Technology at my doorstep

As I said in the previous post, there have been numerous upgrades to the blog. Above this pot, you can find Youtube videos, search the internet in the google, suscribe to my blog to be notified whenever updates are made and also search within this blog. As I was improving my blog, choosing what I did and didn't want on it became tough. There is so much technology in the world today, it is hard to keep up. It takes me back to my days in Mexico...

Sanchez Alfonso was a young, impressionable teenager on this fateful day. He had just finished separating all his music CD's into alphabetical order. I should point out that this was rather easy, as all he had was Justin Timberlake and Backstreet Boys. And after much discussion and arguing with his parents, he had come to the conclusion that B did indeed come before J. He stood up from his chair and brushed his hands, "Good work Sanchez" he thought to himself. As he started to sew himself another shirt from spider silk, there was a knock at the door. Sanchez opened the door to find a strange man standing in front of him, and his first instinct was to go into ninja mode. He arranged himself into the crouching tiger stance, wary of this bold stranger. "My dear senior" the man laughed, "I am not here to test your ninja abilities, I am merely a salesman". The strange man went on to explain that he was selling this new technology known to the world as the internet. Apparently, once you were 'on' the internet, you could speak to people in other worlds, find naughty pics of your nextdoor neighbours and this man was selling it at what he called 'an incredibly low price that he wouldn't find anywhere else'.

Of course Sanchez said no, he did not purchase gypsy items, and he was quite certain this was gypsy magic. But the thought never left him, imagine the possibiblities of techonology, and now today, here I am, spreading my life story to those of strange worlds. Not to mention finding naughty pics of nextdoor neighbours online as well...

Back up and running!

After a while off the web, Sanchez Alfonso has returned. In the coming weeks, I will explain to you all where I went and what I did but for now, I would like point out some new features. Such as above, where there is a new search function for this blog. I love it, you love, we all love it, so have a crack, search up some words and find some previous blogs.

Also, there may be some problems with some advertisements, that is trying to be solved, so stay with me there. Thank you!

I'll be back shortly with more magical stories and updates from the wizarding world!

A chat with my good mate, God!

And then God spoke to me, "Sanchez, you have a gift, you must use it!" I pondered this for a minute, and said "Are you saying that I should show people my ability to fly?" Apparently this wasn't what he/she (although I can tell you for a fact it's a man, I just don't want women to think/know I'm a sexist) wanted to hear ,"No you idiot, Me damn it, your other gift!"

"Ohhhh" I said, "So you think it's time for the world to know I can read everyone single dirty thought they have about me?" Again, I had missed the mark, "Sometimes I'm embarrassed to call you my step-newphew twice removed, I mean your ability to run!"

And then he was gone. I looked at my watch, 7.33pm, oops! My silliness had made him late for his appointment at Bad Girls. I'm going to hear about this one later, I thought to myself. As the images of God and his favourite aquaintance, Deep Daisy, leave my mind, I return my thoughts to his message.

If God wants Sanchez to run again, then by gosh, Sanchez will run again! Let this blog be my mountain and these words be my voice, "Sanchez Alfonso will run once more! Let this be a warning to all the Auto-Bots out there - no sorry that movie is not relevant!" The point is, I will return to the ancient warrior art of running. And to showcase my talents, The Sanchez will be racing in this years Bridge to Brisbane! "No" I hear you say, "He can't do it! He'll never finish!" Well to those out there who question my ability, I say to you, do you question Gods own omnipotent ability? He created the earth in seven days! SEVEN! I think I can handle running 10km...

For those who wish to see history made, lives changed and our existence as we know it rocked to the core, on the 30th of August 2009, it will happen! Sanchez Alfonso will unleash his ability to run in the Bridge to Brisbane, this will be one for the ages ladies and gentleman! Be there, or fear God's wrath and be square!

Am I Real or Myth?

It's a question the world has been asking since the dawn of age, is Sanchez Alfonso real? It seems obvious, here I am, writing to you with my picture on the wall, clearly I'm real. But some nay-sayers say, "But that is only one picture and can one man really have such extraordinary writing abilities and super human powers?" So for all of those who question my realism, firstly present you some pictures of my out on the town with my mates and a snippet of my life biography.

I think this would clear up those issues over whether I am real or not. You can all see I'm getting loose as, presumably I've just finished my 14 cruisers in both those pics. But look at me, standing up straight posing for photos. If that doesn't shout superhuman drinking ability I dont know what will.

But to my life story...It is true I was once a small child like the rest of you. Obviously not quite the same because as a baby I had more talent in my little toe than Tiger Woods has in his entire body. No I'm sorry that's wrong, it was my big toe.

My real name is Sanchez Antonio Dorito Enrique Jesus Raul Santiago Luis-Fernando Filiberto Alfonso. As soon as I was able to speak however, I legally changed my name to Sanchez Alfonso and told my mother to lay off the deesh. I grew up in Mexico, in a dirty pid farm. I have 11 siblings, five brothers and six sisters. Each of my sisters have of course mothered twelve children by now, which is extremely pleasing as the youngest daughter is only 16 right now. What an achievement! I was schooled by a local priest for many years before he cast me away after a disagreement over whether the talking snake in the bible was real or not. Needless to say logic won the war and my bible was consequently burnt!

By the age of 12, I had realised I was destined for great things. The first instance in which this thought occurred to me was after the local neighbourhood voted me most likely to live passed the age of 30! So far, so well! Anyway, where was I? Yes that's right, I had just reached the legal age for sex in Mexico, 12. Oh good times were had! Just a note for everyone reading, don't by pork from Mexico if the any of the pigs were possibly alive back then, shhh!

As I grew into manhood through my teens, I developed the nickname Sanchez Alfonso. Although this does not differ from my actual name at all, I accepted this nickname with great honour. My best friend through these years was a young orphan named Padrigo Byestimoniumbuntastio, although on my own I thought of his nickname, Paddy Bye! However, I was forced to turn my back on Padrigo after he disgraced our village by leaving a prestigious pool cleaning career to pursue the gypsy art of engineering.

Well I might have to leave it there. By this point, I was just leaving my teens. I will pick it up here next time, so stay tuned for more proof that I am real, and of course, if you see me out on the town, please come say hi! Cheers..

It Can't Be! Uh oh, it is!

Stop the press! Breaking news just in, a scoop so big it will catapult the blog that reports it, straight to the top of the news world! Fortunately, the story revolves around myself, the Sanchez. Now sit back, relax and prepare to have your life look like nothing compared to the great Sanchez's life.

