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Sorry for my absence, it has been a busy couple of weeks. So, let me give you a brief run down on what I’ve been up to.

Movies; time traveling sci-fy with Bruce Willis in Loopers. How would you react if you were faced with the task of executing your future self? Creative and entertaining. I don’t know why this film got negative reviews. I can only assume that those who didn’t like it, don’t enjoy science-fiction. Probably out of theaters at this point, look for the DVD release for home viewing.

Skyfall with Daniel Craig as bad boy, 007. A salute to 50 years of Bond. I thought this was an awesome flick despite the extremely uncomfortable distraction of a freezing theater. I mean, really frickin’ cold. I had a sweater on and 20 minutes into the movie I had to slip into my coat and was still freezing. And, no need to worry about the baby seated next to me, once the movie started his own mother wouldn’t have been able to hear him cry due to the excessively loud volume that seems to be the norm for this set of theaters. Seriously, I’ve been to rock concerts that were quieter. AMC 16 in Burbank, California, SHAME ON YOU for such poor customer consideration. Despite the convenience of your location, I’ve decided to seek another venue to re-visit this movie and view future flicks. One that is not an AMC Theater.

Make it a Misfits marathon. Which is what I did this last weekend thanks to the Hulu Plus streaming through my son’s Playstation. The British comedy, horror, drama, sci-fy didn’t impress me with Season 1 until I viewed the last few episodes which baited me into watching Season 2. Then I was hooked. This series is for mature audiences only and always ends up with at least one gruesome death per episode. Some of the characters are a little difficult to understand and there are quite often cheeky references that are lost on me. But, despite that, I find most of the story lines engaging. Misfits is dark, twisted, clever and sometimes surprisingly shocking for this puritanical American. Just started watching Season 3. Can’t wait to see what’s in-store for my favorite characters.

Food; The SmokeHouse Restaurant located across the street from Warner Brothers Studios in Burbank. 4420 W. Lakeside Drive. This old school steak house still fits the bill when I’m craving a nice piece of red meat, just don’t order the twice baked potatoes… terrible.  Here’s a little history on this establishment taken directly from its web page.

Established in 1946, The SmokeHouse was built at the end of WWII and is one of the few L.A. restaurants still in existence from that era.

The original restaurant was located at the corner of Pass and Riverside avenue and seated 46 people and was enjoyed by local luminaries like Bob Hope and Bing Crosby. Jim Stockton was the promoter and front man for the restaurant with Jack Monroe as the head cook. The Smokehouse was so successful and packed with customers that they soon began looking for a new building. In 1949 the Smokehouse moved to its current location. Built beside the world famous Warner Brothers lot in Burbank, California, the SmokeHouse is a favorite hang out for actors, producers, and anyone else in the industry. In the 60’s it was common to come in for lunch and find the place filled with costumed cowboy and indian extras having lunch.

Let me not forget Thanksgiving!  What kind of a holiday gathering be it without someone going off like Mt. Vesuvius, hum?

Once again it was a veritable feast of comfort foods with the family gather for a late dinner at sister, Cindy’s house. My turkey looked a “work-of-art” and everything was moving along perfectly until I burned the buttered almonds for my Green Bean Almondine. Then it spiraled down from there as exhaustion and an aggravated shoulder injury had me teetering on my last nerve. It only took a few of the men folk to question a simple request, to set me off. I exploded, uncontrollably, in what can only be described as a “South Park” moment, the top of my head blowing-off  like an erupting volcano, spewing forth sarcastic remarks and obscenities.


Thank goodness, sister Cindy saved the day by having us immediately perform “The Thanksgiving Feast Song”

I have provided a link to the video for your amusement. You may have to copy and paste. Enjoy!


My Webber BBQ roasted/smoked turkey

Whew!!!! What a ride!

Until next week, buy  “Made in USA”

~ K.L. Parry, author of The Pirate’s Daughter and a King’s Ransom.



West Hollywood Halloween Extravaganza






Boo! Just as a warning, I am on my second glass of wine…muhaaaaaa!

Guess where I spent my All Hallows Eve?


