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Friday, July 30, 2010


This post is now in Techni-color 3-D. Please place your special glasses on now, thank you.

It seems that every new movie that comes out anymore is in 3-D. Ok, so not every movie but mostly the animated films and the action flicks. You get my point though.


Where was I?

Oh yeah.

So a lot of movies that are coming out these days are in 3-D, which doesn't bother me one bit. Except for the fact that many of them suck. I'm not saying the movie sucks, since I am not judging that but that the 3-D sucks. I have only seen a handful of 3-D movies so far; Up, Avatar and...um...shit, that's it. Ok, I've only seen TWO 3-D movies, both were done quite well in the 3-D department, as well as there stories were good as well.

Unfortunately, that isn't the case for all 3-D movies.

Clash of the Titans 3-D, was so bad in the 3-D department that it could make you sick. Shows how rushing something can go terribly wrong.

Despicable Me 3-D, I have heard, the 3-D was not as impressive as it should have or could have been. Really a shame considering this to be an animated film, but guess not all animations can be spectacular.

I'm surprised that some 2-D movies that are coming out aren't in 3-D. The Expendables, The Other Guys and Scott Pilgrim vs. The World are all 2-D. Guess the studios didn't want to go back and re-do the scenes to make them 3-D or that it would be no real good reason to make them 3-D.

Now Step Up 3-D, will probably be one of those movies that the 3-D will be the only thing that will be good with that movie, as the story itself will prove to be its undoing.

I'll be glad when all this 3-D hype comes to an end, grant it I do enjoy a good movie and if said movie warrants being in 3-D, then go right ahead and do it. I'll pay the extra sheckels to watch, but it better deliver or I will be a bit upset.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

No Regrets

"Uncle, will you have any regrets when you die?" asks the boy.

Uncle sits back in his chair for a moment to ponder the question before answering, "No. When I pass from this world, I will bear with me no regrets of anything that I have or have not done."

"Why is that Uncle? Are you happy with everything that you've done?"

"In this world what ever it is that I have done, I cannot undo, those things have come to pass. There is no reason to look back at them with a sense of second guessing for what I have done. Sure, there are some moments, that shortly after they were done, I wish I could redo or take back but in this world they are done."

"Don't you wish that you had married or have had kids, Uncle?"

"Of course, my boy, but that has not happened and I do not regret it."

"Why?" the boy asked quizzically.

"Well, there is a thought or theory out there that this Earth is not the only one out there, that there is multitude of Earths that exist. Some almost identical to this one and some so radically different, you or I wouldn't even recognize it. In many of these Earths there are identical versions of ourselves but they lead entirely different lives."

"How is that?"

"Well, whenever you are faced with a choice, there is an alternate you that at that exact moment, is facing that same choice. You will choose your path and the other you will choose the other. For every choice you make, another you chooses the opposite and another you will choose the opposite of that yous choices. But that doesn't just apply to just you, that applies to everyone and every possible thing that could have taken place or will possibly take place."

"So...there is a world that has a me, that likes my sister?"

"Hahaha. Yes! But, there is also a you in another world altogether different, that doesn't even have a sister or a world with a sister that doesn't have a you."

"But, how does that mean you have no regrets, Uncle?"

"Well, with me, that means that on some worlds I am married with a great number of little ones running about and on some, I am the greatest athlete in the world. With others, I am the most despicable person to ever live; hated by all that know me. With that knowledge, when the time comes for me to pass on, I will know that even though I may not have accomplished everything that I had wanted to, that somewhere else, there is a me that has done it with such magnificent splendor that people amaze at it."

"I like this you the best, Uncle. 'Cause it is the one that I have."

"Haha. As well for me boy, as well for me!"

Sunday, July 18, 2010


Behind two eyes I look out towards the world, with two ears that listen to every sound that is around and one voice that is trapped behind a mouth that cannot work.

Everyday I sit confined to a bed, unable to move, unable to communicate, unable to take care of myself. I am only able to see and hear what is going on all around me. From the birds singing their lovely songs outside, to the consistent drips from a faucet, I am all but an observer looking out through two windows unto a world that I cannot be a part of.