Before the story begins, I would like to refer to a previous blog titled Million Reasons To Be Scared, which is a masterpiece of english literature, outlining the tension and mystery of the audition process for Who Wants To Be A Millionaire - Hot Seat. Although the story does not actually go into detail, or even address at all, the auditioning process, one can assume it was extremely harrowing which separates the men from the women. 

However, the groundbreaking story begins with the Sanchez sitting at home. He had just said goodbye to two very attractive females of which he had just finished a mutually satisfying conversation over a glass of water with. As he sat there pondering his life, he heard a noise. What could it be? Is that a sign that the lord above has chosen the Sanchez for a mission? No, it was just the phone ringing. "Hello" said Sanchez into the phone, "Hello, is this the Sanchez?" the man on the phone replied. 

Who was this mystery man? How did he know Sanchez's number? And why did the chicken cross the road? All these questions were racing through Sanchez's mind as he told the man he was Sanchez. "Well Sanchez, this is Michael from Who Wants To Be A Millionaire - Hot Seat, would you like to be on the show?" 

And it is here, I would like to announce that Who Wants To Be A Millionaire - Hot Seat has achieved a major coup in that the Sanchez will be seen on their show! I repeat, the Sanchez will be on Hot Seat. 

For more information on contacting Sanchez for public speaking events, self help sessions and bedtime stories, please visit his facebook. Stay tuned for more information regarding Sanchez's appearance on the Hot Seat. Until then, keep your nose to the grindstone.

Is Sanchez like Samson?

Before I begin, I would like to start with some observational humour. I hope you can relate. Don't you hate it when you're with three women in bed and the ugliest turns to you and says, "Save it for meeee". What a drag! Another time, when I was having an out of body experience, my body took all my credit cards to the Gold Coast and had some sort of fling with a $500-a-night hooker, but do you think I could explain that to my girlfriend? ...NO! Women see what they want to see.

But moving on from my crazy life in which these things happen to me. I got a haircut today, and I know, there have been rumours going around that my chick-pulling powers are due to my beautiful blond locks, just as Samson's powers were because of his hair. But I am here today, blogging to you, to show you that those rumours were not true. My chick-pulling capabilities are as strong as ever, possibly stronger.

And for those doubters, I present the following story titled, "Sanchez at the hairdressers"
As was usual, where ever Sanchez went, he had heads turning. On this particular day, a day in which he had decided to get a haircut and boost juice, but had not yet settled on the flavour of his boost juice, heads were turning just as much. However, as he approached the hairdresser, heads turned with such speed that the sound of necks creeking echoed throughout the shopping centre. Onlookers stood there frozen as Sanchez put down his name and was told he had to wait 35 minutes. No, it wasn't that people couldn't believe someone had told Sanchez he had to wait for something for the first time in his life, it was because this was going to test be the ultimate test of Sanchez's amazing powers.

About an hour later, after receiving a large trim of his hair, and successfully tuning the hairdresser to the point she had to stop cutting to stop her heart beating out of her chest, he walked out of the hairdressers. For the first few steps, it seemed his powers had faded, he had become a mere human. But as he passed an extra fine looking mother, there was a moment, only a split second, where their eyes met. She dropped the child she was carrying, marched up to Sanchez and kissed him. She stood there, not believing what she had just done. It seemed Sanchez's powers had not disappeared, but morphed. When his hair is short, he gives very attractive, slightly older women, extreme physical urges towards him.

The only thing remaining to be seen is what his powers will become once he has shaved his head. This new and frightening chapter of his life remains to be seen...

A Million Reasons To Be Scared

It was like a scene from a J.K. Rowling masterpiece you might have heard of, Harry Someone. A video camera, a spotlight and a chair were alone on a stage; something didn't feel right. The crowd in front of the stage exchanged nervous glances as an eery silence gripped them to their seats. As the nerves grew, it was like everyone was waiting for one person to call out,"Hey, I know what's going on!" But the hollow mystery behind these objects on stage was deafening.

The crowd seemed to be asking themselves the same question in their head, "What terrible things will that camera be filming?" A few people looked towards the exits. The room was dimly lit but the anxiety on the faces of the crowd could be seen from all angles. A man in the front row leant across to his wife and whispered something that sounded a lot like not being able to do it. This through the surrounding people into silent fits as they imagined what the man could not do. Still, the video camera, the spotlight and the chair stood there alone taunting the crowd.

Sanchez was among the crowd and he alone sat there calmly. He gazed around the room, he was clearly the youngest there but still, his heartrate remained steady in his chest. A bead of sweat rolled down the face of the gentleman seated next to Sanchez and Sanchez caught a glimpse of his watch. The crowd had been sitting there alone for 15 minutes. And yet, Sanchez was a picture of calmness.

Suddenly, necks turned with such vigour that Sanchez heard at least a dozen creak. As the eyes of the crowd were squinting to the corner for a glimpse of a man who had seemingly materialised out of no where, Sanchez sat there lazy scribbling on his notepad. The man strode across the stage, he was bald, likely in his mid-50s but had an athletic build. He exuded confidence as he reached the middle and held out his hands. The crowd were on tenterhooks, the sweating man next to Sanchez looked likely to wet himself.

Sanchez could almost hear a woman behind him cringe in fear. One lady was overcome by her fear and made a dash for the exit. Her partner looked mortified, like his wife had offended the man on the stage and avoided eye contact with him as he suddenly became very interesting in his back pack. Sanchez grinned to himself. This was what he was here for, he knew when others would run, he would stand. When others would cower, he would walk forward. And when others would falter, he would succeed.

With a smile, the bald man on stage said, "Welcome to Who Wants to Be A Millionaire Auditions!"

July 15, greatest day in history?

July 15. To the uneducated, this is merely another day of work. Luckily, my readers are from uneducated. However, even my readers may not all grasp the greatness, the holiness and the pure breath-taking beauty of this day. So steady yourself in your seat, and prepare to have your breath taken from you as I reveal what is likely to be an unprecedented day in history.

On July 15, as many of you would know, the sixth Harry Potter movie, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, is released to cinemas around the world. This in itself is reason enough for the day to be held in the upper echelon of days. With the release of the most highly enticipated film of the year, schools across the country will be flooded with calls of illness and ailment from their students.