Ah, forget the guessing. I’ll tell you. On the streets of West Hollywood at the craziest, rockin’est Halloween Party ever!

Here is where I was going to give you a little history on the carnival.

Not! Couldn’t find any. But what I can say is that this party is one of the largest, if not the “most attended on one single evening” festivals of its kind. Seriously, I thought we had arrived at the festival until my friend Jamie and I actually arrived at the festival.

On a personal note. Thank you Jamie for allowing me to talk you into this craziness and indulging me on this adventure.

From babies in backpacks to geriatric in wheel chairs, every nationality, gay, straight and in-between could be found in attendance of this annual event hosted by the City of West Hollywood. I thought all the hype was more urban legend than fact but it was more than I had ever imagined. And, it was awesome. The electric energy created by so many gathered in one place for the sole purpose of expressing their alter egos was mind-blowing. I felt ALIVE! A phrase I actually yelled out from the crowd that had gathered in front of the main stage. We were all bouncing to some unrecognized Techno tune spinning out from one of the featured DJ’s. For a moment I was transported back to my youth and the memory of an outdoor concert at some forgotten location. I was pressed in amongst hundreds, our bodies vibrating from the base, moving to the music.

Let me regress. It was kind of a last-minute decision to attend this carnival. I really can’t say what made me think of it but I got it in my head that I wanted to go. And, my first choice to accompany me was the only person I thought I’d be able to talk into it, my very dear friend Jamie. But when I made that phone call he sounded a little hesitant. Still, I was persistent, promising him an adventure and, Oh boy!, did I deliver on that! Yea, and I wanted to dress up too because I had this great costume, but I got the Kibosh on that, it was a no go.

I did have to work that day so I didn’t get home until 8:00 pm. The festival started at 6:00 but it went until 11:00 so I figured we’d still have plenty of time there.  I navigated us through Hollywood via the side streets I’d remembered traveling during my clubbing days in the late seventies. That worked well enough until I had Jamie turn onto Santa Monica Boulevard. YIKES! There we sat in gridlock while his classic, air cooled, Porsche  911 heated up. A half hour later we’d made it to the first intersection, one quarter of a block. We turned off and headed back up, to Sunset strip. The Pink Taco was our first official stop as we let “Baby” cool down and re-thought our plans on where we would find parking. By the way, good ceviche, Pink Taco.

Back on the road, Crescent Heights and Melrose. Behind Fred Siegel‘s. $20.00 got us a parking spot. Without even asking, the attendant points towards Santa Monica Blvd. “15 minute walk”.

Right! A 15 minute walk if you have the speed and the size of a small 12 year old and can dodge between the solid mass of people clogging the same sidewalk you’re on.

But, just the walk itself was so interesting. I hated that we were all passing each other so quickly that I couldn’t get a good look at the costumes. At time I was seriously feeling over stimulated. It was just ridicules trying to take it all in…, visually.

So, this is where I stop and the pictures begin.

Yea, and once again a disclaimer. I am not a photographer! And, to really bring this point home, sometimes I don’t have my camera on the right setting. (Like I knew there was more than one.)

Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice! Not the first we met on our way to the carnival but the best in costume.

A solo Ghost Buster I stopped along the five block walk to the festival.












Hookin’ up with Charlie admits the crowd on Santa Monica.

There were warnings all over about buying from unlicensed hot dog vendors. But they sure look good!


Ran into Cher and Kiss as they were leaving the festival.













La Cienega Blvd and Santa Monica Blvd


The man of the hour and fellow adventurer, Jamie. You are über awesome! And, still walking.

Freaky! But we’ve arrived!











The crowd is just unbelievable. It’s like this for blocks. Not for the claustrophobic!

After bouncing to the DJ I was off to the port-a-potties where I ran into this lovely lady.


Then I met up with this flamboyant pair.












And, of course, what party would be complete without a visit from the original party go-ers, Adam and Eve.


There was entertainment at several locations, and bands, along with DJ’s and so many great costumes. There was just no way for me to photograph them all. Really, physical impossibility, there was no way! But I hope the pictures I have posted will give you some idea of just what a bitchin party it was.


