No Dialogue: short (Lol) Story

It was early, not early enough for the sun to awaken so it could bestow the city with its radiant warming rays, no, instead a sharp crescent moon hung in the murky sky accompanied by a superfluity of stars, their heavenly light accentuating the black jagged skyline of the metropolis. A mustached man wearing a gray suit anxiously glanced down at his watch. He frowned and adjusted the metal briefcase that was pressed tightly against his chest. From the corner of his eye, a willowy silhouette materialized. His eyes widened slightly. The stranger graced him with its startling presence. From head to toe, the figure was donned in white, its face surreptitiously hidden beneath a hood. Puzzled, he raised an eyebrow. A sylphlike hand emerged from the pallid clothing, it motioned for him come closer. He shook his head. The pale hand clinched into a fist. The man glared then turned away. Coolly, the form coasted quietly but swiftly forward. He began to run; however, white was already enveloping him. The briefcase clattered. Prostrate, the man sputtered, desperately seeking placation and more importantly air. The figure shifted its white hood to reveal lips curled into an evenly roguish and vile grin. He screamed silently..

 END

A Rant Aimed At Texting/Updating Facebook/Talking on a Cellphone whilst Driving

Texting and yakking on a cellphone whilst driving is becoming more and more rampant and lives are extinguished due to something so stupid!!! There is nada an individual can text (That includes updating FACEBOOK!!!) or say that’s worth the risk of DEATH. Just wait damn it! STOP BEING SO IMPATIENT!!!

 It is disheartening and maddening to realize that a majority of those tragically killed.. their deaths could of been prevented, they could still be alive right now! And those that claim you’re able to “multi-task” and drive? Well, those that are dead proudly declared possessing such a skill too. Something to think about isn’t it?

What will it take for you to quit??

A comrade killed?

Your significant another involved in a fatal wreck?

A death in the family?


Kissing
Missing details on their pants though. ; ^ ^

Kissing

Missing details on their pants though. ; ^ ^

Date Night: From A Dude’s Perspective

 

Merely getting this rendezvous took a lot of courage and grit. To ask a lovely girl I have developed a reasonable level of affinity with to join me for dinner this upcoming Friday evening, well that was a seriously grueling task!! Can’t dwell on that now. I have to focus on what truly matters, the actually challenging part: The date itself.

On date night, everything changes. The time I take to get ready increases radically. Normally unloved, this evening the bathroom mirror has a crucial and demarcated purpose instead. I use just a splash of cologne after my long due shave is finished. And before I leave, I make sure I’m carrying some Tic Tacs, just in case tonight becomes “amorous”.

Here’s the snag with first impressions. You’ll only ever have that one opportunity to not screw up in front of her which possibly fairly dictates how the rest of tonight will play out. Be smooth yet careful and logical. Compliment her, fake sincerity if you must, (This is not recommended) but make it seem organic, not forced. The inception of my date went splendidly well until I opened the car door and elbowed her in the face. Of course, I apologized. Multiple times.

The car ride to the restaurant was okay. Friendly banter, nothing I’ll have to recall later this evening, probably. I flawlessly opened the car door this attempt. She chuckled about how old fashioned that was. Was her chuckle of delight or derisiveness? I couldn’t tell.

While waiting patiently for our waiter to come and take our order, a conversation takes place chockfull of stuff I absolutely take note of. Essentially, when a dame speaks, you best halt from spacing out because not knowing of whatever she is vivaciously chattering about could in essence result in the date’s termination. Furthermore, the topic of her discussion can reveal how the date is progressing. A gal that’s captivated is willing to become naked (Not literally) by disclosing her insecurities, fears, hopes, dreams and vulnerabilities. A date that’s not mesmerized will elect to chatter about your major, a favorite book, BLAH BLAH BLAH. In fact, another indication of a mediocre date is if she rushes through her meal and then proceeds to chug down her drink. Chance of recovery at that point: Zero percent.

Also, don’t let your eyes rest below hers’ EVER. And if your server is a girl, be wary of how you’re reacting and moving when talking with the waiter. Your date is always noticing.

Although her words are important; on the other hand, the unspoken frankly takes the ultimate prominence. If she’s into you, she may mimic the position of your body. And if she’s entirely interested, her body will be positioned in your direction and she’ll lean in towards you when she talks. Any manner of contact is a surefire sign that the date is a victory, unless it is a slap to the face obviously.

I’ve deduced I’ve done the best I conceivably could despite the date’s tumultuous start. For the majority of men, a date’s success is measured by if he gets laid or not. How utterly disgraceful. I deem the date a success or catastrophe by if a kiss happens or not. On the drive back to her place, my heart begins to race and my hands start to sweat. I’m playing out the scene I believe is about to transpire, again and again and again inside my head. Then I’m there and I turn off the car engine. I observe her and smile. The positioning of her body suggests that I have triumphed since it is inward and towards me instead of the undesirable inverse: her back watching me, eyes concentrating on something outside of the car window, mouth slightly agape. This is identified as a Daydreaming Date. Always, always, always, an abysmal condition to find your date in!!