But July 15 isn't finished there, it still has to deliver the knock out punch to all other days. On this day of days, the greatest gift of all with be given to all through the art that is State of Origin. Yes, I know, I've just taken your breath. Wednesday July 15 is in fact the release of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince and the final State of Origin game of 2009. With this final present to the people of Queensland, July 15 has ensured it will go down in history as the greatest day to date and that businesses around the state on July 16 will be flooded with calls of illness and ailment from their workers.

It seems that this day has something for everyone. For the men who are too tough to admit to their closet love of the bespectacled teen and his classmates and for the women who don't see the point in grown men running straight into each other. And for the many lucky people who can enjoy both of these experiences, this day will be remembered for an eternity.

Is Sanchez like Samson?

Before I begin, I would like to start with some observational humour. I hope you can relate. Don't you hate it when you're with three women in bed and the ugliest turns to you and says, "Save it for meeee". What a drag! Another time, when I was having an out of body experience, my body took all my credit cards to the Gold Coast and had some sort of fling with a $500-a-night hooker, but do you think I could explain that to my girlfriend? ...NO! Women see what they want to see.

But moving on from my crazy life in which these things happen to me. I got a haircut today, and I know, there have been rumours going around that my chick-pulling powers are due to my beautiful blond locks, just as Samson's powers were because of his hair. But I am here today, blogging to you, to show you that those rumours were not true. My chick-pulling capabilities are as strong as ever, possibly stronger.

And for those doubters, I present the following story titled, "Sanchez at the hairdressers"

As was usual, where ever Sanchez went, he had heads turning. On this particular day, a day in which he had decided to get a haircut and boost juice, but had not yet settled on the flavour of his boost juice, heads were turning just as much. However, as he approached the hairdresser, heads turned with such speed that the sound of necks creeking echoed throughout the shopping centre. Onlookers stood there frozen as Sanchez put down his name and was told he had to wait 35 minutes. No, it wasn't that people couldn't believe someone had told Sanchez he had to wait for something for the first time in his life, it was because this was going to test be the ultimate test of Sanchez's amazing powers.

About an hour later, after receiving a large trim of his hair, and successfully tuning the hairdresser to the point she had to stop cutting to stop her heart beating out of her chest, he walked out of the hairdressers. For the first few steps, it seemed his powers had faded, he had become a mere human. But as he passed an extra fine looking mother, there was a moment, only a split second, where their eyes met. She dropped the child she was carrying, marched up to Sanchez and kissed him. She stood there, not believing what she had just done. It seemed Sanchez's powers had not disappeared, but morphed. When his hair is short, he gives very attractive, slightly older women, extreme physical urges towards him.

The only thing remaining to be seen is what his powers will become once he has shaved his head. This new and frightening chapter of his life remains to be seen...

Woooo! 12 days baby! Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince will be in theatres near you in less than a fortnight! The Sanchez has managed, will great danger to his own life, to obtain exclusive clips of the upcoming films. Both of these clips were procured using my stealth skills I learnt off an ancient samurai warrior I met at Sea World one day. Both clips are very exciting and it looks as though the movie will be amazing. Worthy of a trip to Gold Class I think. You can view the first clip of Harry and Dumbledore here and the second one at the burrow here.

The second video was actually added into the movie script, this scene didn't happen in the book but the producer didn't want to have two Hogwarts battles (Book 6 and 7), so they removed the Hogwarts battle from this movie and added in this battle. Controversial decision? Yes. Will it pay off? You decide from the clip. My opinion? Good decision.

However, there may be more important issues at hand. I earlier stated I believe their could be a conspiracy going on about celebrities being identical twins separated at birth. But after having a while to think about this and mull it over, I have come to the conclusion that is just ridiculous. As I struggled to uncover the truth, it hit me. The polyjuice potion. A potion that when mixed correctly, can disguise one person as another for a length of time, however for a continued period of time, one must take the potion religiously.

The following celebrities are under investigation from the FBI for illicit polyjuice use.

Zac Efron and Jared Leto.

Natasha Henstridge and Sarah Murdoch.

The Sanchez will keep you updated with the progess of these investigations.

IF YOU WANT TO GET LOOSE, DON'T USE POLYJUICE ABUSE!

Yours sincerely,

Sanchez Alfonso

Til next time

The Gospel According to Sanchez

Reports are in that rumours are spreading like swine flu in a mexican pig hut, that I am a prophet. A modern day Moses, sent by the holy one, the all-conquering and smiting Yahweh. Of course these rumours were started by myself. 

As a proven prophet, I have been sent to spread the word of the Gospel according to Sanchez. And with this, I present to you, the Three Sanchez Commandments, with this blog being my stone and my keyboard being my chisel. 

1. You shall recieve six Sabbath's a week, and work on one day, as your messiah Sanchez has commanded you.

2. You shall not knowingly visit child pornography websites.

3. You shall not worship, love or covet another blogger.

After accomplishing my goal set by the almighty lord himself, I have a new found respect for Moses, creating 3 Commandments was incredibly tough and there were times I didn't think I'd get there, but creating 10 Commandments is just on an entirely different league of prophet work. However, may I clear up something, I said I have a new found respect for Moses, not a new found belief. I still believe Moses was nothing more than the first official blogger, and used his chisel and stone to spread the word of his blog. 

With these 3 Sanchez Commandments, I am now calling on my faithful readers to spread the good word and sacrifice themselves as martyrs. I myself am certain to face prosecution and have decided to that instead of being sent to Azkaban, I will go into hiding only to come back bigger and better, similar to our God Albus Dumbledore, who believed so thoroughly in his life's work, he donated his life and his only son, Sanchez to the cause. Yes, you read correctly, I am the omnipotent son of our lord Albus Dumbledore. 

Due to the first Commandment, which only allows one day of work a week, I will no be able to publish a full bible. However, when looking for guidance, one only needs to look as far as this blog, and you will read my life's story and find the meaning of life in these modestly typed words. 

So my fellow believers, I will leave you now until I find it necessary to once more grant you my blog. So til you hear otherwise, abide by the commandments at all costs.

P.S. Using the first Commandment as an excuse to get out of work may or not may not work.

You-Know-Who has returned!

You-know-who has returned!

No, it's not the Daily Prophet breaking the news of Voldemort's return. It's me, the mysterious Sanchez, I'm back!

After a lengthy delay, which caused much speculation over whether I had lost the will or even the ability to scribe my world renowned magical scripts as I have been since my blogging career launched itself into Hollywood, I have returned!

