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Book Review: Heck: Where the Bad Kids Go

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"All our days are numbered.  But that number is infinity." Tomorrow is Thanksgiving.  And tonight I finished a book.  I still have a lot of books that I've been meaning to review, and we will get there.  But, today, we have Heck: Where the Bad Kids Go . Milton and Marlo Fauster, after dying in a tragic marshmallow explosion, learn that there is more to the after-life than they thought.  Since they are not eighteen, they are darned to Heck, an after-life reform school, taught by teachers such as Richard Nixon the Ethics Teacher, Lizzie Borden the home ec teacher, Mary Mallon the biology teacher, and Blackbeard their "meta"physical education teacher, as well as Maria Von Trapp the music teacher who is actually an angel, but teaches in Heck in the interest of educational equality.  You don't have to second-guess why Marlo is sent there; she's a goth-girl kleptomaniac who has never respected authority and has no intention to start now.  But not eve

Movie Review: Percy Jackson and the Sea of Monsters

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"'Percy Jackson. Your destiny was written long ago.' 'I write my own destiny.'" So, this is a belated movie review, but here you are.  A few weeks after my engagement was called off, I decided to take myself on a date.  It was a Friday morning when I wasn't at work, and I hadn't seen the Percy Jackson 2 movie, even though it had been out for close to two months (or it might have even been two months).  Whatever it was, I went to a matinee at the Tooele Cinema. It was partly to keep myself satiated until the release of Heroes of Olympus: The House of Hades (which I still haven't read due to the excessively long hold list). Because the movie had been out for two months and it was a matinee on a school day, it was excessively cheap and I was the only one in the movie theater. This was kind of fun in the sense that I could talk through the entire movie and discuss it with myself.  But after I told Beth about my date she said, "Hannah, I think

The Strange Hobby of Writing

I like writing.  I have for many years.  I am not a creative person.  For those of you who know that I'm a Medical Laboratory Scientist, this may not come as too much of a surprise.  I don't think there's a lot of room for creativity when we are talking about doing manual differential on a complete blood count.  My creative outlets aren't very CREATE-ive.  I like to dance, and I like music, but I don't create them.  I dance in only one style, and it's one of the most structured forms of dance out there (maybe second to, but probably tied with, ballroom).  Irish dancing is very strict in its form, and even in choreography, there isn't a lot of room for breaking the form.  I like music, but I don't create music.  I just play what others have already written.  I'm not bad at that, but I can't make new stuff.  So, writing is the only time I really create.  The hard part about that is that I am sometimes a great writer. Sometimes I have no idea what t

A Bizarre Connection To Music

Ever since my engagement was called off, I have had a very roller-coaster-like life.  Some days, I sit there and think, "I'm better off without him!"  and then other days I want to climb into my emotional cave.  However, what I've found odd is my connection to two songs in regards to this: 1) You've Got a Friend In Me I cannot listen to this song at the moment.  I associate it with my ex-fiance.  For a few reasons, but mostly because he loved Woody as a child.  I hope that this eventually wears off, because it's a fantastic song.  In fact, I have some CDs that I burned from my iTunes to listen to in my car, and my Disney sing-a-long CDs feature this song, and I just have to skip it. 2) A Thousand Years  (by Christina Perri) The only bad part of this song is that it was written for a Twilight film.  Other than that, it is a wonderful song.  And in fact, it was the song Brian and I danced to the night we got engaged.  And it was the song that we had plan

Book Review: Wonder

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“If every person in this room made it a rule that wherever you are, whenever you can, you will try to act a little kinder than is necessary - the world really would be a better place. And if you do this, if you act just a little kinder than is necessary, someone else, somewhere, someday, may recognize in you, in every single one of you, the face of God.”    (This person is quoting J.M. Barrie “Shall we make a new rule of life from tonight: always try to be a little kinder than is necessary?”) I am enduring sporadic bouts of repeated computer failure.  Eventually, it should work the right way again, but I don't know that for sure.  We'll see what happens.    But I got to read a book.  This marks the first book that we on this blog that was specifically recommended for review.  Recommended by my Aunt Evelyn, we have here a book review on Wonder . Wonder is a book about August Pullman, who has a craniofacial abnormality.  As such, he is--to put it simply--frighteningly