I was watching "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory," when it occured to me, I would never want to live in the chocolate factory. If I lived there, I would be arrested for assault. Just think about it....everytime I would make a mistake the Oompahs would sing about it. They wouldn't only tell me what I was doing wrong, but their smugness would make them brag about how they could do it better. They are extremely self righteous.

After several years of this constant aggravation; I would snap. I'm not a violent person, but I can picture myself grabbing those Oompahs and swinging them across the floor and into the chocolate river. Of course they would break into a song.

Oompah, Oompah
Oopahdy do
I got some good advice for you
When you swing Oompahs around
Your thinking isn't sound.

Instead you should talk things out
That way won't make you shout
So next time your feelings stew
Do what the Oompahs, Oopady do.

Then I would run out of the factory screaming.

Speaking of screaming, I was watching a horror movie the other day and I kept wanting to correct the characters.

Imagine this...teenagers from a highschool being targeted and killed, but the parents still allowing them to go out on their own. How nutty is that. If I was one of their parents, I wouldn't let my kid out of my sight. Seriously, if the teenager had to go to the bathroom I would make him/her leave the door open.

Who am I kidding, I would grab my kid and be hundreds of miles away before the sun went down.

Here's another thing about the movie that didn't make since. When the girl figured out that everyone who died had received the same e-mail that was sent to her, she went to the detective and told him. He then had her send him and the lab a copy of the e-mail and told her not to worry.

The detective knew that the girl was a teenager, her parents were out of town, and she received the same e-mail as the students who had been killed. So in his wisdom, Instead of offering her police protection and contacting her parents, he told her not to worry. Can you say "lawsuit"?

Then towards the end of the movie, the detective gets a tip and goes into the warehouse alone. I haven't had any police training, but I know enough to take backup. That's common sense 101.
Of course the detective was killed.

The movie would have made more sense if the detective was the killer. That would explain why he didn't offer her police protection, but it wouldn't explain why the other teenagers were left alone while a killer was on the loose.

That ends my blog post for today, and I can hear the Oompahs singing about how they could have written better.

October has officially begun because today I put the ghosts out. Each year my niece and I hang a bunch of homemade ghosts in the trees. They look cute in the daylight, but after the sun sets they look spooky.

Okay, I know that I've written better posts, but I'm just writing today to keep my blog active. I really need to start writing more, but since nobody reads my blog...Well, that's okay because it gives me more freedom to write whatever I want.

So, here goes. I'm going to start with definitions. These are terms usually found in math books.

Perfect Square: A geek with a lot of money. Ex. Bill Gates

Sum: A little. Ex. Give me sum of that candy.

Order of Operation: With actresses it's usually implants, facelift, liposuction. Of course the order can change.

That's it for today. I'll add more definitions later.