The truth is quite more horrifying than the thought of Sanchez losing his will to write, indeed the story almost ends with my death. Not many of my beloved readers will know this, but I am Mexican. One of the great things about being Mexican is I have an excuse for doing absolutely nothing, unfortunately, the downside is, I recently contracted the deadly killer 'Swing Flu'. This is the Lord Voldemort of flu's. I spent three weeks in bed, the first two weeks was with two lady friends next to me, the next week was actually because I sick!

I was fighting the desease, but my Mexican laziness meant that it was starting to gain the upperhand. I knew modern medicine wouldn't be able to cure me, that's when I turned to my old arch enemy, Professor Severed Snake. I asked him to concoct me a potion that could cure of my affliction. Three days later he returned with a beautiful bottle that glistened with pure beauty. As soon a drop of the magical liquid touched my lips, I knew I was back! I asked what the cure was called, and he whispered to me, "I call it a Guava Cruiser and only the bravest of the brave could have survived that drink!" I proceeded to finish a worl record 14 of these glorious potions and with that, I was restored to my previous stength!

I awoke this morning hearing a voice, it came from the heavens and it said, "Sanchez, you must go forth and and spread the word of your recovery, you must become the best damn blogger this world has ever seen, because if you wanna be the best, you gotta blog the best!" I sat there, stunned, mintues past by and I hadn't moved, my lips trembled as I asked, "God?". "Hahahaha" came the reply, "Are you fucking high on deesh? It's Megan Fox. Don't you remember all the things I let you do to me last night?"

Once again I sat there stunned, mortified and a tear rolled down my cheek as I admitted, "No, I don't remember anything!" And she was gone.

But now I begin the mission Ms. Fox left for me, to become the greatest blogger the world has ever seen. No longer will people say they know a Sanchez, the world will now speak only of knowing THE Sanchez. Tune in later for more lookalikes but this time, the real truth as to their similarities comes out. Until then, this is THE Sanchez signing out.

Twins lost at birth?

Last week I posed a question to you all. Is Ellyse Perry, the Australia sportswoman, an identical twin separated at birth of Emma Watson, the actress portraying Hermione Granger? Now, the Sanchez can unveil a world exclusive report that will confirm they are closely related. Some people might try to say that you can't find out that two people are related without using facts and scientific data, but I will single handedly uncover the greatest of cover-ups through precision analysis of photos.

Here they are:

Wow! Twins! I believe this is conclusive evidence that Emma Watson, can you actually tell which one she is?, is the long lost twin sister of Ellyse Perry. For the record, the top picture is Emma. Although they are worlds apart, they both share the sort after title of being a stalking subject of mine. I reserve only the best of the best for my complete set of stalking services, although I can use certain tools at my disposal for lesser missions.

Meeting one of these girls has long been a dream that has left me questioning whether god put me on this earth to be gods gift to women or just gods gift to all women except these two. Maybe one day I will know all the answers, until then, my mission will continue.

Also, if someone is really desperate for am extra sneak peek of the upcoming Harry Potter film, you can find a tiny bit extra of the movie here. On another note, the first trailer for the New Moon movie, the follow up to Twilight, has been released and looks like it will be another good showing.

With both New Moon and The Half-Blood Prince soon to be released, this is an exciting period. Stay tuned for more updates and possibly even more celebrity look alikes. I'll give you a hint, 30 Seconds to Efron. It's a tricky one!

BEWARE! Anyone under the age of 18, please exit this site!

Ladies and gentlemen, the world has spoken and Sanchez has listened. After much feedback from my previous post about the possibility of a sex scene in Harry Potter to refresh and bring extra fans into the series, the resounding consensus was that the people wanted more. I provided an entree, but now the simple people of this land want a main meal, and possibly a cold beverage to wash it down with. Sanchez has now answered these desperate pleas and delivered a piece of adult literature that will leave all readers searching for the newest Milf Hunter video, or if like some out there who know who they are, the newest Guys Take It In The Ass video. Freaks!

We will pick up where the previous post left us all salivating at the mouth,

His mind is saying "No!" she is with Ron, but every other sinew in his body is craving her warmth, her body and her love, it isn't a want. It's a need...He takes it.
Unnoticing

Harry reaches out and grasps her waist and with a swift move, he presses his shirtless body against hers. His determined hands effortlessly slip unnoticed around her back and up her shirt and stumble towards her bra, the clip is like a safe lock, he struggles for what seems like an eternity until the bra strap falls limp. The victorious fingers navigate their way around her willing body to her shirt, he unbuttons it slowly, building the moment. With every undone button, her anxiety rises, after three buttons, she is at bursting point. She tears open her shirt and without hesitating, drops her bra to the floor...

With no persuasion necessary, she leads him to the tiny blow up mattress inside their one man tent. She closes her eyes, but where is Harry? She needs him on her now. A split second later she feels what she has dreamt of since the first moment she fixed his glasses in the compartment of the Hogwarts Express on the first day of school, his naked body rubbing against her. It is like nothing she has experienced, her mind can't focus. She fails to unzip her pants twice as her mind struggles to contain her excitement and pleasure. Finally she slides her pants and panties down her smooth legs, but wait! She is no longer with Harry, she is with a much more handsome man. The naked man on top of her is none other than Sanchez.

She hesitates, his piercing gaze and boyish smile leave her breathless. As she stares up at him, lost for words or emotions, Sanchez rolls his caressing hands up her body to her mouth. "Ssshh!" he whispers, "The roofies will kick in at any second and you won't remember a thing".

The End.

Stay tuned as the next post will hold the answer to the question: Does Emma Watson (Hermione) have an indentical twin that was separated at birth and sent to Australia who now plays for Australia in cricket and soccer? The intrigue, the suspense...

153 minutes

153 minutes...Is the length of time Harry Potter fans will be sitting in a movie theatre, mesmerised by the magical cinematic experience on the screen before them for the latest edition of the HP series of movies. Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince will officially run for 153 mintues. This will make it the second longest film in the series by a mere few minutes as Chamber of Secrets pips it for the longest movie. Ironically, the longest book of the series, Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix, has the shortest movie running time.

Harry Potter fans throughout the world will no doubt be rejoicing at this news. Many, and I am one of them, will be praying that Hermione gets about 152 minutes of screen time. This movie also marks many milestones in the movies, Harry and Ginny's first kiss, the death of Dumbledore and the final year of the trios attendance at Hogwarts. As this movie is no doubt going to be a spectacular success with hundreds of millions of dollars being made, I will admit to wondering whether the remaining two movies will be able to compete with this. The last movie will no doubt draw a large audience as Lord Voldemort is finally defeated and it is the end of an era for Harry Potter fans around the world. However, Deathly Hallows Part 1 is in danger of drawing a lucklustre crowd. But don't worry, Sanchez has created a solution that will turn Deathly Hallows Part 1 into the most watched movie of all time.

