Molly Crowe

Last night I saw King Kong. To be completely honest, going in I had extremely low expectations. Somehow throughout my life I’ve managed to escape from hearing anything about the story. The only things I knew about King Kong had come from previews. I had heard that it wasn’t very good, so I was prepared to see a well put to together but boring movie. This movie wasn’t boring at all.

I laughed at parts that were meant to be serious a lot. The jungle scenes were outrageously strange, and I couldn’t believe what was happening. I had no idea zombie children, as Justin called them, would be hanging outside that gate biting people. In the scene with the huge bugs there were 12 people killed in just moat alone! Geeze louise.

The part of the movie I loved, absolutely loved, was the relationship between King Kong and Anne. The way Kong treated Anne is a perfect parallel to how I want a relationship to be. In order for this to be true though, you have to watch every single interaction between them. In the beginning, their relationship is a little rocky. He knows he wants her, but he doesn’t know how to handle her (running through the jungle tossing her around). He’s still rough at this point, and all he knows is that she’s hot. She tries to escape, but he doesn’t let her, and keeps an eye on his desire. It isn’t until she shows him her talents, beauty, and charms (when she does her little dance) that he begins to fall in love with her. At this point, he’s still rough, but with her help he learns to be gentle, like a woman needs. Then, amazingly, he lets her go. I actually think he knew that she would need his help at some point, so he let her go so he could save the day later. After she gets chanced by a few dinosoars as she’s running through the jungle, she realizes she’s in trouble and screams, and the amazing fight scene commences as Kong appears out of now where to save her. At first Kong thinks that he is going to be protecting Anne from one TRex. He is ready and willing to fight to the death, and then a second dinosaur appears. At this, his look doesn’t change to fear, he simply rethinks the plan and prepares for a bigger fight. Even when a third TRex appears, Kong is ready to fight for Anne. He didn’t plan on all the obstacles, but nothing was going to stop him from fighting, all the while keeping Anne safelty out of danger and holding her gently. I loved the part where it was just Kong and one dinosaur left, and Anne walks under him as if to say she’s chosing him and trusts him, and before he runs toward the dinosaur he quickly and skillfully moves Anne back out of harms way After the fight, when Anne and Kong are watching the sunset, he wants to be recognized for his accomplishment. He is proud of saving her, and he’s glad to be with her now. Eventually, after she does some tricks for him to show her appreciation (haha), he lets out his hand to hold her while she sleeps.

This is getting long, so I might try to switch to highlights. When the men take Anne and capture Kong, there is a point when he is under the net, ready to give up. He thinks that Anne has betrayed him, and that she doesn’t want him, until he sees her yelling at a man who is taking her away from Kong. When he realizes that she wants to be with him, there is nothing that will stop him from getting to her and rescuing her…. except someone knocking him out with some gas. He did try though, and broke the ropes and brought himself back to his senses to chase after her. I loved that scene.

At the end the thing I loved the most was how he kept putting Anne out of harms way, even though she kept trying to save him and be with him. He had a battle to fight, and he wanted her safe. Unfortunately, Anne was left alone and ended up with the stupid writer. The writer fought too, I guess. It just wasn’t as miraculous. He showed up late for the ending, for crying out loud!

So, after seeing this movie, I’m inspired. I think that there are a good number of men out there who are fighters. I am proud to say I know a few. I want to encourage those of you who have this quality to not hide it, and use it when you meet someone worth fighting for. Ahhh…. movies.

Today I woke up laughing.

Well, sort of. The first thing I did this morning when I woke up at 8:30 a.m. was get on my computer. I went through the usual websites that I check every day, and Justin had put up a post of different comics that made him laugh. With sleepy eyes I went through them, and slowly as I scrolled my mouth went from frowny, to a little straighter, to a soft smile, to small chuckles, to outright heartfelt laughter. It was a great way to start the day.

I got up after a while and got dressed, and I went to Starbucks to spend some of my gift card money on a cup of coffee. I sat down in a comfortable chair and read five chapters of “Wicked”, a book that my sister got me for Christmas about the Wicked Witch of the West. It’s actually a pretty creepy book. Right now it’s talking about her being born. She was a mean baby. After about 45 minutes or so of reading (I’m a slow reader), an old man sat in the chair facing mine. I set my book down and started a conversation with him that ended up lasting an hour. It was great to talk to him. I think we were both a little lonely. We talked about Tulsa a lot, and about how it’s a big small town. He wants a smaller town to live in, but he said he feels like he’s too old to move. He said that he and his wife will probably live in their house on the hill at 71st and Riverside “forever.” I told him at least he lives really close to a Starbucks. He likes Columbia and Verona, my two favorite coffees. He told me I should bring a to-go cup because they give you 10 cents off. He doesn’t like Harry Potter (he didn’t say it, but I think he thinks its demonic), but he’s never read it. He respected the fact that I like it though. He had never heard of The Chronicles of Narnia. He wore a pink shirt and red pants. I never got his name.

