One for the money movie review

or rather my response to the playlist (imdb) review:
there are only 1 or 2 movies that are better than the book they are based on, I have actually seen 4 that immediately come to mind. there are several that do the book justice, seen more than 12 that could fall into this cat, and there are many that just do not measure up along with those that bomb or blow. This movie does the original book justice, I think that Janet E. would be satisfied, the movie is as good as the first book, it really only falls short in the matter that the characters are not extreme enough, over the top enough, ridiculous enough. The Stephanie Plum novels are not the stuff of great books, originality or brilliant plotlines. I usually figure out the plot in 2 to 3 chapters, if that, but it is not why I have read and reread all of the novels and spinoffs. I read them because they are fun read and reread. the over the top everything is what pulls me back time and time again. The cast of this movie hits on some of this, sure they are not great performances but they don't need to be. The "critic" here shows that he has one POV or lens that he applies to everything and isn't worth a dime in his narrow viewed interpretation of what should matter when going to the movies. It seems obvious to me, he did not like the books IF he even bothered to read them, he obviiously has no concept of who is in the Plum fanclub either nor cares. I found this movie enjoyable and distracting. I liked the book better and do believe that the Plum books would be better as a TV series, with more time given to bringing out the characters, perhaps a little better choices on casting, but this IS an interpretation of the book and is subject to the director's vision. I will probably watch the blu-ray when it comes out. It was as good as Tarrentino's Jackie Browne.

saturday and rain

I keep wondering when my life will begin, again.

listening to Mandy Moore on the Tangled soundtrack.

pondering what I will write this morning and can’t decide if I want to write about today will it be the superhero, the fantasy  or Belle?

still maybe a fairy tale.

thunder came in the morning rolling across the steel grey clouds waking the man as he slept in his big empty bed. He was a big man so the big bed didn’t seem so empty except on mornings like this. Waking from a dream which may well have been better than his own reality, the man stirs to look out the window at the rain, the sound surrounding him as the warm of his blankets slips away with the knowledge and the dread that he must get up and eat. There is probably a run to the bathroom in there as well, so driven, he leaves his bed and goes out into the weather hat in hand.

birds need seed, cat wants a treat, Oatmeal hot and ready with hersheys special dark chocolate morsels, now warm and sticking to his ribs he sits down at his netbook and begins to type.

I have got a dream, not necessarily a concert pianist but better than having an island and piles of money having a published books and a guest spot on Castle and a date with Rapunzel would boost my ego immensely.

Fist lines for possible stories:

looking for inspiration in all the wrong places.

Short stories are often made or lost in the first line, what follows will be an experiment to see how this prposal goes down on facebook.

mlk day reflections

I recently heard from someone who has ready this last book, concerning audio interviews with Jackie Kennedy that she had been informed along with JFK that Martin Luther King had had orgies in a hotel room. Hearing that makes it harder to see beyond the fallacies of a man and remember the work he did accomplish. It is often hard to appreciate anyone who acts one way, writes another and does the opposie

domar.ru and other complaints

So my blog traffic is up 100% from this mysterious domain that has evil spam links. domar.ru but to know if there is a human linking is impossible since it is simply an IP router that moves Asian browsers across my domain. Advice- don't track it-it could have all kinds of nasty links and viruses attached. Complaint- no way to block it. Yaay!

fiscal responsibility or how I learned to stop worrying and love the bomb

I put myself in a pickle.
Which is an odd word or turn of phrase since I actually have no idea on how I would insert myself into a pickle. But I digress. I got into the Paypal Machiavellian plot called Buy it now and pay it later or as I call it Spend money you don't have and wonder if you will ever get it paid later. But because I am lucky enough to have parents who mostly forgive me for being stupid, I am fortunate enough to have an out that will be allowable on paying of my debt without the penalty that is paid by Sisyphus (link: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sisyphus) if you don't get the comparison you are probably one step in front of your bills or way behind them.


So will I learn anything from this? Yes. If I ever want to waste money I should have it in the bank first. Then I can choose not to tell anyone about it instead of having to come clean with my parents, friends and family and look for absolution even though I am not in fact any kind of Catholic unless in fact you are Catholic and consider the rest of us protestants delinquent Catholics. Mobius Loop on that one.


Will any of you who may or may not read this know what I am saying, probably went crosseyed when I said Sisyphus.

deep thoughts by Mike Handy

are dirty blondes just bright brunetttes?
If you capture video when can you set it free again
if you render something what does it mean? Are you giving it away?
if you get pawned, you are dead and probably a newb or newbie. If you get owned then you are bad at whatever you are playing.
if you get powned then you are getting pawned and owned
if this happens to you frequently why do you keep playing?

