I enjoyed a 7-11 “Simply Tuna Salad Sandwich” for lunch today.

And that’s good.

Because the last thing I need in my life right now is goddam complicated tuna fish.

I got enough problems.

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Auguste Rodin’s “Eternal Spring”

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Photo credit: Юкатан (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Publication Notice: Dead Snakes features “March Midnight Window”

The good folks over at Dead Snakes were kind enough today to publish my poem, “March Midnight Window.”

Thanks, Dead Snakes!

“March Midnight Window”

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Photo credit: “Night-time snow scene in Roman Road,” February 2009, Zorb the Geek, via Wikimedia Commons.

Separated at birth?

One of these men is Jack Nicholson in his iconic performance in Stanley Kubrick’s classic 1980 film adaptation of Stephen King’s “The Shining.”

The other is my friend and fellow horror movie fan, Pete Harrison.

You can’t tell which is which, can you?

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West 24th Street, Chelsea, Manhattan

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Photo credit:  “Houses at 437-459 West 24th Street (1)” by Elisa.rolle – Own work. Licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0 via Wikimedia Commons.

“The Unknown,” from Edgar Lee Masters’ “Spoon River Anthology”

“The Unknown”

—  from Edgar Lee Masters’ “Spoon River Anthology”

YE aspiring ones, listen to the story of the unknown
Who lies here with no stone to mark the place.
As a boy reckless and wanton,
Wandering with gun in hand through the forest
Near the mansion of Aaron Hatfield,
I shot a hawk perched on the top
Of a dead tree. He fell with guttural cry
At my feet, his wing broken.
Then I put him in a cage
Where he lived many days cawing angrily at me
When I offered him food.
Daily I search the realms of Hades
For the soul of the hawk,
That I may offer him the friendship
Of one whom life wounded and caged.


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“Bern, Baby, Bern.”

I swear I promise to vote for Bernie Sanders if his campaign will adopt “Bern, Baby, Bern!” as its official slogan.  Or, at least, play Blue Oyster Cult’s “I’m Burnin’ for You” at his victory celebration if he is elected.

When the Republicans cited “We Built This!” as the theme for their last national convention, I promised a friend of mine who is a firm Republican that I would vote for them if they played Jefferson Starship’s “We Built This City.”  (I also asked for Sarah Palin’s phone number.)  He never got back to me.

Do better, Democrats.

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Me. With my fly open. Go ahead and laugh.

This photograph is 25 years old, so I figure I’ll survive the ignominy of people seeing me (apparently) with my fly open.  (I actually am inclined to think that is just my shirt corner sticking up past my belt, but whatever.)

It’s partly water under the bridge anyway, as Mary Washington College alumna Anna Martin has already posted this on Facebook.  (Thanks, Pal.)  Anna is the pretty lass at right in the photo.  The camera used here actually had no flash — that’s Anna’s smile lighting up the place.

I’ve mentioned the 1990 MWC Theater Department’s production of Edgar Lee Masters’ “Spoon River Anthology” here at the blog before; Anna and I are in costume.  And this is after dark in the Amphiteater.  I am HOPING that my fly is zipped.  If it isn’t, then I am HOPING that this is not just after a performance.

The play was actually a student director project — our capable leader was a really cool African-American girl named Tonya.  I don’t remember Tonya’s last name.  She would have been a senior, I think, which would make her Class of 1991.  One of our co-stars was named John-Eric.  I believe he was Class of 1994, with Anna and me.  If any alums read this and know Tonya or John-Eric, please pass along this link and see if they remember.

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Konstantin Trutovsky’s “Missing In Action In The Snowstorm,” 1887

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A very short review of “Cockneys vs. Zombies” (2012).

“Cockneys vs. Zombies” (2012) began with such promise — with cool, funny characters; capable comedic actors; an attempt at a decent story; and dry, witty British dialogue.  It looked like it could be a cool unauthorized companion film to “Shaun of the Dead” (2004).

Sadly, then, it didn’t pan out.  The offbeat, character-driven banter gave way to a lot of slapstick that didn’t really work for me.  And problems with pacing and tension prevented this from being an effective horror film.

I’d give this a 4 out of 10.  Oh well.

I have two questions after this film about British slang, with which I try to stay current.  (What can I say?  Some great horror movies come out of Britain.  I love it when Frank tells the crow in “28 Days Later” to “get out of it.”)

  1.  When someone gets mad at another, they call him a … mop-head?  Moppet?  Muppet?  They always say that word so fast.
  2.  If somebody says something stupid, you call them a “plum?”
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