Judgment Day

Terminator 2 is one of my favorite movies. So you can imagine my excitement for Terminator 4: Salvation, starring my favorite actor Christian Bale. I just saw the teaser trailer the other day. And, I was so sad to read that today he turned himself into police for domestic disturbance. I, like many abused women, started to make excuses for him: he's probably stressed, everyone has a crazy family, maybe he's on steroids for Batman and the Terminator, he's a method actor leave him alone, he played one of the greatest characters ever, Patrick Bateman - that's hard to shake! Maybe a German Shepherd started barking at his mother and he thought she's the T-1,000.

I don't know.

But, I do know that the idea of machines coming to life and killing the human race is frightening to me, but feels very real. In fact, pets are very sensitive to technology; dogs are the ones to recognize the first terminator. This weekend at home my family cat, Jelly Bean aka "Catty", ran from her electronic litter box that my mom gave my dad for Christmas this year (?):



I have my own version of an electronic litterbox that I hate and run from. It's the grossest invention out there. I doubt boys even know of their existence, and I doubt even higher that this is FRESH plastic being circulated on the seat. Here it is at the Chicago O'Hare airport:


We've already survived August 29, 1997. I just hope Bale survives July 22, 2008.