Now, Hogwarts is a co-ed school with boys and girls sleeping in the same buildings. Furthermore, the females are allowed into the males dormitories but not vice versa as the four founders did not trust the male wizards. The books and movies do show adequate amounts of 'snogging' but I believe more is needed. In the 21st Century, more than snogging is required to satisfy the viewers and to keep the movie relatistic. With the only physical action between the boys and girls of Hogwarts being kissing, many people may believe these movies to be fiction, which is clearl isn't, due to the lack of real life scenarios. Therefore, I suggest...

A sex scene.

Ok, get your breath back. I'll wait...So there they are, Harry and Hermione sitting alone after Ron abandons them in the forest. They are dripping wet and freezing from the cold rain. Harry, not noticing Hermione's eyes watching his every move, removes his shirt to replace it with a dry one. "Stop" she whispers to him from her cold blue trembling lips. Harry slowly turns to face her, and suddenly Hermione is there, inches from his face, her cold breath streaking across his face. She reaches out and grasps his hand, her touch is gentle yet dominant. She pulls herself closer, wary of breaking eye contact, as if it is somehow the glue that is keeping the moment together, and places his hand of her body, offering it up to him for the taking. He is torn. His mind is saying "No!" she is with Ron, but every other sinew in his body is craving her warmth, her body and her love, it isn't a want. It's a need...He takes it.

Well well well, Harry and Hermione, who would have thought. Okay, so its a bit off-script, but it is something almost everyone can relate to. Who hasn't been tempted by the forbidden fruit? In a co-ed school with girls discovering they are women, and testosterone filled teenage boys everywhere, this is bound to occur and will definitely reinforce the fact that the Harry Potter series is actually a documentary. With this single scene, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 will instantly become a classic for all ages, a blockbuster to defy all blockbusters. Not to mention, the amount of guys out there that would love to see Hermione in a sex scene, shiiiiiit! I would pay $11.50 to see that.

So for everyone out there who wishes this scenario to become a part of the film, to save the film, support the cause. Voice your opinions in the comments box or on the poll. Thank you.

I may be guilty of some of these...

31 Ways to Know if You've Read Harry Potter and The Philosopher's Stone One too Many Times.

You know you've read Philospher's Stone one too many times when you...

1. Continually ask people if they want a Lemon Drop.
2. Throw blankets over yourself and insist you're invisble.
3. Tell your hats that you don't want to be put it Slytherin.
4. Wince and grab your forehead every time you see a man wearing a turban.
5. Ask snakes if they can hear you.
6. Instruct your chess pieces where to move.
7. Paint walnuts yellow, toss them in the air, and say you're the youngest seeker in a century.
8. choke on said Walnut, and say that you've caught the Snitch.
9. Act genuinely surprised when you get presents for Christmas.
10. Tap random bricks with an umbrella and insist you're trying to get into Diagon Alley.
11. Pay people with your version of Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts.
12. Wave random sticks around, and when nothing happens, tell yourself that it just isn't the right one.
13. Tell your siblings that Hagrid will give them a pig tail.
14. Call people Muggles.
15. Tell random people that you know how to calm fluffy...
16. ...and refuse to explain.
17. Say "sunshine daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow," at every mouse you see.
18. Tell your friends to beware of the troll in their bathroom.
19. Expect to see your heart's desire in a mirror.
20. Feel around in your pocket for any stones while staring in said mirror.
21. Set fire to the clothes of men with black hair at public sporting events.
22. Look out for Firenze every time you enter a forest.
23. Tell your teachers that you know about the Philosopher's Stone...
24. ...and refuse to explain.
25. Have unknowingly done multiple things on this list.
26. Continually talk about how evil you think Snape is.
27. Remind your arch-enemy that there hasn't been a witch or wizard who hasn't gone bad in Slytherin.
28. Check for trap doors beneath your dog.
29. Ask people to address their letters to you to the "cupboard under the stairs," or "the old house on the rock."
30. Jinx your broomstick, and pray that Hermione will show up to break Quirrell's eye contact.
31. Search every bag of jellybeans for a bogey flavored one. Tell all those who say otherwise that George swore he once found one.

Finally, I would like to add that I have recently been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Lizardry! I was very honoured as I have spent many years honing my lizardry skills.

Rain, rain, go away, come again another day!

Wow, that is a lot of water. The recent downpour felt by Brisbane and it's suburbs has been intense. I myself drove home in it and was one of the last cars let through a road that was then closed off due to flooding. Before attempting to pass through this thoroughfare, I recalled seeing on the news countless numbers of people attempting this same thing and coming off second best and abandonding their floating car. I also distinctly remembered thinking, "What idiots!" Suddenly, I had this terrible fear I was about to become on of those idiots. It was a tretcherous 20m journey, but through shear determination and will power, my car pulled on its LZR racing swimsuit and flippers and swam through the raging waters as if it was a mear puddle.

After my harrowing journey, I reflected on what could have been, if I had merely bewitched car to fly as a certain Mr. Arthur Weasley has done. With this magical car, I could have soared straight over the water, obviously I would have pressed the invisibility booster button as muggles were in the vicinity, and I would not have lost the 5 seconds I did by driving though at 20km/h.

Latest Harry Potter hot off the press: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II will be released in cinemas July 15, 2011, exactly 2 years after Half-Blood Prince. This means there is only 2 more years of Harry Potter left, I'm betting on a TV series after that. Fingers crossed.

Following my daring water crossing, the rest of my day was spent inside the confines of my house, or out the back under cover, throwing dog toys into large puddles and watching my dogs chase after them. I also recently witnessed two young gentlemen carrying canoes down to the local park.

That's all for now folks, keep yourself dry and in good hands! Sanch.

Blogger's Block!

Blogging! Sounds easy enough. To be honest, the word reeks of laziness but in actual fact, it is not half as easy as it sounds. This Sanchez can personally attest to the difficulty associated with blogging, which many may not classify as writing. Therefore, bloggers do not qualify for writer's block. So as of today, I have created, sanctioned and spread the term that will from now on be known as "Blogger's Block".

Writers have for years thought themselves above bloggers due to the fact they have their own block. When writers produce poor work, they can lie back, relax and distribute the excuse that they have writer's block. As long as the sun has been rising and tides coming in and going out, bloggers have been fighting against this terrible opression. The result of the bloggers uprising has been swift and devastating in many cases, however, the government, itself a major supporter of the writer's block movement, creates elaborate cover ups.

