I can't tell you what my first horror film was but I can remember my first Japanese horror movie. The one that launched a life long semi-obsession with them. That movie was the Japanese version of The Ring. My friend, Nicole, let me borrow it for a few days after we had gone to see the American version in theaters with our boyfriends. She promised that the Japanese version was a lot scary than the American version. I remember sitting in the back of my station wagon in between classes at Alamance Community College watching it on my laptop. I loved how much it scared me no matter how many times I watched it. Unlike the American version, the Japanese version actually went into why the spirit was trying to kill everyone. It made it seem more realistic and believable. Most Japanese horror movies I have since watched were similar in scare factor and explaining why the hauntings happened in a believable manner.
Before you read too much further I recommend going to see my latest video up on YouTube. It has the adventures we went on for Friday evening and all day on Saturday. If you like cats in kimonos, Medival fighters, metaphysical things you need to go check it out.
Most everyone I meet loves dogs. Dogs are typically loving and faithful, unlike most humans. In fact, when I meet a human that doesn’t like dogs, I make sure I steer clear of those folks as much as possible. I will trust a dog’s judgment of a person or situation over that of a person’s judgment. In fact, when I first started dating my now husband, I told him that when I took him home to meet my dad, he would also have to pass my dog’s approval as well. Thankfully both Dad and Cujo loved him. My ex before Jeremy did not get along with Cujo at all. I should have listened to Cujo and avoided that heartache but at least listening to Cujo lead me to a long, happy relationship with Jeremy.
The post they shared brought up some memories from my childhood. Someone had shared a news clipping from 1979 talking about talking out fire. For those of y'all not familiar with old country cures, talking out fire is a practice that is supposed to remove the pain of a burn and heal the area.
While in Japan, I happened to learn about a couple of odd ghost or demon summoning games. These games are often played by middle school and high school girls. Hearing about these games made me think about how we use to play Bloody Mary growing up. They were odd games meant to scare us and test our bravery. I guess summoning creepy ghosts in the bathroom is a rite of passage for all kids around the world.
Before this weekend happened, I had so many expectations for how it would be. In usual Kelly luck, it didn't work out the way I planned but it was still a lot of fun and productive. Friday was surprising a late night for us. Jeremy didn't even get home until about midnight. The hours that recruiters work are ridiculous.