MONDAY MORNING, BLOODY MONDAY, BLOODY CAPS

So here it is the first Monday in 2012 that's twenty twelve for you neanderthals  who need constant help in handling these complex details. Today I am reflecting on all that has happened in my Universe through my dimly lit senses. This morning I heard my name being called and had a biblical moment where I wondered if it was God calling my name. So I did what Samuel was told to do. I said, Here I am God, what would you have me do... but there was no reply.
Well sometimes it doesn't work so well, after all it took Sam several calls before he got it right. It would make life seem simpler if the God would reach out and talk in a language that us simple humans could say, hey, hang on It's God calling, I will have to put the world on hold and speak to Dad! But then again, perhaps that is exactly what it means.
We tend to make our life's very complex, so complex in fact that perhaps God does talk to us and like Samuel we don't understand that it is God who is talking and we are always looking to see if it is someone else who talks to us. Learning to listen to others is hard enough. The first step is learning to value what others say.
I think of what my friends and family say on Facebook. I can honestly say that I read everything they post and try to understand why they posted it. I don't always succeed.
There is this Curmudgeon that lives inside me, it makes it hard for me to tolerate stupidity and selfishness and often I become selfish and somewhat stupid in my own actions. as my therapist would say "I don't tolerate fools well."
I have a dry wit, dry might not be a strong enough word, arid might be better.
It doesn't mean that I don't love my neighbor, or my enemies. (yes we all have enemies-I would say only a few people escape it but that is another blog ) but I am fallible and human and sometimes the hurt is to great to deny my own resentment and mistrust. My worst enemies in fact are often my own family who I would never acknowledge that status in them but there are times when they bring out the very worst in me. So I see a few of them as worse than even someone like Lesbi or Conley who actively made it their mission to torment me.
In a perfect world I would have peace between me and my enemies, but like Shatner in STV "I need my pain" comes out on both sides.
Still it would be a wonderful thing is Lesbi and myself could throw away the hatchet which apparently he is still carrying around from high school 20 plus years ago. Which brings me to the ever famous Conley who most likely doesn't remember me at all and everyone (including my own family) thinks is such a talented and funny cartoonist. But I remember a different Darby Conley, the one who purposely alienated the religious right at DHS with his ranting on Evolution. He had a sense of humor then (farsidical as it was). And to this day I don't know what I did to deserve his attention, but for some reason he took to hating at me (oddly it had something to do with AD&D) but he went out of his way to be hateful along with a neighbor of mine. I retaliated and the neighbor got caught but mister Conley escaped and went on to become aloof and famous.

Can we forgive those enemies? yes. Can we forget their wrongs? that is harder.
Can we forgive the ones who hurt us? yes Can we forget the hurt? that is much harder.
But if you have ever hurt someone else, (for me it was a simple girl in Middle School-Gillian- who everyone- well almost everyone enjoyed despising and her only crime was being plain and not bright- and I liked but was embarrassed for it to be known by "everyone" rejected at a moment when I could have become her hero) then you will carry that hurt inside yourself for the rest of your life. As an enemy myself, I can see the benefit of making peace at my own cost to see her hurt healed. Although I forgave myself for being a fool and a cad, I kept the memory of the hurt to remember to never do something like that to another person again. Which makes it hard to be a curmudgeon, but good to be a human.
Can we forgive ourselves? almost never, but it is vital to forgiving others.

Garber Party

The value of family even a "step" family is immeasurable. proving to me that Garth's song was right after all. Blood might be thicker than water, but love is thicker than blood. It is something truly amazing to me to find that I have people who truly love me and it is not by virtue of blood but by bonds of association and family even the simple bonds that come from having a step mother. Otherwise, I would no longer have a grandmother or much in the way of family.
I am blessed.

the new year or the new world?

Today is the beginning of the new age where our intentions shall out weigh our old failures.
Today is when we will begin to renew our minds and efforts to become more civilized and decent
compassionate in the checkout lines that surround us, will reach out to our fellow men including the creepy guy panhandling in the parking lot of our church/office/bar.
Today could be the beginning, a new beginning for every one of us, well all of us that hold to the Gregorian Calendar anyway. If you are Hebrew, Chinese or Arabic or Alien, don't worry your day will come!
If your of Mayan Decent then this might be a good time to pack your towel and stick out your thumb.