Oil in Iraq? I think not. It just so happens that the Iraqian Bloggers Association, IBA, were masterminding an assualt on the writer's block movement that could once and for all create equal rights amongst writers and bloggers. Still to this day, the governments from the most powerful nations commit troops to protect the darkest of man's creations, the writer's block. Which incidentally, is not a physical block at all, quite the misnomer.

But on this day, right here in this blog of blogs, we will not go quietly into the night and we will not vanish without a fight! On this day, we will celebrate, our "Blogger's Block"!

So from this day, when, not if, but when this Sanchez produces a poor piece of blogging, you can imagine me sitting back, relaxing and flippantly remarking that I'm suffering from the intolerable blogger's block.

***Contact me for details on making cash donations to the ABA, Australian Bloggers Association. Please give generously, because one day, you may be in desperate need of a quality blog, and without your support, there may not be one in your time of need.

The Battle of the Sexes

Today we are going to talk about S. E. X. No, not that type of sex you sick people who happen to be my loyal readers, I'm talking about Male versus Female. For ages the bettle between male and female has been waged, with neither side conceding deafeat. However, this Sanchez can once and for all finally lift the lid on the greatest mystery the human species has ever faced, 'Which sex is better?'

On one hand you have women; able to give birth and imperative to the survival of the human race. On the flipside, these women are growingly hormonal, and need I mention the infamous lack of phsyical and/or mental strength in a large majority of the cases. Yes yes, you can point to one woman who somehow manages to have achieved sporting excellence to the point that she can beat a male a third of her age. But compare her to a male of her professionalism and you've struck out sorry women! You may be thinking I have a bias against females in this debate, no no no, you have it all wrong. In a sign of good trust, I will no concede that women may be slightly ahead in terms of academic achievement, but boy you females are lucky for that concession as my life so far begs to differ. However, I am led to believe it is generally accepted that women are ahead.

On the other hand, women are said to mature into adulthood as early as 17. I then pose this question, why do adult women in high school not achieve better marks? If adult women are equal or two teenage testosterone filled boys, maybe that last concession was wrong. Maybe we will never know...

Moving from the kitchen to the garage, we find the men of this debate. I think it is acceptable for both parties to say that men are equally important to the survival of the human race. Furthermore, women must concede that men are physically more capable and co-ordinated. This has been proven countless times, and no counter argument has been able to even slightly discredit this knowledge. Also, statistics confirm that men also average higher income, although this must be countered by the fact that women must bear children, with the majority of them continuing on the care for them for some time.

I think that men are best spoken for in literature, where ones heart can truly express itself. Daft Punk and Kanye West both display their beliefs that men are 'better' than women, with the lyrics, "Harder, Better, Stronger, Faster". Maybe their next release should be called, "Fact!".

On the premise of both arguments put forward, this Sanchez can reveal to the world for the first time that the champion of the sexes, by the simple fact that this sex has the ability to do two things at once, read a map and last but not definitely not least, call Matthew Johns the epitomy of their sex, is males!

Thank you for participating in this debate, if there is anyone who does not agree with this debate and/or the result, I would very much like to sit down and have a leisurely conversation over this minor disagreed topic.

Til we meet again, give your view on this controversial, yet truth-telling blog via the comments section. While you're at it, why not vote in the poll?

Dear Readers...

Dear Readers,

This Sanchez am writing this post to complain as to the awful treatment I have been subjected to over the past few days. I recently received some interesting and eye-opening comments on my last post. The comments in question state, "you're gay." and "you like men.". Now, I don't have anything against the gay community, but if they didn't tell people the dirty sins they committed, their lives would be much easier. Their dirty sex makes god send hurricanes. Furthermore, I would now like to point out that is purely based on male-on-male, I fully support and even encourage girl-on-girl. However, back to the comments I received.

I am led to believe that these comments were posted by a devious yet simple-minded, borderline unevolved primate. The person in question may or may not be the the person that I schooled in the Harry Potter quiz (refer to below post). As I have stated previously, I am not homophobic, quite the opposite, I would have loved to see a Hermione-Ginny relationship develop throughout the books, especially in the movies. Maybe they could make a movie called, Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Bone(r). Rough idea at the moment, I'm still ironing out the kinks in the script.

However, further evidence that I am not a gay-basher is that I am a strong supporter of Professor Dumbledore, he taught me everything he knew and turned me into the wizard I am today. But this mentor of mine, is actually gay. This may come as s shock to many, so I will repeat it, Dumbledore is an old-fashioned fudge-packer, shirt-lifter, pole smoker, sodomist who is a straight out gaylord. But I still respect him and give him a hand-shake when I see him, but I try not to turn my back to him.

So if you have an queries, please call 000, so we can lock them up where they belong! Yes, got him!

This post was written in jesticular form, as it is written in jest. However, if you think I just said testicular, you are gay.

Thank you for reading, stay tuned for more hilarious and equally uneblievable posts.
Yours sincerely,

Sanchez Alfonso

Feel free to add me on facebook.

P.S. Have you heard the one about 4 guys in a gay bar...

The Champion Proves His Colours...

This may shock many of my keen and loyal readers out there, but this Sanchez recently had his Harry Potter knowledge quesioned. My position as one of the most knowledgeable muggles was put on the line, and I showed my true colours through an astounding victory. Once my knowledge was questioned, I found a HP quiz on the net, and both myself and the challenger, who shall remain anonymous due to possible public backlash, through ourselves and deep intellect into the quiz. When all the dust settled, two things had become apparent, 1) I won the challenge and once again proved my extensive HP knowledge and 2) I have no life...


I am praying that this form on exams will carry over til tomorrow, as I have a very important and tough exam on. The fact that while I should have been studying, and I was actually defending my HP honour, shows my true Gryiffindor traits. Many with call it a brave move, but for me, it was an inevitable outcome.

As the for poll, situated to the right of this post, it seems many of my readers believe that Harry Potter is more powerful than Albus Dumbledore. This is a crime against nature! Albus Dumbledore is the greatest magician alive, and this Sanchez even had the pleasure of meeting him once, a delightful fellow. I can see where they are coming from, Harry did kill Lord Voldemort but come on, it's Dumbledore. To be honest, I'm a bit surprised some of the slimey Slytherin's haven't come on here and tried to vote for the tretcherous Salazar Slytherin or his last remaining heir, Lord Voldemort.


