new story of the exploits on how to make a television show...

Kids' show to be more specific. Oh, it's a good one, with thrills, chills, and many other adjectives that rhyme with those to words. The cast of characters is expanded, including a mayor of a prominent midwest city. Oh, how it will read, once I get the ridiculous thing thought out in my work riddled mind. In the meantime I intend to wait impatiently for different types of visual, and audio stimulation to surround me, much like my goddaughters might. ciao.

where are the cool people, and how do I get in on that?

You know how in life there are people whose lives have seem to just flowed together in one epic movie of a life complete with love,laughs,adventure, and financial stability. I know, I know you say it sounds impossible, and the stuff of fantastic dreams, like Loch Ness or Bigfoot. These are the type of individuals that others talk about, or say "Man, that (name insert). Did you hear what he's up to as of recent. Walked in a multi-million dollar tech deal, and is now taking a break in between money stacks to vacation in Aspen, cause he's bored of the beaches of Bermuda." I think that being almost thirty my time to achieve this image has passed, not only because of my location in the country and employment opportunities, not to mention the few contacts of worth I have. But, the real reason is that too many people already know me in my present incarnation, and to undo that and be seen as something different would be too difficult, and many would just call me a phoney, a fraud, a sell-out. I'd in turn have to just kill all those that once knew and build anew. But, this in itself would deal with thousands thanks to high school, college, and various jobs. And that would be seen as improper in today's world, maybe different a couple hundered years ago. So I guess the solution is to just find those many times less cooler than me that will be amazed with my lifestyle. Yeah, that's the ticket, a sure ego boost.

300 and what it means for your weekend...

Saw a late showing of the new 'Gladiator/Rome/Sin City...to...the...MAX' film '300' Tuesday night. Films like this are funny on several levels, course I can only speak of a few of those basically because I'm lazy, and don't have the time to think to seriously on them. Films of this nature are mainly geared to men, and all men at that. From the comic book-fantasy clad high schools rejects to the muscle bound, ex high school football players future U.S. marine officers. While some simply love the violence, and blood lust, seeing themselves as hard as the fictional Spartans portrayed on the screen, others want loyal adaptations to graphic novels they've read and brought to life in their minds. But, the side I think is instilled with many is the unity and noblity characterized by the doomed 300 warriors. In an America split by war, a lower and upper class divide, and a lust for Hollywood stardom and money, many long for a simple driven life style. A life style that is about family, the protection of one's freedom and way of life, and the ability to do anything, ANYTHING to carry on a certain people's heritage. In a country that is in lack of leadership, we want a King Leodias(sp.) to follow in to the gates of Hades itself if needed, and want to fight to death no matter how painful it is on the way to its finality. We want the scars, and punctures that come along the way, and the sterness followed by hearty laughs as we look at fellow comrades at the fallen dead of the wicked around us. This is a film of yearning, and dreaming of a life that will never be in our soft pink lives, and fluffy pathed futures. This will and desire will carry on, at least until Friday when a new wave of feature films, with different paths of thought opens at a theater near you.

into the land of fantasy and sun...

Vacation has come, and let the money letting begin. Most of Florida will more than likely bleed me out financially for a while, but the escape from everyday life is most needed. I'm hoping for a smooth ride with my girlfriend, twelve hour car rides with your signfigant other can be taxing on any relationship. So a dirty martini toast to good times, and the forgeting of hard work. The hard work that will always be there for the return, and with avengence. To you, and yours, may I not die in the process.

pointless post noted.