Daily I have a visitor that tends to me. She is not my wife, as I have not ever married; she is not my mother, as she died many years before; nor is she any other woman that I can recollect to having been in my life. Her name is Alice and she is my caregiver.

Alice visits me daily with an upbeat, cheerful tone in her voice. She talks to me as if I am able to talk back and at times replies to me as though I have said something relevant to what she had been discussing at the time. She goes about her business of giving care to me with feeding, washing, checking my signs but most important, she is there so I can listen to her.

I am not sure what has caused me to be confined to this prison of flesh and bone or what benefactor it is that pays for my care; if there is even a benefactor. I do not know who I am or what I did before this, I cannot even remember how long I have been in this condition. Do I have family that pays for this or is it I that is able to pay through whatever means that were obtained before this period of my life?

I shall probably never know of this as it seems that I may never know more than this bed and Alice for the rest of my life. No doctor ever visits, no other nurses, just Alice.

Alice is such an easy name, it would roll off of the tongue; if I were able to be able to use that. It is a name that could be easily whispered with little movement of ones mouth or even much breath. It is not obtuse or hampered by the impedance of any hard syllables, it is soft like a cotton ball with no sharpness to it. I believe that all names of caregivers should be of such a nature, with such softness and ease of sound so if by some way the person being cared for could say it, it would be an easy thing.

Unfortunately for myself, I may never be able to whisper her soft name but if I am ever able to, I would do so with tears in my eyes.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010


I’ve been seeing this new commercial for the Dyson blade-less fan.  It has no blades, so there is no buffeting, just a continuous stream of air.

Dyson is the same guy that has re-invented the vacuum cleaner and the air hand dryer.

I also think of him as the biggest self-absorbed, contentious prick there is.


Watch his commercials and if you don’t think that by the end of them; that Dyson thinks that by re-inventing these items, he thinks of himself as God’s gift to re-invention or something.  He makes it sound that each re-invention is the absolute most fundamental thing and that it should have been discovered before now, but hasn’t till he came along.

Sorry Mr. Dyson if the rest of the world isn’t as super-brilliant as you are, some of have just recently evolved from knuckle dragging to walking upright, so pardon our lack of space age engineering that you so seem to have.  My apologizes, to you from myself and the rest of the evolutionary slackers that are abound.

I’m not knocking the actual products because I think of them to be quite brilliant and aesthetically pleasing, it is just that Dyson makes me not like them.  Not to mention, they are way too expensive for what they are. 400 dinero for a vacuum that doesn’t clog and 200 dinero for a 10-inch table fan that is better looking without any buffeting. 

Thanks, but no thanks. 

I will occasionally un-clog and change the bag on my current vacuum and deal with the buffeting from my old school fan.  Though, I never really noticed the buffeting from any fans and if I did, it didn’t bother me one bit.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Interview With Bruce

Interview with a famous movie star.

Mindes: You’ve starred in quite the summer blockbuster back in your day, what was it like to make such a film?

Bruce: It was wonderful. Everyone involved was just wonderful to work with.

Mindes: In that movie you play a bloodthirsty serial killer that has no remorse for what you have done. Was it difficult to get into character for such an extreme roll?

Bruce: Not at all. I have always wanted to play such a role and when this part was offered to me, I had to take it. It was practically written for me, something I could sink my teeth into.

Mindes: In the opening scene it shows you taking your first victim, did you know that scene would be the one to set the tone for the movie and your part?

Bruce: You would have to be an idiot to not have seen it. I mean, from the way the scene read, I knew that this would be such a great opening scene, that would set the pace for the rest of the movie.

Mindes: What was it like working with Susan Backlinie in that opening scene?

Bruce: She was an absolute dream and one hell of a trooper with the many takes it took to get it down perfect.

Mindes: It has been documented that a fellow co-star was shocked and terrified at the brutality that was displayed in that scene once he saw it.

Bruce: Absolutely he was. Do you blame him? To watch this poor woman just going about her business and then in the shadows I stalk her waiting for that perfect moment to strike. Then when I do…BAM! Her struggling was what I believe to what put that scene over the top.

Mindes: It was. That particular scene scared the hell out of me when I first saw it. For years I was afraid of the dark just waiting for you to strike out of nowhere. Still gives me goose bumps.