In my opinion, the order from most powerful wizard to lesser powerful wizards is as follows.

-> Dumbledore
-> Lord Voldemort
-> Grindelwald
-> The Founders of Hogwarts (minus Hugglepuff)
-> Severus Snape, James Potter, Minerva McGonagall and Sirius Black
(The Peverell Brothers could possibly be found in this list also)

Harry Potter would be well below them because although he has achieved many great achievements, not to mention almost single-handedly saving the world from Lord Voldemort, he has not mastered many spells that the aforementioned wizards are very capable of.

Keep watching for more updates, and remember, he who laughs last, laughs best!

Should he or shouldn't have he?

71 days and counting until the release of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince in cinemas around the world. It's so close that this Sanchez can almost taste the warm fresh popcorn in my mouth, followed by the cold chill that my accompanying frozen coke will provide, as I sit in the middle of a packed movie theatre gazing up at the screen.

But possibly even more breaking news in the Harry Potter world is the publication of a book titled, 'Harry Potter Should Have Died'. According to the authors, they do not actually believe Harry should have died, but the book discusses whether he should have? Did he actually die? Is Severus Snape a hero? And one of the biggest questions posed in modern times, Should J.K. right more Potter books or finish on top?

Personally, this Sanchez doesn't think Harry should have died but is unsure how things should have turned out. What I do wish for though, is that J.K. re-writes the final battle scene where Harry and Voldemort are circling each other sparring with words before they finally strike. I would rather see a much longer battle between the two, possibly where Harry wins from the brink of death. I think if she was really serious about making this final stand-off memorable, she would definitely recruit this Sanchez to be her co-author and inspiration. Maybe not...

Hope you all have your own opinions on what should and shouldn't have happened. Feel free to leave a comment telling everyone how the books should have ended. Especially if you think that Harry and Hermione should have got together! Stay tuned for more anecdotal updates, til then, may the lord bless you all!

The Maths of Life...

Ladies and gentleman, as I was sitting here in my high chair last night trying to calculate the necessary energy required for me to attain super saiyan level powers, I stumbled upon an amazing and life-changing formula. This equation delves deep into human nature and unlocks the mystery of the species known as females. The great Shakespeare once said,"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!".

This Sanchez believes Shakespeare was onto something, and has finshed his work:

Now, as many of you would agree, Women = Time x Money.

We also know that Time = Money, so through substitution (keep up Maths A),

Women = Money x Money

Therefore, Women = Money^2

Now, the Bible also says, Money is the root of all evil.

Hence, Money = sqrt(All Evil)

Now we can say, Women = [sqrt(All Evil)]^2

Finally, cancelling with leave us with...

Women = All Evil

This is undeniable and irrefutable proof that Shakespeare and the Lord's son, Jesus Christ, believe women to be all evil. This discovery rivals that of Dumbledore's discovery of the 12 Uses of Dragon's Blood and his joint discovery with Nicholas Flamel of the Philosopher's Stone and it's Elixir of Life. This Sanchez has no doubt this day will go down as history as the day woman were unveiled for the first time as the true creaters of evil on earth!

Hangover from Hell..

Well it's official! 1. This Sanchez has been to hell and 2. It was worth it. This Sanchez has been looking forward to having a vacation in the coming weeks, just escaping the ordinary life and relaxing somewhere on a beach. However, the only time that I have spent away from my home was a day in hell...

 The journey began the night before and was full of promise as all on the the drinking train were enjoying a great night out. Suddenly, a few drinks turned into a few drinks too many. Unbeknown to myself, I find myself waking up the next morning in a sea of pain. It took a while for the realization that I was in hell to hit me but when it did, I knew the pain throbbing in my forehead was not about to subside anytime soon. 

This was no ordinary hangover though, this was a debilitating work of the devil. I spent the entire day, not in my warm comforting house, but in a cold barren workshop of pain, not unlike the feeling of having your bones regrown using Skele-gro. But I battled on, I found myself drinking a curing potion for my hangover, known to muggles only as water. By the end of my ordeal, I had survived only by my will to once again, drink myself to hell the following night.

I suppose the moral of this story is not that this Sanchez beat the devil, although that is an important mesage, but that drinking can comes at a cost. However, as aforementioned, it was worth it. So this Sanchez says this to any readers out there considering dabbling in the art of alcoholic consumption, "Live hard, drink hard, recover hard". 

So whether it be beer, rum or firewhisky, be prepared to find a tough recovery facing you the next day. So until next time, take some time out to discover your hell...

 

Lets rewind to the day I became a man...

Time to sit back, relax and take a journey through time to the most defining moment of my life...

So here we are, Nudgee 15A's Cricket second last game of the year, needing to win this to keep their premiership hopes alive. They came up against BSHS and after sending them into bat, had to chase 137. While the two batsmen were in the middle the rest of the team was cracking wise jokes about BSHS, I take half the responsibility and Hoppy gets the other half, but little did we know, a mother from that school was infront of us. She promptly turned around and let us have it, which sends us into silent giggles and one of our parents (the great Dub!) retaliated. That one act of standing up to the enemy, set the tone for an unforgettable day.

Meanwhile Nudgee had started strong and looked to be doing it easy at 3/103 before disaster struck. Maybe it was ball-tampering, we still aren't sure, but BSHS picked up a few quick wickets and when I say a few I mean 5/31 before Ben joined Stephen at the crease, who had entered at number 7 and had stayed strong around the falling of wickets. Colin, a ferocious fast bowler, was on with about 3 overs left and Benjamin was facing up. Ben, not known for his batting, went for a huge cross batted swipe and was bowled.

Now the last batter, for some insane reason, was put down the order behind Ben. This batsmen turned out to be myself, Sanchez. With a name like that how I can bat last. The equation was 3 runs with 1 wicket in hand and one ball left in this over plus another 2 overs after that. So I come out to face this fast bowling machine who had been wreaking havoc, Colin, with a big cheesey grin and Stephen says to me, "Sanchez, DON'T YOU FUKIN GET OUT!" which brought me down to earth. So in runs Colin and I'm standing there literally shitting myself, and he bowls an inswinger on offstump and I throw out the pat and bat about 5 inches apart and get an inside edge onto my pad. After safely negating my ball it was down to Stephen to do his part. First ball he faced he threw the whole kitchen sink at it and narrowly avoided edging to the keeper. I threw my head back knowing we were no chance and all hope was lost but the next ball was basically a replay of the first and while some would say Stephen threw the whole house at it and got a knick, we both know he glided it through slips with brilliant class. I was already halfway down the pitch before he even looked up at me and we both knew it was now or never. After running the first two I turned and looked down and Stephen had just passed halfway on his second run. I saw the fielder pick the ball up, and I knew I had to beat his arm. I went for it, slid my bat like its never been slid before and ran through with my arms up after realising we had won. Stephen came down and after the manliest of handshakes said to me these euphoric words, " Lucky i brought another change of underwear!" The team ran on with calls of f*cking brilliant and "woooieee" and we were the heroes of the school for those brief moments. The team was duely shouted free drinks at the canteen for our efforts.