Fortunately, that ain’t the state my date is in. We kissed. There’s no need to go into any sordid details about that though.. ^_~

END

Scott Pilgrim V.S. The World Film Review

“That was EPIC.”
-Kim Pine from Scott Pilgrim V.S. The World

Scott Pilgrim V.S. The World is the newest movie from genre smashing filmmaker Edgar Wright (Shaun of the Dead, Hot Fuzz), which is based off the relatively unknown Scott Pilgrim graphic novels written and drawn by Bryan Lee O’Malley. Due to this, I think that Scott Pilgrim V.S. The World could be classified as an out-and-out gamble for Universal Pictures; however it is a risk well worth taking. Hope you brought a lot of quarters with you because it is time to…. FIGHT!!!
BY: Shawn Churchill


Primarily, the movie’s star is Scott Pilgrim (Michael Cera), a jobless heartbroken slacker and bass guitarist for the band Sex Bob-omb, formed by him and his friends Stephen Stills and Kim Pine. Whilst dating a high schooler, a Chinese-Canadian named Knives Chau, the gal from his dreams, literally begins showing up almost everywhere he goes. Obsessed, Scott finally gawkily meets her, Ramona Flowers, (Mary Winstead) an aloof mysterious American girl who recently moved to Toronto, Canada.

However, it soon becomes evident that Ramona isn’t like most girlfriends because if Scott desires to keep courting her he must contend with her past, the League of Evil Exes, which consists of seven nefarious members. That’s his quest. Unfortunately for our hero, each ex is deadly serious about killing him. His opponents vary: from a skateboarding actor to a chubby blonde half-ninja. He’s gonna need a 1-UP for sure! Poor Scott is learning that being in love truly hurts. Getting Game Over isn’t an option either.

Then again, that’s the hook, the draw of Scott Pilgrim V.S. The World isn’t it? The fusty plot of “love” has been contorted, upturned until something definitely fresh was produced. This is what Scott Pilgrim V.S. The World has delightfully done.

In addition, the fight sequences are flat-out F-U-N!!! Battles with the exes are infused with an assortment of deliberate video game references such as an announcer proclaiming K.O. or having an ex transform into coins upon losing the clash to Scott Pilgrim. That united with comic bookish sound effects and words just brings a ridiculous cartoon grin to my face. Gamers will really appreciate the nod to video games, some subtle, some obvious. Humor is prominent too, but it is quite believable, not shoe horned in fortuitously.

Alas Scott Pilgrim V.S. The World doesn’t deserve a score of 10 out of 10. At first, the beginning scenes slog indolently forward, it is not wholly insufferable though. Next, the expression lost in translation comes to mind because I feel that the complexities and attributes for some of the characters were toned down. The film wasn’t long enough to properly flesh them out. For instance, even the lead chick Ramona came off as more lifeless than merely distant. Important elements from the graphic novels were glossed over too, such as the Subspace Highway.

Continue? 10.. 9.. 8.. 7…

With such condemning accusations, you’d judge that Scott Pilgrim V.S. The World largely would be ghastly. No, not all! However, it could’ve been an overall stronger movie.

Despite those grievances, this yarn of powering up thanks to LOVE and defeating bosses to free the figurative princess from the clutches of Gideon is unlike anything I’ve ever seen. I can’t name a movie that’s similar to Scott Pilgrim V.S. The World since it is so abnormal. Actually, I’m already envisioning myself putting in my Scott Pilgrim V.S. The World DVD into the DVD player whenever I have a bad day and watching it, ha ha. That’s the level of glee I obtain from Scott Pilgrim V.S. The World.
Hopefully everyone else will feel the same or whatever.

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Rating: Awesome, not PERFECT.
Replay Value: Moderately High

Just Friends

Fueled by love and inquisitiveness I told you how I felt
How your very presence makes me melt
I put my heart on the line and made a decision
I was prepared for anything but rejection
Left with a bloody incision I bled for months
Weeping, regretting, and scolding myself

I hope that we can always hang out like this
Time spent with you I cannot miss
Can’t take those words back, somehow our friendship is still intact
Thank you for this second chance
Not for romance, another go at being..
Just friends..
Good buddies..
Close comrades..

Yes, I’ll admit I’m suffering viewing her as only as a comrade
I wonder why when you add love into the mix everything gets screwed up like this?
Although my heart is torn, I choose to stay in the storm
I couldn’t ever turn my back, couldn’t ever say goodbye, I need her in my life
I’m not a fan of things that are sappy, but truly she makes me happy
Platonic is superior to nothing at all, I cannot imagine letting this camaraderie ever fall

I hope that we can always hang out like this
Time spent with you I cannot miss
Can’t take those words back, somehow our friendship is still intact
Thank you for this second chance
Not for romance, another go at being..
Just friends..
Good buddies..
Close comrades..

