'I was having this awful nightmare that I was 32. And then I woke up and I was 23. So relieved. And then I woke up for real, and I was 32.' - Celine, Before Sunset

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Lessons from Wanted


Wanted Movie
Originally uploaded by jankoraseta


- Angelina Jolie is a scary bitch
- Never ride a car, a bus or a train when Angelina's around
- Don't expect James McAvoy to break into his Atonement or Narnia accent
- Morgan Freeman is just everywhere these days
- I don't remember the last time I said 'Ouch', 'Sh!t' or 'Fcuk' in a movie house
- Men will now start looking for women with capable thighs
- Exhaling lustfully in a racing vehicle has a nice Doppler effect
- Paraffin is good for the skin... and bones
- If you are not in the title billing, you are expendable
- Buy an ergonomic keyboard
- Life should always be in bullet time

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Let It Rain, Let It Rain


365:52 - Let It Rain, Let It Rain
Originally uploaded by James_Jackson


Let it rain, let it rain
Let the sorrow through the drain
Let the deluge still the pain
Let it rain, let it rain

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Enmity is not my cup tea


Remember, remember the 5th of November
Originally uploaded by Mr Geoff


What's there to remember? What's there to forget?
What's there to cry over? What's there to regret?
The past may have buried the truth
But not the hatchet
Time may have healed the wounds
But never erase words that were said

Hate is a strong word
A stronger word departs me

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Aphelion - The Apophis, part 5


Sun and Signs
Originally uploaded by .: sandman


July 7, 2025

"Just shoot it, Jenkins."

I shook as I held the gun up. The sun was high up the Nevada sky and the heat was dizzying as it bounced off the road.

"It's just a dog Jenkins. Shoot it."

I closed my eyes.

"Shoot it!"

And I did.

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Back in the road, Mike hummed the old western on the radio while he drove. I kept quiet still looking down, my cap shading my eyes. "You ok, Pete?" Miked asked taking a quick look at me. "Pete?"

"I'm ok." I exhaled as my voice cracked.

"The dog was going to die anyway. And you said it just ran into the road. There was no way you could have avoided..."

"Let's not talk about it anymore, ok?" I spoke loudly this time interrupting intentionally. I looked out my window. I could then feel Mike's eyes boring through the back of my head.

"I just don't like you not speaking to me. Not now. Not this time." Mike turned off the radio. "Talk to me."

I blinked and kept my silence. There was nothing to talk about. I can see his face reflecting on the window. He was upset now. He can see me looking at his reflection. I looked down.

I held on the dashboard as he hit the breaks to the pickup and turned to the shoulder. He got out and went to my side of the car.

"Come out here, Pete." He went for my door and pulled it open. I can tell he was angry now from the tone of his voice. "I said come out here!" He pulled me out and I slid off my seat. He pushed me to the side of the truck. Looking at me now he can see I was crying. He let go of me and let the side of the truck support my weight. He moved away towards the desert and turned abruptly 15 meters away facing me. "I know what you're doing Pete and it's not going to work!"

I wanted to speak but I no longer had the strength to do so.

"I am not running away. I want to do this." He gestured back trying to convince me along with the desert sun. "You were always the smart one. And I envied you so much for that. This was offered to me. And now I can do something my dad could be proud of." He started to walk back. "Aren't you happy for me Pete?" He stopped in front of me. "Tell me you're ok with this."

I could not answer. I was shaking again.

"Say yes, Pete."

I closed my eyes.

"Say yes!"

And I did.

Sunday, June 08, 2008

I guess I am the competitive type


Red Team
Originally uploaded by Mark Ordoñez


Nothing like a healthy dose of team competition to relieve the daily stresses of work. It was hot, sweaty, muddy and wet. Allies were formed and friendships were lost. Egos were burned and spirits were crushed.

Bring on the hurt!