“Next year. You take the day off, dress up and we get here before 6:00 pm.”  That’s what Jamie said.


Hope everyone had a great Halloween! Until next week.

~ K.L. Parry ~ Author of The Pirate’s Daughter and a King’s Ransom




Dust Up! Indie-Film Fans



Hey Folks!

Today I want to put in a plug for the Independent Film by Ward Roberts…, Dust Up.

Hang me for missing out on tickets to the World Premier Screening on Sept.28th. (What a Dork I am!  Hum…, maybe I could make San Diego?) But I was happy to see that it will be available on Hulu Plus and Netflix in October.

Yeah! for Ward, the cast and crew that has put in a gizzillion hours to bring us this kick-ass, horror-comedy-grindhouse-western.

Starring Amber Benson of Buffy-the-Vampire fame and a cast of colorful characters.

“A one-eyed vigilante with a dark past has vowed to change his ways, trading his machine gun for a yoga mat. But when he encounters a beautiful young mother (Benson) in deep trouble with a cannibalistic drug lord and his evil goons, he realizes that justice must be served. Teamed up with his smooth-talking Native American hipster sidekick, our hero rides into the badass brawl of the century.” – Stolen from Dust Up

“Want a movie that is hilarious, original, shocking, heart-felt and action-packed with crazy colorful characters, mind-blowing music, and too many memorable moments to count?

Maybe? Hmm…how about if we include an homage to the Princess Leia/gold bikini scene from Return of the Jedi featuring the one & only Amber Benson?” – Snatched from Indiegogo

Go to Dust Up for more information. Lots of cool stuff there! Become a Dust-er on Indiegogo and become a supporter of Indi-films!


  • October 3rd, 2012 – DALLAS, TX – Tickets!
  • October 6th, 2012 – JOSHUA TREE – Tickets!
  • October 11th, 2012 – AUSTIN, TX – Tickets!
  • October 11th, 2012 – Chicago, IL – Tickets!
  • October 17th, 2012 – MINNEAPOLIS, MN – Twin Cities Film Festival. Tickets.
  • October 17th, 2012 – SAN FRANCISCO, CA – Vortex Room! Learn more here!
  • October 18th, 2012 – SAN DIEGO, CA – Tickets!
  • October 18th, 2012 – INDIANAPOLIS, IN – Tickets!
  • October 26 – Nov 1, 2012 – BROOKLYN, NY – Tickets!
  • November 1st, 2012 – TAMPA, FL – Tickets!
  • REQUEST A SCREENING in YOUR neck of the woods!
    See ya next week!~ K.L. Parry ~ Author of The Pirate’s Daughter and a King’s Ransom




Last Friday, the 13th as it happened to be, I was perusing facebook when I came across a post for a monster convention. Monsterpalozza. I was immediately intrigued particularily because it was being held at a hotel a mile down the road from me.

Creature from the Monster Museum

“But what?” you say. “You didn’t think I liked horror.”

You’re right! I don’t like horror movies with blood and gore and little dolls that chase after me with small knives. I especially don’t watch anything that has possessed people climbing the walls, spinning their heads or pulling others into their televisions. But I can admire the art in the crafting of these creatures from conception to form.

Unfortunately for me and you, my readers, I was unable to draft a companion into accompanying me. Most of my friends require a signed invitation, several pleading phone calls and a two week notice…, lol. Thus, my solo attendance meant that I had no one to suggest that I might want to make notes on the pictures I was taking. See how I conviently place the blame on a nonexistant person to avoid accepting responsibility?  So, my deepest apologies go out to those of the craft for any mislabeled photos. Of which their undoubtly will be many if not most.

I’d also like to add that I am NOT a professional photographer. So no comments about my lousy camera work. Ha!


Crown Brush - vendor for theatrical cosmetics and applicators

Vendor, special effect

Artist, Allen Williams -

Killer Clown

Some Steam Punk from Jesse Gee Arts - Vendors Booth

Didn't I see this in the movie "Hugo" ?