Now for everyone out there that thinks this is too long too read dont worry, a film will be made and out in cinemas late 2010 and for those who want to read more, many books will be written to fill you in on all the things you need to know. Stephen and I thought it was necessary for everyone to hear of this event in history. That night I flipped the TV over to the ABC news sport report and the news reporter read, "Two legends of the modern game of cricket have come together to win a breathtaking game, Stephen and Sanchez put on a magnificent 3 run partnership at a run-a-ball rate with coops scoring all of those with his great wristy shot through slips, Natasha Balicrishna reports more in the field..." These are the moments that shouldn't be forgotten and has forged a great relationship between these heroes.

For me, it was a forming of a great friendship between Stephen and Sanchez, akin to the forming of friendship between Harry, Ron and Hermione when they battled the Troll. Tune in later for my next post, in the mean time, don't do anything I wouldn't do!

A new realisation..

It has become apparent after only three posts, that this Sanchez does not enjoy an overly exciting life. It could be that I had an off day today, that had limited to no comdedic moments in it, but if it's not an off day, and I do not happen to leave a classic sit-com life full of audience laughter at every step, than I may have to give up on my dream of a cinematic autobiography. I'm not sure what this Sanchez would have to accomplish and/or destroy in life for a movie to be created in my honour, but if I achieve this honour, I would need to have a think about who would be cast as the leading role.

Obviously the supportng cast, as my wife in the movie, would have to go to a modern day stunner such as Jennifer Aniston or possibly a Halle Berry. The lead role, playing the very esteemed role of this Sanchez, would go to Casey Affleck, who bears no resemblence to me at all, but is just a quality actor. A Fight Club era Brad Pitt would finish a close second though, as he has a closer resemblence, especially with the body size and shape. Okay I'm lying about that one...

You may be surprised that I haven't chosen Emma Watson to play my wife, as this blog is based quite a lot on the happennings of Harry Potter, but I would not deem it appropriate that my real life future wife, play my wife in the movie. Ahhh sorry just day dreaming again...

Speaking of dreaming, I'm going to create some real dreams now, and hit the hay. Goodnight or good morning, depending on your location, thanks for reading and stay tuned for more terrible blogging. Until we meet again, stay classy world!

Finding the effort...

Exams, don't they just suck! It's like finally building up the courage to speak to the prettiest girl in your class, for weeks you prepare, go over different situations, try to make sure you are ready for what feels like the hardest thing you will ever have to do, and then in about a tenth of the time you took preparing, it's over! Your either left standing there wondering what went wrong and trying to find the deepest hole you can to hide yourself in, or you're leaving the room dancing inside and itching to celebrate. The only thing that makes these exams, both educationally and the female examination of your manhood, bearable is the knowledge that when your last exam is over, whether you've passed or failed miserably, a few too many drops of vodka will ensure you don't remember much of the day!

This Sanchez finds it very difficult to commit himself to some decent study these days. With the distractions of facebook, MSN, this blog and TV, I can easily spend what should have been a full night of study, doing absolutely nothing constructive. Don't the wizards/witches of Harry Potter have it grand; no TV or computers at Hogwarts to encourage procrastination. Many of the characters in the books have been quoted claiming up to 10 hours of study in a day! A day! I'm lucky to get that in a week, or two.

The new trailer for Harry Potter and the Order of Pheonix has been out for a while now so if you haven't seen it, chop to it. The movie looks set to be darker than the previous five, with reports suggesting the rest of the movies will continue this dark trend. Good news all round in this Sanchez' opinion.

Until next time, Keep on truckin!

Second Attempt: Faster, Better, Stronger

After the failure of my first blog, and the forecast that many more blogs will be rendered failures by the high standards of readers and low standards of this Sanchez, I have decided to re-direct my thought process. As the wordsmith I am, I feel obliged to begin with an introductory lesson to all readers out there who are wondering, what does this schmuck know about life, death and things much more trivial?

Well this schmuck can confess to not knowing a great deal of indepth and detailed idealogies of life and death, but if the readers would permit, I would like to be so bold as to claim that I, and I alone (possibly a lie - there hasn't been a study done...yet), have the most immense knowledge of useless, however interesting and inspiring facts and stories. The large majority of these stories and facts are corrolated from Harry Potter. As you may have been able to deduct from the aforementioned failed post, I am a Harry Potter fan.

For an inkling of what is to come in the future days, weeks and possibly months, depending on the success of this, this blog will likely feature small snippets of real life stories which I deem life enrichening and hilarious, mixed in with Harry Potter updates and stories. I hope there is someone out there who shares my sense of humour, no doubt I will find out soon enough, but for now: Keep on keeping on!

Sanchez Reporting: This Sanchez wants to see the next Harry Potter movie, now!

By my count, there is only 80 days left until the next Harry Potter movie is seen in theatres around the world. This movie will no doubt be a cinematic work of art, a piece of genius to rival any genius, and/or just plain amazing. The initial delay in the release date did leave a poor taste in my mouth, but the subsequent release of Twilight went down well with this Sanchez. Anyone think Kristen Stewart and Emma Watson look slightly similar? No one? I'm the only one? Doesn't surprise me.

But speaking of celebrity look-a-likes, High School Musical's heartthrob Zac Efron and 30 Seconds to Mars' Jared Leto...Google it and then spread the word that you heard it here first! And if you heard it somewhere else first, lie.

Whilst on the topic of Mars and other planets (really working these segways today), have you all been reading up on this new Earth-like planet scientists have discovered. It's pretty fascinating and if Earth slipped further into it's own mess which we have come to call Global Warming, we can escape to this smaller panet. If only it weren't billions of light years away and would take an eternity to reach...

This Sanchez doesn't think he will see it in his lifetime, but what we most definitely see in his lifetime is Harry Potter and the Order Of Pheonix. Good day to all, and happy blogging!