Bruce: I get that all the time. From longtime fans to people just discovering this film for the first time.

Mindes: What was it like working with the late Roy Schneider as your nemesis?

Bruce: We didn’t have much screen time in the film, but what we did have was just classic.

Mindes: You’re referring to the one scene where you come out of nowhere to scare the bejesus out of him.

Bruce: Yes! I think I took a couple of years off of his life with that one.

Mindes: As with anyone that watches that scene.

Bruce: Hahaha. I agree.

Mindes: It’s been 15 years since the movies release, are you happy with the final result of the film and what has become what everyone calls a classic?

Bruce: Of course. While making the movie, we knew that it would be big but we had no idea how big. As far as thinking that in 15 years that it would be number 48 in AFI’s 100 Years…100 Movies, not at all. When making this movie or any movie for that matter, you don’t think beyond that moment to the future wondering where it will fall in the history of cinema, you just film for the moment and hope everyone that watches it falls in love with it.

Mindes: No truer words can be said. Well, that does it for our time together. I would like to thank Bruce for this interview and recollecting working with some great people during the filming of the 1975 thriller Jaws.

Bruce: You are quite welcome. It was my pleasure.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010


The past few days I have been in some pain, from mild discomfort to the type that can take your breathe away.  I have been racking my brain trying to figure out why I would be in this much pain and the only thing that I can figure out is that I have overdone it at the gym while working out.

I haven't become some sort of gym rat that goes every day to spend several hours there trying to build muscle upon muscle to impress the other gym rats but to go to try to get in shape and lose some flab.  I've been going for a bit and haven't really lost any weight nor have I slimmed down really any, so I decided to switch things up.

That, I believe, is where I have screwed up.  Before I was doing the elliptical medieval torture device without really any results, so I decided two weeks ago to start doing the treadmill like a rat in a wheel.  I do not run or I should say that I do not like to run so I don't.  So on the treadmill I mostly walk and have the thing set to random so it can alternate on the incline as it so pleases.  This leaves me free to decide how slow or fast I would like to walk and it seems that 3.7 mph, is the point that most likely causes my body to hurt the next few days after.

Now before my lower back had been hurting a little and it has been building to the point of much discomfort on the 4th.  Since that day, I haven't been to the gym, been walking like an old man and been eating over the counter pain pills, to no effect mind you.  Excedrin, Ibuprofen and Aleve have really done nothing to stop it, but has allowed that pain to ease a little.

Just a little.

Today I had to run to work to drop something off, get fitted for a tux and decided that since I wasn't in too much pain, I would go workout.

I feel this will be the dumbest mistake I have made thus far.

I had some discomfort starting out, which subsided and now as I type this, it is coming back.

Must've been a mix of pain pills and endorphins that was making me feel good.

Good thing I am off today and tomorrow, hopefully this will be done with by Friday.

Friday, July 2, 2010

4th of July

I may have said this in the past but I want to say it once more; I have nothing against religion.  Nothing at all.  I don't care if you bow to God, Buddha, the Great Spirit or a typewriter, just as long as you don't fuck it up for the rest of us.

What I mean by all of this?


I mean really.  Is it that hard for Sunday services and any other holiday celebration to be able to...share?  I think that was one of Jesus' tenets, but I could be wrong there and if I am, it should be.

Now what has gotten me fired up is that in my neck of the woods, there is the chance to see five fireworks displays in the area.  I know for certain that one of those 4th of July celebrations will be held on the 3rd of July with that towns parade and day long festivities following with their fireworks at night.  I believe that three other towns are also doing their fireworks displays on the 3rd as well.

This is like having your birthday as a child on a some other day for celebration just because some relative is off and it is more convenient for them; irregardless of what it is for anyone else.  This would be just cake and ice cream type celebrations, not any sort of party; just close family.

Now the 'big' city in the area; Panama City, was gonna have theirs on the 3rd like all the others, but they have now decided to change it back to the 4th where it should have been in the first place.

The only good thing about this; if you really want to call it a good thing, is that you can watch the fireworks at Panama City Beach, Grand Lagoon, Mexico Beach or Lynn Haven on the 3rd and then on the 4th, you can watch the big fireworks at Panama City.