After Dark

I am floored by the Twilight phenomenon. Twelve theaters under one roof for the 12:01am show, all sold out by 11pm. I've never ever seen so much estrogen in one place. You could smell it (really . . . it kind of creeped me out). And the movie was soooo bad. But funny. Funny funny funny. The good thing about seeing a movie like that late at night is that you're likely to have a better sense of humor about it sucking (no pun intended). It's like being drunk, you know, when your date starts to look not so bad. Still, I'd rather read the books again. And that says a lot, considering . . . As far as I'm concerned, Lost Boys still rules the teen vampire movie genre.

Seriously though, the movie bored me. I'd rather watch something like True Blood, or that horrible Lifetime based on a vampire book series TV show instead. I want my vampires having sex, people! What good is a vampire if you can't have hot vampire sex with him? And maybe get bitten. (Don't go getting any ideas G-man).

Ode of the day: To dead folk who have sex with the living (and not, deep breath, the other way around). What is that makes vampires so sexy? And for real, if ghosts can make it with a humans, more power to them.

(But I'd still rather do it with you G. Hands down.)