The caption above is from the flick "Home Alone" when Mac decides he's not scared any more, but it applies to me in the way I'm not scared of movies like I use to be. I just dont get that terrified can't sleep feeling...I guess its all a part of getting older and more cynical. The last thing that scared me was a book on a serial killer, BTK, who (among other terrible acts) threw a cinder block through a lady's front window, then killed her when she jumped out of bed to investigate. That sh*t scares me, the thought of a demented sicko throwing a brick through my window and topping me before I can reach for a weapon, actually had me lay awake for a few minutes before a combination of pills and booze ensured a restful night.

I do get scared...things make me jump, and I can always appreciate a well made horror flick. On the occasions when I can bring out that child in me, I do get the creeps watching a good horror movie. Even one I've seen countless times before. I just sometimes miss the days when I'd get into bed, the lights'd go off, and I'd lay awake in fear until sheer exhaustion had me nodding off. It used to happen after most horror movies, actually...but I guess the flipside is that nowadays I'm ecstatic when a flick can make me feel that way, I appreciate it all the more.

Yikes, I've just rattled on like a pratt again about nothing particularly interesting. Oh well. Its been fun.