Vendor's Booth

Vendor's Booth

Vendor's Booth

Avatar - Special Effects

Vendor's Booth

Vendor's Booth, sculpture. This one still creeps me out!

An American Werwolf in London by master sculptor, Mike Hill.

Scary Clown Booth

Vendor's Booth

Another museum creature and a Terminator hand, I think?

Yet, another creature in the museum. It was dark, sorry!

Master Sculptor Mike Hill recreates life-size Jack Pierce, a legendary genius in horror makeup and the artist for Boris Karloff's makeup as the mummy.

Close up of wax sculpture of Boris Karloff as the Mummy,by Mike Hill.

















































































Keep it real if you can’t make it with wax.

~ K. L. Parry ~ Author of The Pirate’s Daughter and a King’s Ransom

Zombie Saving Time


Spring forward, fall back. Really? What century am I in and why are we still practicing this archaic, by yearly ritual? Does the reasons for bumping the hour hand on our clocks still exist?

I can see the need to make use of all the daylight hours. I’m all for doing what we can to conserve our planet’s resources. So, why do we go back to Standard Time every year? Why can’t we just stay on Daylight Saving Time? (Follow the link for a history.)

I say we start a petition! Organize a march on Washington! That’s right! Stand up for all those whose internal clocks are crashed twice a year. Just think of the lives that could be saved because I’m so cranky right now, I’m about ready to kill someone!

Oh, yeah…, and a re-cap of last night’s episode of “The River“. Thank the lord, there is only one more week of this. I should just stick to reviews…, ha!

Season 1 Episode 7

This week’s episode we’re at the deserted compound with a search party consisting of Lincoln, Tess, Lena, cameraman 1 and 2, gun for hire, Kurt and producer Clark. The compound is a mess, looking very much like something catastrophic had occurred there.

We finally get a glimpse of Kurt’s back story in flashbacks of him with his girlfriend/fiance as she talks about heading out to work a security job in South American.

End of flash back…, the search party enters into the main building that stands on the compound. They find Emmet’s hat which leads them all to believe that he may still be there. As they continue to explore the site, they discover that it was a research facility. Research of a dubious nature when they find a villager’s body preserved in a glass tank. Yuck!

Then they discover the bodies. A freezer full of rotting corpses. Guess we know now where everyone disappeared to, or not. Gruesome findings but to the relief of our search party, no Emmet Cole. Miraculous though, who shows up alive and relatively well is the woman producer from Cole’s lost expedition.

Quick! Run for your lives! Flesh eating Zombies! What?!

Now, we flash back to the lab as the scientists are dissecting one of the natives while they ou and ah over his remarkably youthful organs. They think they have found in him the secret to longevity. Kurt’s girlfriend barges in, evidently to stop them from discovering something further, I think. She shoots one of the scientist and inadvertently causes some sort of toxic viral spill which immediately affects everyone in the operating room, including herself. Wa la! We have Zombies!

Flash back over…, our party is hiding from Zombies. Then the Zombies go away. Poor things tire easily and need to take frequent naps. The search party does one last search of the compound to find Cole but they don’t hold out much hope until a dragonfly appears to led them. (Dragon flies have magical powers in the Amazon, you know.) Oh, and on the way they find sleeping Zombies and Kurt blast them with his big gun.

Yeah! Emmet’s cocooned in a room on the roof. Yes, I said cocooned, giant man-sized cocoon. Tess cuts the sack. Cole’s slimy, unconscious body is pulled from it and they make a frantic run for the Magus as more Zombies begin to chase them.

Whew! Safe onboard ship, Emmet’s dog strangely refusing to join them, they take off down the river. Yikes another Zombie attack and this time it’s Kurt’s ex that wants to eat their brains.

Kurt, heartbroken and unable to save her, blows her head off. But there’s still another Zombie on board and Cole wakes up from his cocoon induced coma to blast it.

He makes some comment but I don’t remember what it was…, shrug…,sorry.

My thoughts? Crazy, man! Loved it even though I wondered how they came up with the seemingly endless supply of Zombies after Kurt  had supposedly killed all but his girlfriend. 

Until next week, Buy USA!

~ K.L. Parry ~ author of “The Pirate’s Daughter and a King’s Ransom”

Sucky Re-Cap of “The River”


What is fun for one may not be fun for another. That can also be re-worded to say, what is fun with another may not be fun alone.

I’m talking about packing.  As in, helping someone pack up their belongings when they are preparing to move. 

Over the last several weeks I’ve been spending some of my free time helping a friend pack up her house. It’s not fun by yourself but it is a lot of fun when you have a friend helping you. At least I think it’s fun. You get to learn about that friend’s history, collections and perhaps some of their odder habits as you go through memorabilia, old photographs and rarely opened cabinets. Things are discussed that may not have come up in your regular conversations. Of course there may be other things that one might want to keep “in the closet” but who else to share them with than a good friend.

Well. I’ve come to the conclusion that I suck at this re-cap You’d think that fact alone would deter me from making another attempt? But, No! However, I will give you a link to a page here at WordPress that I think is absolutely brilliant thus giving you the option of reading my dull and lack luster take or the witty and colorful review of another. (Kevin’s blog, THIS IS BLOG!, is really so much better than mine…lol! Look for a link to his site at the bottom of the page under “related articles”, 2nd from top.)

My sucky version is posted below…, ha!

 The River Re-cap Season 1 Episode 6

This week’s episode begins with the crew of the Magus debating on whether to send Lena home after last week’s discovery of her father’s ghost. But she insists on remaining to help in the continued search for survivors of the ill-fated Cole expedition.

With information they had received from last week’s discoveries the search party heads inland to “the falls” where they find Emmet Cole’s pocket knife and backpack along with some new footage that his crew had taped.

Here is where the episode takes a turn. Flashbacks, via the discovered tapes, of the last journey of Cole, his producer and camera man.

Cole and Russel, Lena’s father, are fighting over Cole’s involvement of Lena in the expedition, via satellite. Cole’s excuse was that Lena “is marked for it” (I know, my grammar sucks too.” More sadness for Lena when it’s revealed that her father, Russel, refused to accompany his friend Cole on his one way trip to find the “sourse of all magic”, thus leaving him alone, stranded and eventually easy prey for the ghost ship’s crew and his subsequent demise.

In real-time, after hearing this, Lena shaves the back of her neck to find some weird birthmark. Near this point, she reveals that it was she who remotely activated Cole’s becon that provided the false hope that the adventurer was still alive.

Flashback. Now the expedition of three and one dog are looking for a secretive tribe that guards the source when they are set upon by a jungle spirit which skins Manny, the camera man.

I think it gets the girl producer too but at that point I received a phone call and was distracted.

Now it’s just Cole and the dog which he contemplates killing because he’s starving to death.

Cole’s found by native people, nursed from the brink of death, then dropped off at some chain-link surrounded, modern outpost. Thus ends the flashback.

In real-time, our crew thinks they have found Cole and immediately go in search of the outpost only to find that it has been deserted. Here is where the episode ends.

Wow, there was a lot of information given the audience in this episode. I was riveted to my couch, not wanting to miss a thing.

Yes, I did take a call but only because it was my sister and I knew she wouldn’t have called me at that time unless it was important, which it was.

I think next week’s episode is the last for this mid-season series and I can’t even guess at whether they’ll conclude the story there or set it up for another season. It’ll be interesting to find out.

Until then, if you have the option, BUY USA!

~ K.L. Parry ~ Author of “The Pirate’s Daughter And A King’s Ransom”

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Hunger Games and The River, Episode 5


Hi de ho, there! Welcome back to Fun Stuff Blog and Reviews.

In my attempt to avoid brain implosion this week I picked up the YA novel, The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. As a novelist myself, I don’t usually like to read the works of others while I’m composing my own but sometimes I just need the escape.

This post apocalyptic, dark adventure is set in a future where society at large is under the rule of the Capital, an elite sect that controls it populace with fear and the yearly reminders of what can happen to those who may oppose it through  a televised fight for survival called The Hunger Games. The country, having been divided into 13 strictly guarded districts, is forced each year to participate in a lottery where one boy and girl from each of these districts, between the ages of 12 to 18, is chosen to compete. The goal is to be the last survivor.

The story is written in the first person, as the character of a sixteen yr. old girl by the name of Katniss Everdeen who, after having lost her father to a mine explosion years earlier has had to provide for her family which consists of her severely depressed and detached mother and younger sister.

I honestly don’t want to divulge much more of the details since I don’t want to spoil the discovery of some truly touching story telling. But, I will tell you this book had me sniveling and looking for the kleenex pretty early on. That’s not to say that I didn’t have a few issues with Suzanne Collin’s writing style.

I found the present tense, first person awkward at times. It was too rigid and interfered with the flow of certain passages causing me to lose focus on the emotion of the moment to re-read what had been written. But for the most part, I was  engaged and really felt an empathetic connection with the character of Katniss.

I know that a film version of this novel is going to be released in March, I think. Not sure if you want to see the movie first, before you read the book, as most screen adaptations can’t measure up to the original author’s story. It’s your call. But if you enjoy a dark and stirring tale, The Hunger Games is a must read. I’ve already handed off my copy and once the rent is paid, will be heading back to Barns and Noble to pick up the sequel in this trilogy, Catching Fire.

And of course, this blog wouldn’t be complete without a re-cap of tonight’s episode of “The River

“The River” Episode 5

I’m a on the fence with this week’s episode of “The River”. Here’s how it went down.

Unfortunately, I tuned in 6 minutes into the action catching the intrepid crew of the Magus desperately trying to avoid a collision with an on coming ship. It’s night and in their attempt to avoid being hit, they run aground while the mystery ship just seems to disappear.

The Magus’ engines suffer a critical failure due to the crash which forces Tess to man the radio in an attempt to find help and the parts needed to repair their ship.

And as I predicted in last week’s recap, our newest member, Jonas, is questioning Lena about her relationship with Lincoln. She, of course, insist there is nothing between them.

So, after a 12 hour marathon stint over the radio, Tess finally raises a response from a near by ship and they quickly come to the rescue. It’s dark thirty on the river…,ooowh!

It is the Exodus, manned by a crew of four, that shows up to lend aid. The grateful crew of the Magus invites its rescuers to stay for dinner while Jahel and her father work at the repairs.

In the meantime, Lena and Jonas think they have spotted someone else aboard the Exodus and set out to investigate.

Hired gun, Kurt, becomes suspicious of their dinner guest, confronting one and even capping the guy several times, but he doesn’t die.

On board the Exodus, Lena finds her father, member of the lost Cole expedition, Russ Landry, locked below, in chains.

It turns out that the Exodus is some sort of ghost ship and its four passengers need to find their replacements before sunrise in order to finally leave the cursed ship. They almost succeed until Lincoln and producer Clark along with cameraman, Shaun come to the rescue with only minutes to spare.

Alas, our poor Lena must leave her father behind when he reveals to her that he is already dead. In tears she watches him disintegrate as the ghost ship goes up in flames.

The episode ends with Russ Landry’s epitaph on the screen which kind of threw me and forced me to search the internet to assure myself that the character wasn’t a real person that had actually died during the making of the series…, lol.

Not to say that I didn’t find this installment interesting but I would have liked to have seen more of the scary ghost instead of the two lightening quick flashes they gave us. And why didn’t Jahel pick up on the fact that she had a bunch a dead people on the ship. She is our physic connection. Shouldn’t she have sensed these things?

We did learn that Russ obviously got separated from Emmet Cole but we weren’t given a clear indication of why, only that they had lost the Magus somehow. And again there were references to the SOURCE and that Cole seemed to have become possessed by something that would cause him to disappear from the ship at odd times.

Well, quite murky goings on here, but I will be tuning in to see what happens next week. Until then, when you have the choice, buy MADE IN USA. Tired now. See ya later!

~ K. L. Parry ~ author of “The Pirate’s Daughter And A King’s Ransom”