Midnight Jitters:
Meet Attack of the Puppet People (1958)
The Daily News
1 The worst thing about watching the Sharks last night was looking for the Warriors.
2 For goodness knows what reason, I thought the Warriors were playing last night, and worried how I was going to juggle and jubble the Sharks, the Giants, AND the Warriors (sorry A's fans). How is this possible? Hmm. Allow me.
3 I have been going full bore all week, looking at calendars, seeing who's coming and who's going, and wondering where I wind up at the end of it.
4 I did get a chance to make a posole last night, despite all. But instead of enjoying the Sharks, I kept making a wonderful pot of posole, AND searching all over for the Warriors.
5 That seems an easy task, but trying to make a classic dish like posole, looking at websites, cruising channels, and all the rest, I lost track.
6 I eventually saw the error of my ways. I had misread the Warriors website.
7 By then it was too late. I had the Sharks on, and my GAWD what an amazing game.
8 Stil SMH.
9 It was one of those games that YOU felt that if you moved wrong, YOU would affect the outcome.
10 I'm not alone on that one. I saw posts where people took their eyes off the screen for two seconds, and the winning goal happened. One guy I read about proceeded to kill his father, blind himself, marry his mother...
11
12 Okay. I'm going to extremes.
13 I usually do a little walking late nights, as reported. Last night I didn't want to budge. I felt bad enough making posole and hunting down a game I should have known about.
14 That Sharks' game pulled me in. I finally gave in at around 10:30 and started walking all around the house, a madman intent on walking five miles by midnight.
15 AND eat, clean up, comment on Facebook, and in the end, almost have a complete and total nervous collapse.
16 Oh.
17 AND I had chocolate. Do you have any idea how many Ghirardelli Milk Chocolate Caramel squares you can eat when you're nervous?
18 Insanity.
19 After the final goal, I pushed something out there on Facebook. I found it difficult to find too many Sharks' fans still alive.
20 We all became the Walking Dead. At one point during the pacing, I looked down at my Persian rug. The patterns animated, right out of Hitchcock. Added to that, a TV station right next to TCM, FXM (HD) had some Expressionist movie on about a puppet master, and tiny human beings.
21 It was called Attack of the Puppet People. Here. Watch it:
6 I eventually saw the error of my ways. I had misread the Warriors website.
7 By then it was too late. I had the Sharks on, and my GAWD what an amazing game.
8 Stil SMH.
9 It was one of those games that YOU felt that if you moved wrong, YOU would affect the outcome.
10 I'm not alone on that one. I saw posts where people took their eyes off the screen for two seconds, and the winning goal happened. One guy I read about proceeded to kill his father, blind himself, marry his mother...
11
12 Okay. I'm going to extremes.
13 I usually do a little walking late nights, as reported. Last night I didn't want to budge. I felt bad enough making posole and hunting down a game I should have known about.
14 That Sharks' game pulled me in. I finally gave in at around 10:30 and started walking all around the house, a madman intent on walking five miles by midnight.
15 AND eat, clean up, comment on Facebook, and in the end, almost have a complete and total nervous collapse.
16 Oh.
17 AND I had chocolate. Do you have any idea how many Ghirardelli Milk Chocolate Caramel squares you can eat when you're nervous?
18 Insanity.
19 After the final goal, I pushed something out there on Facebook. I found it difficult to find too many Sharks' fans still alive.
20 We all became the Walking Dead. At one point during the pacing, I looked down at my Persian rug. The patterns animated, right out of Hitchcock. Added to that, a TV station right next to TCM, FXM (HD) had some Expressionist movie on about a puppet master, and tiny human beings.
21 It was called Attack of the Puppet People. Here. Watch it:
22 B-r-r-r-r-r-r! SO weird. Especially after the Sharks grotesque loss, the chocolate, the coffee, and all the rest.
23 Speaking of the chocolate: I couldn't even remember the NAME of the movie when I began writing this. I hunted it down, and the pics capture it perfectly.
24 I never SAW the chocolate scene until this morning AFTER I had already written about the Ghirardelli Milk Chocolate Caramel square's chow-down.
25 The movie impressed me as I walked and paced. I thought of German Expressionism and how it was a sort of cool concept.
26 Very Brechtian.
27 Do that on chocolate sometime.
28 Well, I gotta skeedaddle.
29 Had lots more but babies beckon!
30 Have a GREAT weekend.
31 Take it slow.
32 There's all kina sports on and stuff, but I gottago, AND I am officially unreliable.
33 Call me that.
34 Call me late for lunch, 'cuz I am.
35 See you again.
36 Peace.
~H~
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