Because just once I want to call her cell, not get her, and leave her a voicemail message in my best Darth Vader voice:
“I FIND YOUR LACK OF FAITH DISTURBING.”
Because just once I want to call her cell, not get her, and leave her a voicemail message in my best Darth Vader voice:
“I FIND YOUR LACK OF FAITH DISTURBING.”
Celebrate National Poetry Month — here is another great piece by a talented friend of mine across the pond.
Enjoy “Parched” by Mr. Sean Macro:
http://www.deadbeats.eu/post/35280130351/parched-by-sean-macro
Badass Wiil Graham, corrupted Will Graham, dire wolf references, nightmares haunting Hannibal for once, wonderful acting, Psycho Tony Stark Werewolf, MASON VERGER REFERENCE, Uppham from “Saving Private Ryan.”
Nice one, NBC. This latest episode was wonderful, even despite the glaring absence of Dr. Alana Bloom.
Poetry is taking life by the throat.
— Robert Frost
Celebrate National Poetry Month! Head on over to Stanley Anne Zane Latham’s blog, “Surfacing Stanley,” for some amazing work. And be sure to visit my favorite piece of hers, “Roller Girl.”
Shown below is the pedestrian bridge over Route 1 in Fredericksburg, Virginia, linking Mary Washington College’s main campus with … a student apartment complex now? There are those of us who remember when Giant Supermarket occupied that space, along with a huge crafts store that was popular with the girls, and a Domino’s Pizza managed by none other than my great old friend and alumnus, Sanjeev Malhotra.
You know what makes a guy feel old? Seeing photos of his alma mater and noting the bridge and buildings that he cannot recognize because they have been erected in his absence. Thank you, Janet Walbroehl Winston and Russell Morgan, for adding to my insecurities by sharing these pictures.
The second photo down is of Virginia Hall, which housed Freshmen women when I attended school. I and my friend Jeff once went Christmas caroling there … in April. “Milwaukee’s Best” beer was a contributing factor in our holiday spirit, which was lively and well intentioned, if not timely. If that cheap beverage was truly Milwaukee’s best, I shudder to think of what the city’s worst might have tasted like. Hell, even its average might have been poison.
The third photo down is of Trinkle Hall. It is here where I took Philosophy 101 with Dr. Cynthia M. Grund, an immeasurably talented educator who often employed science fiction films and books as a starting point for discussing philosophical concepts. I first read Philip K. Dick’s “Do Androids Dream Of Electric Sheep” under Dr. Grund’s guidance, and watched and first gained a genuine understanding of Ridley Scott’s “Blade Runner.” The class was pure fun, enhanced by a wonderfully creative educational approach — it was one of my favorites.
Dammit … now I am hungry for Domino’s Pizza.
The bridge over Route 1.
Virginia Hall.
Trinkle Hall.
Ball Hall.
Chandler Hall with Virginia Hall at right?
… and then loans you her werewolf novels?
That’s … that’s pretty much nerd cocaine right there.
Celebrate National Poetry Month — here is “NWAR,” the latest piece my great and talented friend, Dennis Villelmi.
http://dentatus1976.wordpress.com/2014/04/21/nwar/
I love the title of Dennis’ blog, which I think is quite artfully crafted — “a death’s head in green light.” I am a major fan of both “Silence of the Lambs” and “Green Lantern” comics (I am just that weird), and it makes me think of a mind boggling mashup. Buffalo Bill somehow gets a hold of a power ring … Clarice Starling must team up with Hal Jordan, John Stewart and Guy gardner in order to stop him. Are you listening out there, DC Comics?
Had a list of considered titles for the sequel to “The Dogs Don’t Bark In Brooklyn Any More;” ran them past my Girl Friday.
Her response?
“No. No. No. NO.”
So, in other words, my early creative efforts have met with hearty approbation.
You can’t say she isn’t concise.