“Torture Porn....Sure It Makes You Uncomfortable......”

Cocaine Princess here.

Every Sunday in my home is regarded as “Lazy Sunday.” I hardly do a thing. When The Boys Of Summer were staying with us Lazy Sunday had been put on hold but now that they have left {and yes I still miss them} Lazy Sundays are back in full swing.

This past Sunday I decided to catch up on some movies. I went to the “Unwatched DVD” pile and picked out a few.

Saw 1-3

The franchise revolves around the fictional character of John Kramer, also called the "Jigsaw Killer" or simply Jigsaw, introduced briefly in Saw and in more detail in Saw II, who, rather than killing his victims outright, traps them in situations which he calls "tests" or "games", to test their will to live via physical or psychological torture.

All I have to say: if you’re a fan of torture~porn movies like Hostel 1&2 then I strongly recommend the Saw franchise, if not, stay away. Hmm, then again to quote Stephen King: “torture porn....sure it makes you uncomfortable, but good art should make you uncomfortable.”  

 

“The Haunting in Connecticut” {2009}

This film is supposedly based on the "true story" of Carmen Snedeker as portrayed by the author Ray Garton in the book In a Dark Place. The film's story follows the fictional Campbells as they move into a house to mitigate the strains of travel on their cancer-stricken son, Matthew. The family soon becomes haunted by violent and traumatic events from supernatural forces occupying the house.

 This was one very interesting film and I really enjoyed it.

 

 “The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus” {2009}

The film follows a traveling theater troupe whose leader, Doctor Parnassus having made a bet with the Devil, takes audience members through a magical mirror to explore their imaginations and face them with a choice between good and evil.

Heath Ledger, Christopher Plummer, Lily Cole, and Tom Waits star in the film, though Ledger's death one-third of the way through filming caused production to be temporarily suspended.  Ledger's role was recast with Johnny Depp, Jude Law, and Colin Farrell portraying transformations of Ledger's character as he travels through a dream world.

I totally loved this film and no it isn’t because my favorite actor Johnny Depp happens to be in it. (although him being in the film is a bonus) The visuals in this film are absolutely stunning and so colorful! Good news: "Pirates of The Caribbean 4: On Stranger Tides" is currently being filmed. Click here for an update from Captain Jack Sparrow himself. Ahoy Mateys!

“Mortuary”

The Doyle family move to the small town of Santa Loraina, California moving into a home where the townsfolk suspect that the land the home lies on is haunted and the cemetery on the property to be the living place of a sadistic monster.

  

I found this DVD at Staples Business Depot of all places. I was there with sister a while back who needed to pick up some things. I had no idea they began selling not only DVDs but did you know they have a food aisle now? Dry foods, pop, chocolates, hard candy and potato chips! Anyways this particular movie was directed by Tobe Hooper and went straight to DVD. Most B-movies are considered cheesy with bad acting and bad story~lines. I found this one to be the complete opposite. 

So there you have it, how I spent my Lazy Sunday. So, have any of my lovelies seen any good movies lately?

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My loyal and dear readers it’s finally Friday and I’m so glad that it is!

Whatever your plans are have an amazing first weekend of Autumn.~x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess  

 

 

 

Salud!!

Cocaine Princess here.

My lovelies, it’s that time of year again.

“Happy Blog Anniversary To Me,
Happy Blog Anniversary To Me,
Happy Blog Anniversary To Me The Colombian Princess
Happy Blog Anniversary To Me!”

 

Today marks the anniversary of my blog. A cause for celebration indeed! Break out the Bubbly and let’s make a toast. Salud!

On this date 3 years ago I posted my very first entry.

Including this special-anniversary entry I have posted a total of 281 entries.

Over the course of 3 years I have developed a sweet group of followers, and truly I appreciate every single one of them.

Most of my entries are written in the wee hours of the night which is perfect for someone like me who doesn't sleep all too great. 
I put my entire Colombian heart and soul into every entry I write and post so I can't really say I have a favorite because each entry is equally special to me.