So far, Erin’s birthday has been a great day. Now if Evan would just call me back.

Tonight I watched Def Poetry for the first time. I watched three episodes off of a season DVD and it was absolutely incredible. It was inspiring, smart, and insanely passionate. I wonder what it would be like to be a passionate artist like those people. I think I would love it. Lately a lot of things have led me towards inspiration for writing my book, and tonight was just what I needed to get it kicked off. I recently decided what my book would be about, and I’m really excited about it. I am going to write it with the intention of not letting anyone read it, and when I’m done I’ll revisit the decision and see if I feel comfortable with it. I am going to wait until I move into my new house and get my computer back, which I hope will be sometime next week, and then I will sit in my house, drink tea, cook, and write for a few days. I can’t think of anything better at this point.

Christmas is swiftly coming upon us. I, along with everyone else that I’ve talked to, still have shopping to do. I have been struggling with what to get my parents and my sister. Since they read this sometimes, I can’t give out my ideas, but in thinking about what I would want to get them, it seemed like nothing really fit. No one really wants anything this year in my family. We have to be extra creative in order to get each other presents, because everyone’s list is short. So I could go out and get my sister a candle, right? I mean she’d like that and it would make her house smell nice. It just seems silly to me to get someone something that they don’t really want just because it’s Christmas. I’d rather think hard and find something or do something awesome. I just don’t know what that would be. Presents are over-rated.

Christy, if I end up getting you a candle, don’t feel bad. I still love you.

The first person to respond with the correct answer to this question wins a plate of christmas cookies/treats.

Name the muscle that runs under the clavicle. It’s fibers run parallel to the clavicle. On four legged animals, this muscle is quite large and plays an important role in stabilizing the clavicle and the shoulder girdle. On humans, this muscle is small and secondary.

Action of the muscle: draws the clavicle inferiorly and anteriorly, elevates the first rib, and stabilizes the sternoclavicular joint.

Extra credit of 1 million points will be given to the winner if they can also tell me where this muscle originates, inserts, and the nerve that innervates it.

I hope you all have fun with that. Jennifer, I know you could get this in a second, but I will make you christmas goodies when you get back to our house even if you don’t answer it. I won’t get to see you till January anyway!

Today I helped my dad and my brother move stuff around in Christy’s house to turn her computer room into a play room. All three of us are really stubborn, and when it comes to moving a piece of furniture, or making adjustments to a room, we all have ideas. They are all good ideas, and they all would work, but we seem to have a hard time getting a lot done because our views are so different.

We were trying to get a desk out of her computer room, and it wasn’t working. After looking at the desk, immediately Timmy said it wasn’t going to work. He knew that the desk wouldn’t fit through the door right away, and decided that we had to think of another way to get it out of the room. He thought we should put the desk out the window, walk it around the house, and put it in the window in the room we wanted it in. It was a very creative idea, but we would have had to take the desk halfway apart for it to work, and we never figured out how.

My dad had the view “we ARE getting the desk through the door”. First we all helped him see if the desk would move out (as Timmy is saying the whole time that he knows it isn’t going to work). After it didn’t work, he spent a while trying to figure out ways to take the desk apart. He never found a way.

I gave up on getting the desk out of the room at all. I thought we should turn it into a doll house or a mall. It had lots of doors and spaces, and I thought we could change it into something they could use. Either that or we could break it apart and get it out. The doll house idea just seemed more fun.

After about an hour of trying to figure it out, we resorted to leaving the desk in the room, and letting it function as a desk… at least for now.

As soon as my computer is fixed and finals are over, I have decided I’m going to lock myself in my apartment or my house and write a book. I finally feel like I am ready, and that I can be motivated enough to sit down for a few days straight and write. I’m not really sure what the book is going to be about, or how long it will be, or if i’m ever going to let anyone read it. All I know is that I am going to write it and love the process. If anyone has any suggestions for a genre or topic let me know. I’ll probably just see what comes out, but ideas are always fun to hear. It’s just ridiculous that I haven’t done this already.

Other projects for the break include:
- painting my room in my new house
- moving into my house
- finish the painting J. Clark started helping me with last summer
- hanging out with my family
- hanging out with Kylie as much as possible (I miss her)
- take pictures for website design
- start or get involved in a project for next semester
- get a haircut
- get ticket to AOTA conference in Charolette, NC

There you have it. In addition to that I am going to relax as much as possible. Back to studying, the semester isn’t over yet.