Decapitation Machination

La palabra del dia es* machination, a noun which means the act of plotting or a cunning design or plot intended to accomplish some usually evil end.

I have two favorite villains of all times, both women.  The first is Cruella de Ville who is one PETA hating fashionista.  She recklessly drives a fabulous car an sports the latest in Dalmatian fur while smoking through an elegant cigarette holder.  And there is a song about her which sums it all up: "Cruella de Ville, Cruella de Ville.  If she doesn't scare you no evil thing will."

The second is the Queen of Hearts.  That beyotch is crazy.  But what sane person, once or twice in her life, doesn't think "off with your head" and mean it on some level.  That admirable lady is a force and an inspiration.  If she wasn't ordering someone to sharpen the guillotine, she was plotting a kangaroo court or the re-coloring of the roses.  I'll bet she would support building a fence along the Mexican border.  That just seems like her kind of thing.   

Alice's curiosity overpowers her smarts
When she is threatened with decapitation 
By the fiercest of villains, the Queen of Hearts
And her macabre machinations.

* Bienvenido a Spanish lessons.  Seriously, I got tired of writing "the word of the day is" so I tried for some variation.

(Tweedle)Dumb Cinematic Vision

Ok, I'm as excited as the next Lewis Carroll-themed blogger about the new Alice in Wonderland movie coming out next year. In fact I have been keeping fairly up to date with everything they have released about the movie.  I am a Tim Burton fan and I can't wait to see what he does with this piece of work!

Random fact: Tweedledee and Tweedledum are the ones that recite the Walrus and the Carpenter poem which I am so fond of that it headlines this blog.

But I do have one objection to a recent release: WTF was he thinking with Tweedledee and Tweedledum?  If the twins from the shining grew up, married the twins from Nothing But Trouble, and drank while they were pregnant, and fed the babies only raw dough, the result would be Tim Burton's idea of Tweedledee and Tweedledum.

Creepy!!!

Tweedle Dee.
Rotund.  Mischievous.
Dancing, singing, confusing. 
Spewing balderdash and gibberish. 
Tweedle Dum.

Classroom Dormouse

In following with the Lewis Carroll theme, I noticed that sometimes I pull a "Dormouse" in class.

That is to say that, similar to the dormouse during the Mad Hatter's very merry unbirtday party, I have a tendency to do this: pay no attention in class, then suddenly pop up with a question or comment that is based on the very last thing someone said. I do this usually in an attempt to cover up staccato bursts of sleep.

This habit is reminiscent of the Dormouse from Alice in Wonderland who delivers a bunch of drunken-sounding lines that are related only to the last sentence someone has said, and are otherwise completely senseless. In fact he even delivers a few lines while sleeping. And the comparison continues; at one point he even recites a ridiculous poem called Twinkle Twinkle Little Bat (please see my entire blog for reference to my ridiculous poetry).

However, unlike the Dormouse I am graded and often judged on what I say in class, and I spend the rest of the lesson sitting there and wondering if I have just made a total fool out of myself. The mouse never seemed to mind either way.

Dormouse poem:

Comments are thoughtful,
Conversation is dense.
When I have just woken,
I make no damn sense.