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Tell me Doctor, Where are we going this time?

Where and when would you go in a time machine?

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It’s a question I’m pretty sure a majority of people have asked themselves. Most people I’ve talked to about time travel just answer with their favorite time period in mind like traveling to Renaissance Italy or to speak with the Greek philosophers. Maybe they want to go to the future and look up some winning lottery numbers? I’m old enough now and have watched enough time travel movies and TV that I’ve got a few answers depending on a different set of variables.

Number One, what type of time machine are we talking about? The DeLorean is severely limiting especially if it’s the older non-flying model (or after the flying feature broke). H.G. Wells Time Machine doesn’t travel through space either. The phone booth (Bill & Ted) can at least travel through space as seen when they traveled from the USA to everywhere in Europe (practically) to pick up the famous dead people. Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse Five where I can only travel back and forth on my own timeline? Lame. The most versatile time machine I’ve ever seen conceived is the Tardis.

This brings me to Number Two, who am I traveling with? My limited scope of watching Doctor Who has led me to surmise that as long as you travel with the Doctor, the companions race and gender are not as big a deal as they would otherwise be.  It’s not a variable completely dismissed on the show, but it’s a variable that could cause a big freaking problem otherwise. In the movie Timeline this is illustrated when a group of people including those from the US, Great Britain, and France, travel back in time right to the smack middle of a European war. I am a hispanic woman who only speaks two languages. I have to take that into consideration when time traveling.

And number three, where do I think I’m going and for how long? Unless I’m traveling with the Doctor, my time traveling option are going to be small. The Tardis allows for language translation on top of the seeming protection of being accompanied by the Doctor. It would be pointless for me to take the Bill & Ted phone booth to see what Cleopatra looked like because chances are I would wind up dead. I’m a girl, I don’t speak or read the languages of the land in that time period, I’d have no currency. I’d be dead after a short while. Taking that kind of leap in time travel needs a guiding hand.

So where would I go? Click here and find out


NaNo and Metallica at the Hall of Fame

Haven’t posted in awhile, NaNoWriMo is eating my soul. It’s going all right so far, but I’m having trouble with my story getting boring. I think I’m afraid I can’t write exciting enough cause right when I should be at the beginning of what will be my climax, I stopped and went back to write extra chapters. Blah. I’ll have to get to the climax sometime.

So far me and Jase, my bass, are doing pretty good. I have dreams where I’m playing bass. Last time I dreamed that I was playing Orion and doing pretty good. I was playing like butter. Not so much in real life, LOL. I’m still working on the bass solo in the middle and while it’s very repetitive, there are several parts where the last bar changes a little and I’m trying to learn all the changes. I’m also picking up “Sliver” from Nirvana, and am getting better at “My Friend of Misery”. I try to practice everyday at least an hour and warm up with some scales and stuff.

I haven’t gotten a Jason action figure yet though, but I will. It’s on my shopping list.

and now Metallica in the Rock n’ Roll Hall of Fame, my thoughts


Back to Life

So I’m back after funeral week (last week) where I had a week long wake which ended in the burial on Friday. I won’t go into it. I’m fine.

Now that I’m not so morbid I can look forward to writing again. I’ve let a lot of work go on the sidelines so I’m a bit swamped this week. Plus, I’ve also undertaken making my first press kit for my friend’s band. I’m kind of excited and I hope I don’t let them down.

in which the author re-learns how to play guitar while using a bass


In which the author should really have known better

What on earth possessed me to listen to Metallica S&M live on youtube while I work? I can’t stop drooling long enough to do anything. The thing is, to me, there is nothing sexier than listening to James and Jason sing together. Except maybe watching them as they sing together live. God they looked good during S&M. And the name alone… S&M… ::faint::

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I’m not a groupie, I’m a bandaid

Okay… the Jason Newsted thing.

I know it shouldn’t matter. What matters is the music. When my friend’s bands make bad music I think “god, that’s really shitty” I don’t automatically love it just cause I love the people making it. On that same note while I can begrudgingly admit that Eminem makes some pretty catchy tunes I have never owned or even touched an Eminem record. Why? Cause I hate his guts and I think he’s the poster boy for what’s wrong with the men in that age group.

Why I’m a bandaid and not a groupie


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