Aaron’s Blog

Let’s just get it out into the open: This 3D Movie craze is an obnoxious gimmick.

During the 1950s the introduction of the TV caused some serious problems for the movie industry, people just stopped going. Why go see a movie when you get equivalent broadcasting in your own home? Television purchases started to soar and movie ticket sales started to plummet, movie executives were in a real bind. Soooooo, they went to marketing to find a solution, some genius came up with the idea of 3D movies…the industry went with it, and a huge publicity campaign was born to push the proverbial life preserver, 3D movies.

It didn’t last long, people found the glasses cumbersome and distracting. The quality of 3D movies was poor and rushed to capitalize on the fervor, 3D movies faded into the background. (along with the ill-fated Smell-o-Vision)

So why on Odin’s green earth is it coming back? I saw Avatar in 3D…wow, depth perception! The whole experience was extremely distracting and in fact I think subconsciously it is part of the reason I never want to see that movie ever again. Yeah, I said it…what are you going to do now?

Thank Cthulhu Christopher Nolan made a public statement that no movie he ever makes will be in 3D.

All good things come to an end?

Here we find our self in a very different situation than where we began. Strange how things work out, Amber and I had never intended to stay in Colby for the rest of our lives. The plan was to get some experience and when the time was right we would leave at our own volition, but it seems like we can’t always control the future and even the best laid plans often go astray.

In the end, we should see this as a blessing, I had grown quite attached to both my position and my students, we would have never left due to my loyalty to those kids. Now we have no choice, the verdict was thrust upon us, no regrets, no worries and especially no decisions! As my last group of students graduate from High School next year my ties to the school will fade and my legendary status as the “Nerd” teacher will vanish into the annals of non-history.

Even though we are likely to be poor as dirt, we are fairly excited about moving back to KC. The shear volume of opportunities in an urban area dwarf any sort of discomfort we might initial experience. I will be going to school and Amber will inevitably get a job of some sort.

Things will work out…I know this because Amber shared an excellent nugget of wisdom with me…

Amber: “We have to go to KC now…we bought a years membership to the zoo!”

Probably one of my greatest and most primal of fears in this world is any body of water that I cannot see the bottom of. The mere thought of something waiting in the dark abyss, biding its time until it can pull me down is terrifying. I don’t know why more people don’t share my grave concern of the watery dark, I believe it might have to do with my immense exposure to the horror genre.

From movies and TV to comics and a strange interest in zombies I have been introduced to enough horrific tales that I could relate any given situation to a nightmarish encounter. I mean heck, I have to check and make sure there are no fluke men in outdoor latrines before I can sit down, thank you X-files.

However I would have to say the fears of water would mostly stem from my introduction to the Cthulhu Mythos: Psychotic death cults and evil ancient squid gods would take its toll on even the most sane of individuals.

Interestingly enough ever since I became aware of Lovecraft’s work I have been noticing it more and more in popular culture, Hellboy, WoW and dozens of movies center on the mythos of Cthulhu and what is really strange is…I have never actually read it.

Anyway, those traveling to a body of water beware, squid gods and cult zombies may be awaiting you.

So, my computer has pretty much kicked the bucket, it continually restarts and it seems that data files are constantly corrupting, meaning I can’t pursue my greatest hobby…computer games.

Yes mom, you can say “I told you so!”. However seeing the track record of everyone else’s computers, *cough, dad*, I don’t think I would have been much better off with buying from a store, not to mention it would have cost twice as much.

So what do I do now?

Avast! It be International Talk Like a Pirate Day! So all ye scurvy sea dogs take hold of your steel, keep your wenches close and set sail for a day in the life of a pirate!

My students have discovered our families blog, what’s even stranger is that they read it…yeah.

So I would suggest no one talks about our secret hobo killing parties and don’t even think about mentioning that other thing…you know what I am talking about.