Speak roughly to your little boy,
And beat him when he sneezes:
He only does it to annoy,
Because he knows it teases.
I speak severely to my boy,
I beat him when he sneezes;
For he can thoroughly enjoy
The pepper when he pleases!
Music
All Kinds ...
One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Recall Alice
When she was just small
When men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know
When logic and proportion
Have fallen softly dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's "off with her head!"
Remember what the dormouse said:
"Feed your head
Feed your head
Feed your head"
Movies
Anything that takes me on a fantastical journey through alternate realities!
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Television
Books
Anything that takes me on a fantastical journey through alternate realities!
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So why you may ask do I have a profile dedicated to Alice in Wonderland? The fantastical nature of the stories for one draw me in as an appeal towards childhood and innocence.
But what brings me back to the story over and over again as an adult are the words. The subtle play on words that Lewis Caroll utilized in his writing and especially his creative and always random poetry are what fascinate me. As the Cheshire Cat said "We're all mad here" and that is the way the writings of Lewis Caroll tended to go towards.
There once was a college girl named Alice
Whose blogs caused many Christians’ malice
“You’re going right straight to Hell…”
“where only Democrats and sinners will dwell…”
Her reply? A middle finger up stiff as a phallus! by Entomophila
How doth the little Crocodile
Improve his shining tail
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!
How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in
With gently smiling jaws!
Who I'd like to meet: Someone Interesting, Someone with unique thoughts, Someone who can help me find the white rabbit, Anyone who can debate and discuss with me ...
..Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
..Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
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You actually admitted that Colonel Depp was attractive as Thompson. You know he had the good Doctor shave that bald spot into his head. Right? And that he spent months in the basement at Owl Creek trying to memorize all of the good Doctor's worst mannerisms.
So I hear a pretender named Wasikowska is playing you in the upcoming bio-pic of your time down the rabbit hole. Stealing your spotlight; your potential screen time with Johnny Depp (who I'm assuming you, like all petulant little girls, probably have a crush on). Doesn't that make you a trifle miffed?
One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree. "Which road do I take?" she asked. "Where do you want to go?" was his response. "I don't know," Alice answered. "Then," said the cat, "it doesn't matter."
