January 14, 2012 in Wordsmoker Poetry
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January 11, 2012 in Cats
I miss him. Even as I type these words, the tears fill my eyes and slide down my face. These words blur, like the last 36 hours – a time where I've found myself staring at nothing, just remembering. Just wishing. Wishing I could see him wander up the hall in his aged, languid fashion, hugging the wall for no real reason – just for one last time. I'd tell him not to go. I'd beg him to stay. Just for a while. I'd tell him I now know his life was coming to an end, and I'd tell him not to disappear into the darkness, to not go into the forever all alone, because I loved him and if he wanted to go, well, I'd want to be with him when it ended.
January 9, 2012 in The Smokie Awards
Soooooo . . . I may have missed posting a new Smokies for the last couple of weeks (or since October 9). Not to fear, for as you know, this site's airtight award system ensures that no comment goes unnoticed. Wordsmoker is proud to present the first edition of the 2012 Smokie Awards, which happen to cover nearly a quarter of 2011. Because it's been so long, the theme "It's Been So Long" is the obvious choice. But that's kind of a gyp, right? Well, so is recycling an old video, yet here we are.
January 9, 2012 in 5 Second Movie Review
Ach. It may be my meds (and my man-flu) dulling any sentiment, but War Horse did nothing for me, emotionally speaking. The "homestead" scenes echo John Ford to a frightening degree, but the dialogue (and the characters) are drawn too simplistically and the pre-war innocence laid on too thick. I fully expected to be in floods of tears by the end, but what I ended up with was a feeling of a master-manipulator hampered by a childish storyline. Saving Private Ryan this isn't.
January 8, 2012 in 5 Minute Book Review
I went to a summer sleep away camp from the age of nine through sixteen. I say I ’went’ even though ’sent’ might make for a better story (if I were a more interesting person), since I really did like being there, which was strange since most of the day was meant to be spent in athletic pursuits playing all sorts of sports games and I never enjoyed playing any. I shone the brightest during wood shop or some other creative activity and I would usually stay in the shop well past the end of my bunk’s allotted time.
January 6, 2012 in 5 Second Movie Review
Oh, British Intelligence, can't you even let the KGB win just one? Nice suits, by the way.
January 6, 2012 in television
Ladies and gentlemen: The Ham. What crazy family concoction is this? The guy who burned his family up and Constance and Addie and Tate all at the dining table together? There’s a dead brother too? No! Tate’s snorting broken pills and is doing his gonna-kill-all-you-
Yesterday, one of our friends posted a story on Facebook that our former mother ship indirectly snatched from the Utica Phoenix entitled "Genius Cops Caught Apparently Planting Evidence By Own Dash Camera." It featured the following video from YouTube: