the exact trolley/model like in “Mr. Roger’s Neighbourhood” +the 2019 film about him - hesang a song on the 2019 films “soundtrack”

“...as fast as I can” = the title of his (autobiographical) book is “I'm hosting as dast as I can” 

MOUSE 

CLUES:

Location: Football field 

VISUAL CLUES:

The Mouse holding a megaphone & gicing orders through it to others (shes the boss of them all)

MIB dressed in dark slacks & yellow jerseys + wearing helmets...ready to play some “american football”

One MIB is dressed as a cheerleader - with pink tutu skirt & golden pom-poms...cheering them on...

There is a dark football helmet with the US flag on the bench next to the Mouse Mask

The Mouse standing on top of a car/trcuk tire...that’s on the foorball field 

Whiteboard with game strategy on it. Title: Bang Bang Formation. Football field drawin under it...with each players moves indicated. 

The four cardinal directions: N for north, S for souts, W for West & E for east (in a different colour!) on each side of the table. 

The MIB athletes doing push-ups..with The MOuse standing on top of one of their helmets

The MIB yellow jerseys say “Wariors” & their numbers are “19″ & “79" 

The MIB athletes tackle the trainign equpment the mouse is standing on, making her fly, and (crach) land of the grass

AUDIO CLUES/VOICEOVER:

“Just like a mouse I’m small and cute. But don’t let my size fool you, because my presence is larger than life. ” 

“I’ve always been a leader in my field, really.” 

“I wrote the Playbook.” 

“But as much as I love calling the shots, and showing everyone who’s the boss, I also love having a walk-on role to play.” 

“They say: “Don’t sweat the small stuff.”  But now that I'm putting myself in, you should. Because I never accept anything less than gold.” 

“So, to all my copetitors, you “cheddar” watch out” 

ON STAGE CLUES:

Song choice: “Get here” by Oleta Adams 

Look/Costume: Pink-ish mouse costume, wearing a long fairy skirt/dress (with flowers in front) & fairy wings on the back. 

Stage presence: Static. Sitting during both the performance/singing AND the “panel guessing” part [indicating she’s older and/or has a health issue and/or it’s done just to fool the viewers about her height...and hence the line “don’t let my size fool you” in the clue package] 

Height: Shorter than the host, Nick. Seems about 170- 175 cm = 5 feet 5 iches to 5 feet 7 inches  tall. 

Build: “Normal” ...to smallish

Mic hand: Right 

Talking:  “Not being able to talk. Yeah, you know, I’m a chatterbox. And I love talking and they always tell me...that I can’t say anything to anybody.” 

(when answering the question “what makes this experience different from her day-to-day life?” 

POSSIBLE MEANING OF CLUES:

TBA LATER [SEE: LISTED CLUES & YOU’LL KNOW ANYWAY]

Warriors 19 & 79 = 1979 [the year, the number] = This is  the year, when her album “Dionne” was released.

Gold (pom-pons) in her clue package = many of her (her bands) albums/songs have gone Gold. 

GUESSES:

Dionne Warwick (singer) 90% chance 

I dont really have other guesses. I was conflicted for a bit during the original airing, cause it looked like she was wayshorter than the host, but thats cause I did not pay attention to the fact that she was sitting the whole time. So my confusion “that’s D.W.s voice, but the height excludes her... cause she is a bit taller than that” was over as soon as someone pointed it out to me, and I was able to re-watch & see that she sat not only during the Q&A, but also her performance. 

BANANA

CLUES:

Location: Football field 

Location: Party/Tour bus 

VISUAL CLUES:

Four small fruit-shaped “hobbit houses” - one pear, one stwarberry & 2 watermelons...behind a white picket fence + theres a bicycle nxt to the fence 

Banana sleeping & “yawning”  outside, on a grass (football field)... on a blanket

A cowboy hat next to the sleeping banana 

A tomato & a blowfish next to the sleeping banana 

MIB texting “Banana! Where R U?” to him..on an orange-coloured phone 

All kinds of veggies and salads + a banana peel..on the grass. The MIB “walking and texting”, and hence not seeing the banana peel & slipping on it & falling down next to the blanket 

The Banana sleeping under the blanket...with two dressed in green “cowgirls” sleeping on either side of him. The Bananas clothes/costume is on the floor/grass next to them...so he’s “naked” under the blanket 

All kinds of veggies lying around the blanket, on the grass õA

A blue (dog) collar on the grass next to the blanket

Banana partying on a tour bus with the two green creatures

Banana dancing on the table...

AUDIO CLUES/VOICE OVER:

[Banana sleeping on a football field & getting a text “Where R U” from MIB] “What? Where am I? Oh, no, I’m late for the stage! Aaahh” 

[12 hrs earlier] “Ugh, I cant believe I overdid it last night. You’d think this was my first rodeo.”

“I’m the banana because I'm tough on the outside, but a total smoothie on the inside. And a hoot to have at parties. Am I right, ladies?”

[getting up from under the blanket] “Help me get dressed, dadgumit.” 

"I cant wait to peel back my layers, and show I can use my voice in any environment.” 

"I just wanna see you smile.” 

ON STAGE CLUES:

Song choice: “A Little Less Conversation” by Elvis Presley 

Look/Costume: Yellow costume suit & a banana head with banana peel for a collar

Stage presence: Very energetic, moving around & dancing a lot. Ends the song with an “Iron Man landing pose”

Height: He’s around 180cm = 6 fee (around the same height as the host, Nick) 

Build: He’s tall & lean

Mic hand: Right 

Talking: “[chuckles] Technically... No. My kid. -- I’m getting ready to work out -- she hands me a banana, and it’s a sign. So here I am - The Banana. And I’m peeling it. I’m peeling the music.” (when aswering the question “Did you always want to be the Banana?” 

GUESSES:

Bret Michaels of “Poison” (singer/musician) - those denace moves! and stage presence just give him away. 

POSSIBLE MEANING OF CLUES.

TBA LATER [SEE: LISTED CLUES & YOU’LL KNOW ANYWAY]

Cowbvoy hat = he wars one quite often (its kind of one of his trademarks) 

Blowfish = they are poisonous & “POison” is the name of his band 

The MIB slipping on a banana peel & falling = Bret famously fell once during Tony Awards in 2009

Blue Collar = he has a pet clothing line + his daughetrs name is Bleu 

ELEPHANT

First mask to be voted out in ep 4! 

I am sad, cause I really liked his performance. But I get it...they’re all really equal, so it just depends which voie/mask has most “fans” in the audience that day/moment. 

The clue package video hinted at a sportsman (athlete: skateboard, acrobatics, parkour, snowboarding...or similar..based on the MIB choreography). An individual sport, not team sport. The blue birds hinted at his company name + kinda his last name, too. 

What people shoul’dve picked up, too were: his “limping” as he entered the stage. His “sliding to his knees” on stage (a move in his sports...to protect from falls). And... even though it was most likely just about “he's moving to the beat of his own drum” with the drums/drumming, but Id like to think that is was a nod to his role in that “Guitar Hero” add, where he & 3 other famous athletes played band members...and he was the drummer.

<<<<< THIS IS WHAT GOES ON IN MY HEAD AFTER EVERY TMS SHOW/EPISODE. THIS IS HOW I CATEGORIZE THE INFO I HAVE INTO FOLDERS IN MY MIND. THIS IS HOW SPECIFIC I AM, AND HOW INTO DETAILS I GO. THIS IS HOW MUCH I PAY ATTENTION (while, most likely, missing a ton of more hints that I’ll only notice during re-watch) I JUST DECIDED TO WRITE IT DOWN…FOR ONCE.

As promised, I’ll be doing this for the first episode of each group (3x01 for group A, 3x04 for group B, and in a few weeks 3x07 for group C). But that’s all I’ll be doing. Those three. Cause I have no time or energy to write it all down each week. 

[true-halloween-tales]

2017: #12-VACATION FROM HELL, PART 2: STRANDED IN THE DESERT

I woke up very tired… on top of something squishy… a partially broken waterbed.  Where was I?  I remembered I was on a road trip to California or bust…. And there already was a bust… more like busted, as in a busted car!  A car accident… my friend Fu Man Chew’s new black sportscar, named KITT from Night Rider… an enormous, enraged, black bull tried to ram the car and chased us… until the car went flipping upside down on a gravel road… KITT was badly damaged… but no serious injuries… stranded twenty miles from the nearest town… we were finally rescued… and the tow truck driver let us stay in his basement on a broken waterbed with a shotgun on the wall…

I staggered out of the swampy bed, and Fu Man Chew was gone!  Already taken by the crazed tow truck driver kidnapper?  Then I saw that he had sunk into the far end of the waterbed, and it had oozed over him covering him up.  I made sufficient noise to slowly resurrect him, and we soon wandered upstairs.  We were dazed like in a nightmare.  We started looking for the tow truck driver, Mr. Butterfield.  I was surprised to learn that he was gone – and we never saw him again!  He was probably busy making butter in the fields!  We found a kitchen containing a Mrs. Butterfield who deeply contrasted her short, dirty, moleman of a husband.  She resembled a late middle aged Galadriel, Queen of the Elves, with a hypnotic and soothing voice.  She was making pancakes, and they were for us!  Was this a witch fattening us up (see 2017: #2-WITCHES)?  But the Butterfields were indeed very nice.  However, she imparted some information in a carefree manner, and I suddenly did feel like I was being kidnapped.  I was quite disturbed by what she told me, but I reluctantly accepted it as truth.  

Mrs. Butterfield explained that we were effectively trapped!  The car accident took place on Thursday, June 29, 1989.  The closest town was Rapid City, South Dakota, about twenty miles away.  The whole town was shut down for the July 4th weekend.  There were no open insurance offices, no open mechanic shops to fix the car, and no car rentals were available.  No one was at work at the nearby bustling metropolis of Rapids City, South Dakota!  They had the tradition in the town to close down for the weekend on Friday before the July 4th weekend.  Extend the holiday weekend!  Take a vacation day on Friday!  But that meant businesses did not open until Wednesday, July 5th!  We were stranded in the Black Hills outside of Rapid City, South Dakota.  But it got worse – it always gets worse – that’s why vacations are so fun!  There were no available lodgings anywhere in town because of the holiday.  There was nowhere to go.  This was horrible.  Route 666 had taken me to Hell.

As we devoured our pancakes in shock at our plight, Mrs. Butterfield made calls for motel vacancies. After breakfast she surprisingly secured a motel room for Fu Man Chew and I from a friend of hers who owned the motel.  She even drove us there, and it was about fifteen miles outside of Rapid City up in the mountains.  It was very much a Bates Motel on a rarely used mountain highway.  We had to stay there until Wednesday, July 5th to wait for businesses to open so we could have the car repaired, make an insurance claim, and primarily escape from Bates Motel.  Five days at Bates Motel!  Let the torture begin!

The tv signal in the mountains was so poor that one evening the only channel that was viewable offered a dreary tv movie about a young girl dying of cancer.  I walked outside, but there was nowhere to go at all for many miles.  After listening to Prince’s Batdance and The Residents Heaven? and Hell! cds umpteen times, I dug out some new cassette tapes I was traveling with.  I looked for something relaxing but only found two albums by Skinny Puppy.  They turned out not to be relaxing – until day four or so.  The Bates Motel was run by two old witch-like women with white hair, nearly identical twins.  They were never far away from each other and were always behind a counter, so they could have shared a lower half serpentine body. They were not medusas and were actually quite nice, and they introduced us to their mini-business across the highway (see 2013: #2-MEDUSAS).  I carefully looked both ways before crossing the highway so as not to be run over by one of the two cars that went down the highway every hour.  The mini-business turned out to be a seven-hole mini-golf absurdity with a hot doggie and burger stand.  The Bates-Medusa Motel had no room service and there was no food delivery.  That meant this Bates-Medusa Sisters Grill of Ghoulash would be feeding me gastronomical joys for the next five days.  

To prevent ourselves from losing our minds we started an Uno card game.  A 5,000 maximum negative point balance was soon expanded to 25,000 points, and the game never ended.  I remember waking up one day and playing Uno all day with a negative balance and being pleased I reached -5,000.  Good ol’ times!  To break up the monotony, we returned to the Bates-Medusa Sisters Grill of Ghoulash to return the cardboard boxes the food came in since they really, really wanted them back.  Back to Uno, Batdance, rinse and repeat for five days.  On July 4th we walked south of the motel on the deserted highway and I lit a match for the holiday.  Tomorrow we were escaping!  (Reminder to Fu Man Chew: that Uno game never officially ended…)

On Wednesday, July 5, 1989, we escape from the Bates-Medusa Motel!  There were a flurry of appointments managed by Fu Man Chew.  KITT would be fixed in a week.  The plan was to rent a car, continue to California, and come back when the car was repaired.  Sounded like a plan.  However, the only car Fu Man Chew could rent was a red, old, stick-shifted car with a cracked windshield with more than 100,000 miles on it.  Van Heusen, the used car salesman, apologized for his horrible car selection since he said that was the only car he had available.  He proceeded to give Fu Man Chew a one hour lesson for first-time driving with a stick shift.  The car shook back and forth as if it would explode as I sunk down in the back seat.  I attempted a Voice of Reason spell on Fu Man Chew not to rent this car, but he made his saving roll.  Soon we were speeding away from Rapid City towards northeast Wyoming: target Devils Tower!

Devils Tower was a great target due to Close Encounters of the Third Kind.  However, that wonderful locale was quickly abandoned by Fu Man Chew as an out of the way target.  The car was shaking back and forth like it was going to Chitty Chitty Bang Bang all over the place!  So we headed south along the eastern border of Wyoming to Lusk, a little wonder that Kerouac mentioned in On the Road.  The country was very dark; there were no cars at all.  A light on the horizon that seemed to promise to be a town often turned out an hour later to be a gas station in the middle of nowhere.  The next day we made our way to the cowboy-saturated Caspar, Wyoming, and headed west through the desert towards Green River.  The car kept on severely shaking.  Worse and worse.  Smoke started coming out of the engine in the desert of Wyoming.  The sun was high and it was getting hot.  The car started billowing steam like Fritz Weaver’s car in Duel.  Power started failing in the car, and we really were in the hot desert.  So Fu Man Chew let the car coast down hills and then used some acceleration.  We coasted like that for miles until the car died.  We were stranded in the desert!

For a while we sat in the used car with the cracked windshield.  It was hot, upper 80’s, and the desert consisted of rock, sand, and no vegetation at all.  The sun was burning directly overhead, and the metal of the car became hot to the touch.  I was preoccupied with my sunburn peeling off, and became perplexed by a massive piece of dried skin that fell off my foot.  Otherwise there was not much else excitement.  So it was time to leave!  I produced my white handkerchief and tied it to the car antenna as the universal symbol of trouble.  Then we continued to sit in the hot red car with the cracked windshield in the forlorn desert.  We waited and we sweated.  We were located about fifteen miles east of Evanston, Wyoming.  

After not much more than an hour, a laughing driver stopped.  He looked like an evil clone of one of my theology professors.  He was quite bemused by my handkerchief on the antennae, and he pushed our dead red car with his pickup truck all the way to Evanston.  He let us coast for a half a mile and then pushed our car up the next hill, and so on, for fifteen miles.  We finally saw the off ramp and soared down it as he smiled waving away.  We were careening at thirty miles per hour – with no breaks – in a dead car – towards an intersection in Evanston, Wyoming!  We were rapidly approaching a red light!  There was a lot of traffic!  No way to stop!  I closed my eyes and napped for a while as we luckily shot through the red light and the intersection without hitting anything but the curb.  The curb collision continued for about thirty feet or so, but the car stopped.  Right by a mechanic shop.  And a group of people outside of a greasy spoon just stood there staring at us.  I was laughing by this point.  Adventure!  Excitement!  No more bulls!

Mechanic Bob had a simple diagnosis for the red rented car: it was dead.  The connecting rod attaching the wheels and steering wheel had fully broken.  The car was destroyed and could not be repaired.  Totaled!  We were soon looking for another insurance office.  Another claim.  Another delay.  Had to spend two days in Evanston as the insurance company approved the claim.  We saw Tim Burton’s Batman film again and went to a cowboy bar where I devoured whiskey and raw oysters.  The insurance claim was approved, and it was time to proceed to California.  At this point we planned to take a bus to San Francisco, then return to Rapid City for KITT.  The bus left town once a day at 7 am.  I was very surprised to learn at 6 am that Evanston, Wyoming had no taxis.  There was no way to get to the bus station in time with our luggage; it was miles away.  I soon solved that by going to nearest road and standing in it until I blocked and flagged down the first car.  The farmer and his son understood our precarious predicament and drove us to the bus station in the back of their pickup.

The beginning of the bus ride had a delightful schizophrenic woman who had a nasty argument with herself and then locked herself in the restroom.  So there were only minor problems.  We had a forty-five minute layover in Salt Lake City, Utah which is surrounded by mountains in the sandy desert.  I walked around the enormous Tabernacle and spoke to friendly Mormons.  The bus ride continued through northern Utah and into Nevada.  We stopped in Winnemucca and entered Reno as the sun set.  We had a forty-five minute stop over in Reno in which I was surprised to win $50 in quarters at a slot machine!  I then took the only logical course of action since our bus was soon leaving: I put on a beige blazer I had packed away and filled all the pockets with quarters.  I boarded the bus jingling, and I looked out of the window smiling at Reno at night.  We were close to the California border!  Had my luck turned around?  Was this vacation turning into the vacation to Heaven?  And what happened to that amazingly huge piece of skin that just fell off my foot?  Little did I know that this vacation was destined to the darkest corner of Hell, and things were soon to become much more dangerous and terrifying… (To be concluded on Halloween with 2017: #13-VACATION FROM HELL, PART 3: THE GREAT ESCAPE).

[ravenswood]

James Wan made a short film in 2009 called Doggie Heaven. DONT!! TRUST THE INNOCENT TITLE I'M

listen james wan could make a movie called ‘fluffy fairy kitten funtime’ and i still wouldn’t trust him one bit SO