Mexanese Mumbo Jumbo

I draw the line at scary movies. I admit it, when it comes to horror flicks, I'm a chicken. I can handle gore, a la Kill Bill style, but anything I can transport into real life, is off limits. So the alternative is Vampire movies. Not as scary, but unrealistic enough that my imagination can't run wild and scare me into becoming a shut-in. It started with the Blade movies...slightly cheesé - to say the least, not to mention, the not so great acting, but I do like how the vampires burst into flame and turn to ash when killed. The interest recently moved to books with the Twilight series and now it's made it's way to TV, completing the trifecta of obsession, in the form of a little series called True Blood.

I watched all of Season 1 in about a week thanks to free Shaw on Demand and I'm completely hooked. The fact that I had the first 3 episodes of Season 2 pvr'd at home for a full 3 weeks and did not watch them, is nothing short of a miracle! Thankfully Streefy & Scotty came by last night so the waiting was finally over.

While I didn't really like Movie Edward in Twilight, I might have a little crush on Bill, the resident Vampire in Bon Temps, who was born before the Civil War, and says things like "May I call on you?" to Sookie Stackhouse, played by Anna Paquin. While Bill may not be your typical Hollywood pretty boy, his 1800's charm more than makes up for it and kinda makes me wish people talked that way today.