I always enjoy reading the comments I receive {well most of them} and I thank every person who takes time out of their day to swing on over here to read my blog. 

To all my loyal and dear readers, my lovelies, the Colombian Princess thanks you and sends you a kiss~kiss.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

The Boys Of Summer: The Homer Simpson D'Oh Moment

 

 Cocaine Princess here.

Even though The Boys of Summer are back in their native state of Texas I still would like to share a few more stories.

One Sunday morning Baby Butterball was not his usual self. Take for example:

When given his milk bottle he would throw it to the ground.

When trying to feed him he would turn his face away and make a high pitched shrieking sound.

He wouldn’t let anyone come near him and if anyone did he would cry and scream.

It was safe to say he was moody, irritable and extremely cranky. No one could understand the root of his behavior although The Houston brothers had their own theories:

1. “Maybe he's gassy?”  

Sister rubbed his little tummy and then his back in case that was the reason. It wasn't as he continued to be moody, irritable and extremely cranky. One of the twins leaned in and sniffed him.

2. “I think he released the kracken and needs a diaper change.”    

Believe me that’s the first thing sister checked right after feeling his forehead. His diaper was clean and his temperature was normal.

3. “Maybe he’s upset because he hasn’t grown any hair yet?”    

His brother replied: 

  

“If he takes after Pop he'll hardly have any hair at all.” 
 

4. “Maybe he has irritable bowel syndrome?” 

 Each one of us took turns picking him up. We rocked him. We cradled and kissed him. We embraced him. We sang to him. Every baby needs love and they need patience and we of course were showering him with our love while being patient with him but nothing we did would calm the poor little fellow down. Even the 3 year old tried helping out by making funny faces in hopes he would smile. Instead the baby just arched his back, stiffened his legs and cried at an unholy and high volume. One of the twins inserted his pacifier in his mouth. Butterball spit it out and it landed right in the middle of the rug.

Freckled Twin: Nice aim little buddy.

Compliments didn’t seem to calm his crabby mood either.

Sister then relied on scientific methods to calm him down: She strapped the baby in the carrier and placed him on top of the washing machine where HK was doing several loads of laundry. Sister said the motion and vibration might help. Hey it was worth a shot......His mood didn’t improve. Instead he began sucking on his sausage like thumb and continued with his crying. 

Non Freckled Twin: He didn’t cry this much when he first came home from the hospital. 

Next, sister wrapped butterball in a blanket. She called it the “swaddling method” and held him very close. Just like the “washing machine” method failed so did the swaddling method.  

12 Year Old: He likes the peak-a-boo game. 

Oh yeah? That Sunday he didn’t. His high pitched shriek and angry face gave us all a clear indication he was not in the mood to play the peak-a-boo game.

Sister eventually was able to get him to finish his bottle but he was still painstakingly fussy and crying. After, he went down for a nap and then when he woke up he picked up right where he left off. 

Butterball what’s the matter? Why you are so upset? Tell us, tell us why the tears?......Poor little thing, if only he could talk and tell us what was bothering him? His only form of communication was tears and cries.

That evening we were getting ready to go out for a big Sunday family dinner at a lovely restaurant. It was bad enough having a cranky baby, now there were 3 more cranky individuals: teens no less who began to fuss and complain about having to get dressed up for dinner. Unfortunately for them they had no choice. It was a requirement.

As we stood in the foyer getting ready to leave housekeeper came down the stairs holding a diaper bag in one hand and a little something else in her other hand. Something that didn't just almost make Butterball bolt out of my arms at the sight of it but it also made his frown disappear and immediately stopped his crying.

“Oh my God!” exclaimed the 12 year old. “That’s it!”

When we all realized why the baby was so cranky we all did the Homer Simpson D’oh!  

