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Based on a respected friend's review...
May. 8th, 2009 02:11 amI will not be seeing Star Trek. No thank you to that.
May. 8th, 2009
My Favorite "Star Trek" Reaction
May. 8th, 2009 12:30 pm"An orphaned farm boy who longs for fast vehicles and space adventure, gets into fights in a bar filled with aliens, finds a father figure who convinces him to follow his destiny, rescues someone from a giant ship that blows up planets, and has an awards ceremony at the end.
Seems I've seen this plot elsewhere..."
Now that "sword-fighting" sequence makes more sense. Suprised it wasn't "phaser swords" or something like that. Screw the new Star W...Trek.
Seems I've seen this plot elsewhere..."
Now that "sword-fighting" sequence makes more sense. Suprised it wasn't "phaser swords" or something like that. Screw the new Star W...Trek.
Horrific Afternoon "Dream"
May. 8th, 2009 02:53 pmI nodded off for about 20 minutes and I had this amazing look into something.
I had the point of view of a Russian immigrant man about 40 (first person POV) and he's selling watches at the airport. And there's this younger, Bond-like man who's very fearful and he hires out the Russian man to help him with protecting his wife.
He goes to a hotel room and there's a very fearful woman there and he helps her a bit...then the scary stuff happens. The man returns and he's hurt and I kinda hang off to the side and it's very POV...it's very scary...think Cloverfield so far as the bobbing style.
And there's this crash at the door and this tall man bursts through. I think I'm shot and I hear a lot of gurgling and screaming and shots. I slump over from a chair and decide to play dead...I think may I could actually be dead but I'm still thinking. The assassin comes around and scouts the room.
I feel his eyes on me. I'm trying not to twitch in fear. I kinda let my body go slack. I can feel myself as this older Russian man. I feel a tingling pain in my jaw and throughout my face. Time seems to pass and I hear sterile surroundings and beeping of clinical machines. I try to get up and there are nurses all around me.
I won't even begin to describe this but it was the most real experience I've ever had of a dream. I could feel the old man's hurting body as he tried to move around. I remember his blotchy genitals (utterly stinging, stabby bloody pain from something they attached around there). I remember talking to a doctor as he rattles for a whole lot of things but my mind is so foggy...for some reason they let me roam around a staggering walk.
They said my condition was complicated by stroke. I'm able to talk decently well though. I feel all these old age, old man pains and injury pains in a mass way I can't even begin to detail.
The doctor tells me the "woman that came in didn't live" and I keep thinking about crying. They say something about 27 gunshot wounds to the other male.
I eventually find the ICU where the Bond-like man is being kept and he's in a very isolated bubble. It's horrorific. He looks like a tangled piece of meat. I see bloody sections I can't recognize that have been knit together as best as possible but he's still a bloody mess. His eyes though, blood-rimmed, and staring out blankly (think Griffin in Berserk at his worst after the most terrible physical injuries). I cry a bit. The doctor tells me that I've been in a coma for 273 days. I catch a bit of my old man body in the mirror, haggard and terrible-looking from my injuries and I shy away. And wake up...glad I don't have to live that life any further X_X...
I also dreamed about some remodeling around the house. There was cement being poured in the front yard...carport new supports being put in...part of the backyard being cemented and redone by a work-crew. The wall behind the backyard was gone and I could see a school grounds and behind that was a new business development with some red fonted insurance group closest and then Shakey's Pizza and PizzaHut were the most recognizable businesses around in my line of sight. What is interesting is that I had a little not-quite-reality that I was telling family about what I'd seen in my dream and that I couldn't remember other things that I'd seen.
I had the point of view of a Russian immigrant man about 40 (first person POV) and he's selling watches at the airport. And there's this younger, Bond-like man who's very fearful and he hires out the Russian man to help him with protecting his wife.
He goes to a hotel room and there's a very fearful woman there and he helps her a bit...then the scary stuff happens. The man returns and he's hurt and I kinda hang off to the side and it's very POV...it's very scary...think Cloverfield so far as the bobbing style.
And there's this crash at the door and this tall man bursts through. I think I'm shot and I hear a lot of gurgling and screaming and shots. I slump over from a chair and decide to play dead...I think may I could actually be dead but I'm still thinking. The assassin comes around and scouts the room.
I feel his eyes on me. I'm trying not to twitch in fear. I kinda let my body go slack. I can feel myself as this older Russian man. I feel a tingling pain in my jaw and throughout my face. Time seems to pass and I hear sterile surroundings and beeping of clinical machines. I try to get up and there are nurses all around me.
I won't even begin to describe this but it was the most real experience I've ever had of a dream. I could feel the old man's hurting body as he tried to move around. I remember his blotchy genitals (utterly stinging, stabby bloody pain from something they attached around there). I remember talking to a doctor as he rattles for a whole lot of things but my mind is so foggy...for some reason they let me roam around a staggering walk.
They said my condition was complicated by stroke. I'm able to talk decently well though. I feel all these old age, old man pains and injury pains in a mass way I can't even begin to detail.
The doctor tells me the "woman that came in didn't live" and I keep thinking about crying. They say something about 27 gunshot wounds to the other male.
I eventually find the ICU where the Bond-like man is being kept and he's in a very isolated bubble. It's horrorific. He looks like a tangled piece of meat. I see bloody sections I can't recognize that have been knit together as best as possible but he's still a bloody mess. His eyes though, blood-rimmed, and staring out blankly (think Griffin in Berserk at his worst after the most terrible physical injuries). I cry a bit. The doctor tells me that I've been in a coma for 273 days. I catch a bit of my old man body in the mirror, haggard and terrible-looking from my injuries and I shy away. And wake up...glad I don't have to live that life any further X_X...
I also dreamed about some remodeling around the house. There was cement being poured in the front yard...carport new supports being put in...part of the backyard being cemented and redone by a work-crew. The wall behind the backyard was gone and I could see a school grounds and behind that was a new business development with some red fonted insurance group closest and then Shakey's Pizza and PizzaHut were the most recognizable businesses around in my line of sight. What is interesting is that I had a little not-quite-reality that I was telling family about what I'd seen in my dream and that I couldn't remember other things that I'd seen.
The True Meaning of Smekday!
May. 8th, 2009 09:27 pmOfficial Site for the Book
I'd heard good things about this particular kids book. I was a bit wary because it was published on a Disney brand but it's really not quite what I expected in a good way. Granted I won't be actively reading it for about a week or so but it's a very compelling and captivating book so far as I looked through it with a mix of visual mediums as part of a kid's essay for a class after an alien invasion.
I'd heard good things about this particular kids book. I was a bit wary because it was published on a Disney brand but it's really not quite what I expected in a good way. Granted I won't be actively reading it for about a week or so but it's a very compelling and captivating book so far as I looked through it with a mix of visual mediums as part of a kid's essay for a class after an alien invasion.