If a tree falls in the woods…

There is a great line in an even greater movie that goes something like this:

John Hammond: All major theme parks have had delays. When they opened Disneyland in 1956 nothing worked.

Dr. Ian Malcolm: But, John, if the Pirates of the Caribbean breaks down, the pirates don’t eat the tourists!

I’ll resist the urge to write an entire post about exactly WHY Jurassic Park is the greatest movie of all times and simply explain the reason why I opened with that quote. I think I may be having a Disneyland opening day. That is, I think this blog is defective. Since yesterday’s launch I sat and watched my hit counter, expecting the numbers to roll past as people flocked to this new attraction. And nobody came! No one is even reading this sentence right now, because no one is coming to my new blog!

Or possibly the failure lies in another area: the hit counter. I can’t be sure. I suppose that would be the more likely issue, since my counter is telling me I’ve had 43 visits since yesterday, and that all of them come from the same location in Madison (mine) and well, I might be a doting owner of a new blog but I promise I haven’t visited myself that many times. I guess a defective hit counter isn’t quite as thrilling as an unleashed man-eating T-Rex, but maybe with the help of your imagination you can see the connection. I’m currently negotiating with John Williams for the score.

Oh what the heck, if there’s a chance no one is reading this… I was ten years old when Jurassic Park was released, and it was probably the first PG-13 movie I was allowed to go see, because I was the kind of child who played with plastic dinosaurs and such. We spent the day at the beach, and that evening my dad took my sister and her friend and I to the theater. I was terrified and entranced, and when that raptor jumped at the girl’s leg as they were escaping through the ceiling I was one of a million Americans who simultaneously clutched at our hearts and hung there together in terror–she’d come so far! That night and every night for weeks after I laid in bed and replayed the entire film in my head, from the opening credits to the closing, and I grew frustrated as the details slipped away from me. I have seen a lot of movies since then and not a single one has grabbed hold of me in such a way that I was held as a wide-eyed ten year old girl. There, I went ahead and said it. I love Jurassic Park. And I love dinosaurs!

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6 Responses

  1. Love the new look. And the title. It’s so you. How does WordPress compare?

  2. Thank you! You are my faithful blogging friend, Elizabeth. You got me started with this, and you stand by it! We have a blogging bond, forever! WordPress is taking a while to get used to, but I think it has a lot of nice features that will make it worth the trouble.

  3. ah, sorry for not being there when your counter needed support. It’s awesome you’re being so industrious in your blog! I read a few already and really enjoyed them. That recent one about the winter was genius. And I don’t just say it because I always try to defend the winter, your blog goes beyond that and its just beautiful in more than one level. Anyway, thanks for letting all this out in the internet even if those who have missed it make a T Rex attack seem like a simple break down of the Pirates of the Caribbean.

  4. Thank you Alex! I’m glad you were able to read some, it makes it more fun to write any of this. And yes, you may have been right about winter all along. There, I said it, you were right! :)

  5. haha, thank you, but I wasn’t going for that when I mentioned that article, it really is a good article you wrote that goes beyond if winter is any good or not, I loved it in many ways, even if at first I felt a certain sense of triumph reading something positive about winter from you, by the end the triumph wasn’t mine at all, and whatever could be called like that was already gone and forgotten… I couldn’t ever write such things in such an articulate and meaningful way… You’re some sort of, you know, cool person that you admire badly and are frustrated because you don’t know him or her personally because the person is too important and cool and so out of reach for us average people who feel special because they like that person but are only one of millions in the mass media world of today who get the person’s work and get to admire the person in the same pathetic way… only that I do get to know you!

  6. Wow, talk about an ego boost! I had to stop and remind myself that you were talking about me and not someone a bit more renowned. So I’m glad we know each other too, and you don’t have to feel pathetic for reading my work in a distant sense, although even if you were a relative stranger I wouldn’t say you are pathetic. But I get what you are saying. And I’m still waiting for the day that you start a blog so I can make similar statements. Or maybe post some work on fictionpress?

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