Bear with me...

...because I am eccentric and some things that amuse me immensely might not be your cup of tea. I wasn't going to do a review of the last episode of OUAT because it really wasn't that interesting to me, but sometimes when I listen to the Sirius I hear songs that are fitting to some of the episodes.

For example: Regina usually looks impeccable with not a hair out of place, but the last couple episodes the hair and makeup peeps have not been doing their jobs as her hair has been looking less than perfect. And it *really* looked bad this last episode. It was very flat and lacking body and bounce on the top, especially at the beginning of the episode. Then when she took Emma for her "magic lesson" at the Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom Bridge, the updrafts from the gorge suddenly made her hair go all

and show off all that wonderful layering and texture. And for some reason when I heard this song:



it kinda made me think of that scene. I don't know why, I guess latent Wayne's World memories.

And then this



made me think of the character who not only has "Hungry Eyes" but now Cursed Lips. LOL

Aaaanyway...

This:

grimmoire pic looked kinda familiar to me. So I rummaged around to find my old magic book and lo and behold! The drawing on the left looks very similar to an actual magic circle for conjuring! And the characters in the pic on the right look like some letters from one of the secret alphabets in Francis Barrett's "The Magus". Regina, the silly goose, told Emma that it was Elvish. And since Emma's Superpower only works like 5% of the time, she didn't detect that lie. She just looked very confused like when young people encounter cursive writing, so Regina decided to save herself the headache and just took them out to the rickety rope bridge where Emma kinda succeeded in doing magic in her own kinda effed up way. Then Regina delivered the line that could also speak for all us fans in regard to the series:

“I’m not angry at you for not listening, I’m angry because you have so much potential in you that’s gone to waste.”

Word.

Also one little thing: I don't do any of that shipping nonsense so I don't enter into watching the episodes with any confirmation bias, but this last episode I would almost swear that they are going for SwanQueen as endgame and I was kinda like WTF? Are they *really* going there? Some things just looked more than coincidence or for the purpose of riling up the shippers. ::shrugs::

Day 13,836 of my captivity...

If it wasn't for the fact that I'm being held captive in my own castle, I would have been out to the beach these past two days.  It has been absolutely *perfect* beach weather.  Like Chamber of Commerce perfect.  But alas, prisoners at El Castillo de Xul are not allowed furloughs to the beach because it's "dangerous and filled with weirdos who are looking to kidnap/rape/murder me(not necessarily in that order) and the water is polluted with sewage and/or dead bodies and there are sharks/barracuda/jellyfish" that will get me as well as the blazing sun to give me skin cancer and melanoma.  And besides, going to the beach is not productive. We must always accomplish something every day or the day has been wasted. Sigh.

So!  In the spirit of compromise, I donned a tank top and went out back and raked leaves for an hour.  At least I got a bit of sun and some additional exercise(did a light arm and shoulder workout today)so I won't look like I just crawled out from under a rock or like I'm from Minnesota.

I soooooo wish I could have gone to the beach today and I soooooo wish I had someone to go with because it just isn't that fun to go alone.  Oh how I wanted to have my ass parked on Hollywood Beach today!  And since it was a work day it likely wasn't too crowded and I probably could have found a prime parking spot on Michigan Street and then it would have been only a twenty or thirty meter walk until my toes were in the sand.  Sigh.

Aaaaanyway...I think I'm just going to ramp up the intensity of my workouts so that if/when I am able to get back out to the beach no one will mistake me for a beached beluga whale and try to roll me back into the surf or call a team of marine biologists out to poke and prod me or take me to the Seaquarium for rehab.

BTW, which of these bikinis of mine do you like best?