My wound hasn’t finished healing, but I’m dealing
I’m glad we got back what we had
This is what we want, what we desire
Allow me to make this vow: Honestly I yearn to quit loving you
I’m sure that there are no objections to this revelation

I hope that we can always hang out like this
Time spent with you I cannot miss
Can’t take those words back, somehow our friendship is still intact
Thank you for this second chance
Not for romance, another go at being..
Just friends..
Good buddies..
Close comrades..

New Year’s Resolutions

1. Start attending church again

2. Read at least 2 novels a week

3. Draw at least once a week, hopefully more

4. Write 2-3 times a week, anything, poem, short story, something creative

5. Commence exercising and set a schedule for doing so

6. Allowed myself to express emotions in a more healthy manner V.S. bottling them up or whatever

Just Contemplating this.

I don’t understand why if I’m fond of something or not that I have to be cast aside based on my belief about it. I feel that post teens/early adults are totally mesmerized by movies, video games, music, and whatever because it is new and hyped and ultimately deemed “cool” or “awesome.” And those that disagree become this subgroup of social outcasts or perhaps are secretly seen in a different (Typically negative) light. If I can defend my feelings about whatever, that should be enough, yes?

 I don’t like being manipulated into thinking that I’m “missing something key” in whatever I’m having to debate about. No, if I don’t like a song or film or whatever then I clarify why, that’s logical right? My opinion shouldn’t have to warrant such strict  penalties of being excommunicated or condemned. Although I can somewhat understand why an individual/posse would take that course of action.

Please reblog this if you have a heart:

youwannafeelthatrush:

stopallthismalarkey:

thaimonica:

itsvegas:

wherethefalloutlies:

sintactics:

REBLOG THIS AND LOOK AT YOUR BLOG. FUCKING DO IT.

 lol HOLY SHIT. IT ACTUALLY WORKS.

LOL, i dont get what this has to do with having a heart. 

Lemme go see what this is gonna do~ 

oh my god.

reblog it then look at your page.

True Grit: Truly Awesome

“You must pay for everything in this world, one way and another. There is nothing free except the grace of God.”

-Mattie Ross, True Grit (2010)

True Grit (2010) boasts 8 Academy Award Wins, 1 Academy Award Nominee and 4 winners: Jeff Bridges, Matt Damon, the Coen brothers and Josh Brolin. The customarily unconventional Coen brothers have crafted their first straight up genre film, a Western which is the remake of a 1969 John Wayne classic that secured the famous gunslinger his lone Academy Award for Best Actor. Can the Coen brothers feasibly one-up the original???

To boot, the movie is breathtaking, but not for the reason audiences are going to believe. It is not because of Bridges or Damon. No, a 13 year old girl actor named Hailee Steinfield portraying the film’s compelling main protagonist is. Yes, Mattie Ross, a cute, tough, vivacious, and intelligent girl dogged on her quest to catch her father’s killer at any cost filches the spotlight from both Academy Award victors. Hailee dictates True Grit, unquestionably handling the arduous language and physical tasks with equivalent finesse. She’s so intrepid (yet also endearing) that no one in the theater will be able to resist her appeal, very much comparable to how Chloe Grace Moretz captivated movie-goers in Kick-Ass earlier this year.  The two are already stars and an awfully promising future awaits them.

 Bridges plays U.S. Marshal Rooster Cogburn, a drunk, cantankerous, and greying man that is liable to shoot first before asking questions without any sign of compunction. Mattie hires him to track down the outlaw Tom Chaney (Josh Brolin), her father’s murderer. Spirited interplay occurs thanks to the Rooster’s Dude-like panache which doesn’t jive well with Matt Damon’s grooming idiot, the Texas Ranger La Boeuf.

 Furthermore, the Coen brothers’ selection for the motion picture’s score is titillating, consisting of solely hymns, for example, the 1877 hymn “Leaning on the Everlasting Arms” serves as Mattie’s theme. Largely, the score isn’t outwardly dismal nor is it heartening, just ascetic sounding.

 Likewise, Roger Deakins, a frequent cinematographer of the Coen brothers’ once again gleams radiantly, creating picturesque shots of dazzling panoramas and gorgeous nighttime skies. He displays nature at its greatest, its purest, before mankind’s industrialization sullied Earth forever with its cities and pollution.

 To sum up, the Coens brothers’ have generated an actual audience pleaser (WHAT?!) by toning down the eccentric nevertheless without removing the hasty spurts of violence together with their trademark farcical humor found in the rest of their movies. The result is an engaging, outstanding, masterful Western. True Grit is now my new favorite Coen brothers’ film, hands down!!!