During their stay the gang had taken a day trip to the African Safari park. At the souvenir shop they picked up several items including a small, plush baby hippo {approx. the size of a beanie baby}. From the moment it was given to Butterball it was always with him. He ate with it, he slept with it, in other words it didn’t leave his chubby fingers until that Sunday morning. Housekeeper managed to pry it out of his fingers while he was asleep so she could run the hippo through the wash. It didn’t clue in to any of us that this was the cause of the baby's irritable mood and not irritable bowel syndrome as it was suggested earlier by the non-freckled twin. The gloomy, cloud that had surrounded the baby all day at last had been lifted.

As we drove to dinner I turned around in my seat. Baby Butterball was in the car seat cheerfully gurgling and babbling while he had a tight grip on his plush Hippo. He was holding on to it for dear life. As I blew him kisses I remembered his loud cries and asked myself, "My God, how can something so loud come out of something so small?"

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My loyal and dear readers it's finally Friday.

Whatever your plans are have a phenomenal weekend.~x

XOXOXOXO,

Cocaine Princess

My Lovelies, Do You Want To Play Strip Monopoly?

Cocaine Princess here.

My lovelies, please excuse this short entry. I've had a very busy week and didn't have time to bust out my usual awesome Friday post so instead I leave you with this:

1) 1) My sister enjoys all things English (She refuses to embrace her Latin side. Yeah, I don't understand why either) including reading the English newspapers. Last week she showed me an article that really gave me a good giggle: “A sexy game of strip-Monopoly almost sends one stark-naked player directly to JAIL.” The hilarious article is a must read and the link to it is here.

2) An editorial cartoon appeared in one of the newspapers up here. When my sister came home from teaching I showed it to her. She replied, “one of the teachers cut it out and hung it in the teacher's lounge.”

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Two big television events are on this weekend: The season finale to my favorite show TRUE BLOOD airs this Sunday. The episode is titled “Evil Is Going On.” The link to the finale's spoilers are here.

Also airing this Sunday: "2010 MTV Video Music Awards."  Deadmou5, who is a wicked DJ  has been announced as the in house artist DJ for the show.  

Lady Gaga is the artist with the most nominations in a single year receiving 13. We shall see if she walks away with all 13 Moon Man Statues.  

Also appearing at the awards show........remember this guy? 

"Kanye West, whose interruption of Taylor Swift’s acceptance speech at the last MTV Video Music Awards became one of the year’s most-buzzed about pop cultural moments, will return as a performer for the 2010 ceremony. 

No word whether or not Kanye is there to seek forgiveness or just to party with a bottle of Hennessy."

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 My loyal and dear readers it's finally Friday!  So, are we happy the end of the week is here? If you are then do your happy dance!

Whatever your plans are have a sparkling weekend.~x


XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

The Boys Of Summer: The Playboy Thieves

Cocaine Princess here.

The Boys of Summer have gone back to Houston.The cheeky gang left midweek. I feel as if my heart has been torn to pieces. Honestly I didn’t think I would miss them so much but I do. It was tough watching them leave. The person who took it the toughest was Squirt. The Dutch~Icicle was under the impression my house was his new permanent residence. It wasn’t until Wednesday he was told he was going back to Texas. Sister broke the news while they shared a bowl of ice~cream. He didn’t take the news very well and began crying. It was indeed a pleasure having them stay with us and what an incredible amount of joy they brought. I only wish the summer could have lasted longer.


Not only do I miss them but it’s so frigging quiet in the house that one can actually hear a pin drop. There’s no one running around commando and asking for ice cream nor is there anybody running in the house with their shoes on. Housekeeper is no longer scolding me for waking up the baby in the middle of the night. No more stepping on Mr. Potato Head’s eyes or ears which is quite painful on barefeet. Those parts are quite sharp. The fridge is no longer filled with Fanta bottles or milk bottles and the pantry is free of baby food, although there is still a box of Arrowroot cookies which are delicious with a glass of milk. Nobody is making fun of the movies I like or the music I listen to, however, one morning while working out to music.....

♫ There's a place I know
If you're looking for a show.
Where they go hardcore
And there's glitter on the floor. ♫

The 12 year old inquired who I was listening to?


ME: Ke$ha. It’s her latest song.  

12 Year Old: I like it a lot.

Followed by:

12 Year Old: But don’t tell my brothers I told you that.

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We all collect things, right? One of the things I like collecting are Playboy items. It started back when my mom was a member of The Playboy Club back in the day. Slowly I began collecting memorabilia. I have accumulated so many items we have one room in the house filled with nothing but Playboy memorabilia and in that room is where we kept the crib for the baby. Each night Baby Butterball was surrounded by the warmth of bunnies. I called the room, The Playboy Nursery.


Everyday when I would go into the nursery I began noticing things were missing. Hmm, where were the items disappearing to? More importantly who was stealing the items? The mystery was easy to solve because the suspect list was short. It consisted of 3 individuals: Twin teens and a 12 year old.

The boys began slowly “taking” things out of the room and were re~locating them into their rooms. For instance, items such as my “Bunny~Bedding.” According to them they felt more comfortable sleeping on bunny sheets, pillows and blankets as opposed to non~bunny bedding. They eventually cleared out the nursery. The only things that remained were items they weren’t interested in: my bunny stilettos collection, handbags, jackets, a compact: in other words girly things. I figured what harm was there if they wanted to decorate their room with all things Playboy during their stay.


This past Monday the guys were busy packing their belongings and I assumed they would be returning the items back to the nursery.

Oh boy I was totally wrong in that assumption. Instead they put all the items in the middle of one of the beds.


Freckled Twin: We picked out a couple of things we wanted. So may we have these?

A couple?! A couple?! A couple to me equals 2. Their interpretation of a couple equaled 20!! His non freckled twin {NFT} then asked if it was possible I ship the items to Texas?


NFT: American Airlines has strict rules how many bags a passenger can check in.

I walked over to the bed and looked at some of items they jacked: Alarm clock, bunny bedding including a mink throw, a stem~ware set, a dart board, playing cards, luggage tags and can you believe they took possession of my bunny umbrella and even my cell phone charm that was still unopened in the package? I didn’t mind parting with those items but there were several other items that were near and dear to me and had considerable sentimental value. Part of Monday was spent negotiating with the Houston brothers on what they could and couldn’t take. One of the things I couldn’t bear to part with was a very special lamp. Not only did they beg for the lamp but they pleaded I give it to them and because I am such a generous Princess with a soft heart I gave in and said yes. I should have taken a picture but I’ll describe it as best as I can. The base of the lamp is a mini replica version of Mr. Hefner’s Mansion and when you plug it in all the mini windows in the mansion light up. The lamp~shade has a pic of a famous Playboy Bunny. I searched online to see if perhaps there was a picture of the lamp but couldn't find one but I did find a picture of the Playboy Bunny who is on the lamp~shade.

Can any of my lovelies recognize who this cutie is?

HINTS:


1} She is the lead singer of a group formed in the 1970's.
 
2} She is also an actress appearing in several movies and TV shows.

3} One of her songs was featured in a very famous movie shot in the oh so fabulous city of Miami. A movie with a very popular quote.

4} Her current age is 65.

I’ll post the answer in next week’s post unless someone guesses the answer before that.

The lamp was a limited edition item and each was given a specific number. I warned the boys that if I ever saw MY LAMP for sale on Ebay or anywhere else there would be extreme hell to pay......Okay, okay, I may not have uttered those exact words but they understood what I meant and promised me it would remain in their possession and they would take well care of it. 

Ahh, I miss my lamp but as the saying goes: “Tis better to give than receive.”

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My loyal and dear readers it’s finally Friday. 

It’s the start of the Labor Day Long weekend or as it’s known up here: The Last Blast of Summer. School begins next week and sister will be back in the classroom teaching a new crop of eager little lambs and I myself am preparing for the new fashion season. This past week temperatures have soared to +40C and here’s to hoping it stays that way through the Fall~Winter months. I doubt it though. Our east coast is under a severe storm watch as they too are preparing for nasty Hurricane Earl. Stay safe my peeps. 

Whatever your plans are have a super and safe long weekend.~x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess