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I’m going to talk about vampires right now. If that’s not your cuppa, here is a lovely picture of a knitted sweater on a penguin It’s seriously the real deal.

I have loved tales of vampires ever since I read Salem’s Lot by Stephen King.  Barlow was one bad-assed vampire that didn’t want to romance you with witty sexual innuendo. He wanted to eat you because humans were food. And he also wanted to psychologically damage you before he ate you almost like the proverbial cat playing with a mouse until it gets bored.

Dracula had a bit of romance going on but the bottom line is he was hungry.

Vampires changed in the 60s, of course with Barnabas Collins (although I never thought he was especially hot), and then they went mainstream in the 70s with Frank Langella. Now don’t get me wrong, there were more, but I do remember that Langella made my hair even sweat when I was 11-years-old.

And now to the part after the jump that might give my blog an R-rating.

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As I just started watching True Blood (although I’ve read several of Charlaine Harris’ books), I did what anyone would do.

I started dicking around on YouTube.

A few comments on True Blood, the folks in that show other than the vamps sorta look like people in Hoots. Second of all, any man that can look that sexy and pretty damned scary beating the hell out of someone with their very own arm with foil in his hair and flip flops on deserves my undying admiration. (They don’t make them like that here in Hoots though. He is like an updated version of Spike from Buffy before Spike got a soul.)
As a Southerner, the accents are pretty laughable but I am enjoying the hell out it anyway. For horror buffs, it’s fun.

Yeah, I like my vamps. Just do.

So, I found this video. If you don’t like vampires, just turn the song up. It’s that good. (I don’t usually do Fan Videos but this one is pretty decent.)

There are times I’m perplexed.

There are no vampires at Boston Latin School, says headmaster Lynne Moone Teta.

Seriously.Students at the school, which was founded in 1635, began e-mailing news organizations Wednesday night with the strange story of vampires roaming the halls.

“Supposedly 3 students believe that they are vampires and today when a student was bitten the police were informed,” wrote one student in a message to TheBostonChannel.com. “I heard that one girl was arrested another suspended.”

Police, however, denied reports that anyone at the school was bitten.The rumors were strong enough to cause anxiety among the student body and disrupt classes on Thursday.

You would think after the romance of Twilight that vampires were all just misunderstood, that these students would welcome the gift of eternal life.

Or, the students could be drama queens looking to create mass distraction.

Either way, it made me laugh.

Jagadiah is getting into Buffy the Vampire Slayer. As she and I have very similar tastes in television, I’ve found myself actually waiting for her updates about the classic. Her twitter updates have been just awesome.

I have found that I am a creature of the new age of television and DVDs. There is something awesome about marathoning television shows. Ten years ago, we didn’t have this option in our television viewing of being able to commit to a quick viewing of bulks of a series.

The days of waiting from week-to-week have been altered. And, with cable competing with networks for viewers, all-day marathons, for me at least, are a wonderful escape.(And yeah, I will watch a marathon of just about anything. Well, not “According to Jim” marathons because that would just be torture.)

Joss Whedon could not have done this series, or the follow up Angel, any better. Teenage angst, budding sexuality, and so many metaphors for dealing with “personal” demons.

With that said, let’s go back to vampires. Joe Powell is writing about them over at this house today.

Yeah, I’m love me a good vampire. He and I both liked 30 Days of Night but not everyone did.

We are purists. The bloodier the better.

That’s how we roll.