The small tree is up.
Jason’s one of the first people I’ve said, “Hey, I just Liked your post, you didn’t have to Follow,” with some subsequent anxiety. And now he’s giving away his “Spank Material for the Clinically Insane” eBook!
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I haven’t written anything here in a while. I’ve been meaning to, but you know life gets in the way and all that shit. In the interest of brevity and because I’m tired as fuck after working all week, I’ll get to the point. Tomorrow, December 21st, will mark the second anniversary of my wildly inappropriate comedy ebook on amazon.com, Spank Material for the Clinically Insane. Why should you give a shit? Well maybe because I’m giving it away for free all weekend. I will be promoting it to see how high I can get it to chart in the free comedy book section, so if you would, please tell your friends family, coworkers, your hair stylist (you know they’ll spread the word), your local grocer, dominatrix and anyone else you see on a regular basis. Oh and spread the virus on your twitters and facebooks and all that other…
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Christmas, Chanukah, Cuanza. It’s that time of the year where we’re either cheery and festive or bleary and pestered. Whether you’re serious or pious or irked by your choice of traditonal, pagan-based or made-up or “other” holiday, there’s always family, right? Right? Oh, well. There’s always next year. Continue reading End-of-the-year-holidays, not so much here
Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for her prompt, and Doug for the photo.
Copyright — Douglas M. MacIlroy
“I’m trying my best!” Bobby said. “Don’t push me.”
“Okay, I’m sorry.” Kyle responded. “What about your parents?”
“I’ve made sure they won’t find out. No need to worry.”
They entered the shed, and searched for the pliers.
“I can’t find it,” Kyle whispered.
“It’s supposed to be in here. Keep looking.”
All the sudden they heard a loud snap.
“What was that?” Bobby whispered.
“You mean, who?”
Another snap. They slowly crept toward the sound.
“Where is it?” Bobby.
They saw a spider trying to grab hold of a snapping bug. The spider persisted despite being repeatedly scared off.
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So my aunt J. is sick.
At first she said via text that she had the flu. And then I heard via my mother that she has or had pneumonia, where I found out that her kidney(s) are sick too. It’s serious, and this isn’t new information. Continue reading Missing Family
I know what invisibility is like—ignored or forgotten.
Hell, I’m still invisible today.
But I have my talents, known and undiscovered, as do you.
Your awareness is a gift. I know it, I feel it.
Look around you.
You may not think the life applies, but it does.
Act with your dreams, and you’ll find yourself, rising above.
Keep your professional side high, and look to the sky, and smile.
You may not have it all but you’re already capable at what you do.
You’re not a zero.
You can’t wait for life because life is waiting for you.
And don’t be ashamed to shed a tear.
Some people are just too scared of what to do when you do.
Image is one thing, and one thing that fails to really care.
But a person alone to oneself is one more unique.
Therein lies a strength, one desperate to be shared.
This post really does say it all. And no typos (as far as I can tell). No you won’t get much in life expecting things to just fall into your lap…
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For every blogger, author, writer, or dabbler out there that complains about lack of traffic I have a few questions you might want to ask yourself.
Do you respond to comments on your page? If you don’t respond to comments I won’t ever revisit your website. Your lack of interaction has killed any motivation I had to engage you in dialogue. Fix that and then we can talk.
How many blogs do you visit each week?Each day? If the answer is zero then why should ANYONE ever visit your blog? While you sit in your corner complaining other people are meeting new bloggers each day. It is not that blogging is dying, it is that you are killing your own experience before it even begins.
How many other posts do you comment on? If the answer is a big goose egg then you have found your problem. Comments and interaction…
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The Double (2013)
Story by Avi Korine and Richard Ellef Ayoade
Based on the novella of the same title by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
Directed by Richard Ayoade (Garth Marenghi’s Darkplace)
Cinematography: Erik Wilson
Edited by Chris Dickens and Nick Fenton
Music: Andrew Hewitt
Produced by Robin C. Fox and Amina Dasmal
Production: Alcove Entertainment; Film4; British Film Institute
Distributor: StudioCanal UK
DVD (U.S.) ©2014 Magnolia Home Entertainment
Running Time: 93 Minutes
Cast: Jesse Eisenberg; Mia Wasikowska; Wallace Shawn (Mr. Papadopolous, boss); Yasmin Paige; Cathy Moriarty (waitress); Noah Taylor (Harris); James Fox (The Colonel); Craig Roberts (Detective #1); Chris O’Dowd (nurse); Lydia Ayoade (Test Invigilator); Paddy Considine (Jack, “PT Kommander”)
Seven years dedicated, Simon (Eisenberg) has worked for his company, and yet it has been as if he was never there. He is a hard worker, and yet he is meek and un-confident in his image; he feels outside of himself, enough that he uses Pinocchio to describe his existence—unable to be ‘a real boy,’ unable to pull his own strings. He becomes invisible to the point that security fails to recognize him as an employee, or even that he exists.
Simon’s family isn’t easy on him either. Much of everything and everyone in his life treads on him in slow, monotonous and quirky ways. Every time he is alone in an awkward setting, things just malfunction on him.
Suddenly he gains the confidence to try to make contact the beautiful Hannah (Wasikowska), who works in the same department of the company—a copier. He loses his briefcase in the process—the doors of the subway close on his case, and the handle breaks off as he tries to pull on it. Still, security does not recognize him. Simon regularly asks for a single copy—something very uncommon—just to see Hannah.
She dubs Simon “creepy guy,” almost shrugging off the fact that he’s been watching her through the windows via telescope. But, of course, with her own desire to be less invisible, she attracts shadowy fellows that fail to live the so-called life in the area. One of these men, as Simon sees through his telescope, decides to stand on a ledge, make contact with binoculars watching back at Simon, and wave before stepping off to his death. Suicide is common enough in these parts that a local government department exists in dedication to picking up the unfortunate cases… They list Simon among the “maybes.”
Day after day, he slaves away, and finds a way to connect with the girl. He pieces together fragments of red-on-white pictures she threw away.
The unreal part of the story begins as Simon James’s doppleganger appears. The new guy’s personality and name are in reverse order: James Simon, confident in image, not meek and not a hard worker. But now a new employee at the company, quickly moving up in the bureaucracy.
James appears to befriend Simon. It all seems great, but really all James is doing is taking advantage of Simon, and Simon is too meek to see it. And by the time he does, James is able to blackmail him with pictures of himself and Melanie (Paige), the boss’s daughter, because James’ face is identical to Simon’s. And security forgets about Simon’s existence entirely: in a Catch-22 of a scene, he can’t get back into the system because “you’re not in the system.”
The completely hypothetical nature of the setting is done well, with deep uses of color, as opposed to black & white photography (something I probably couldn’t tolerate well in this case). It makes for one of the stranger films to date, and yet the story manages to convey a reality at the same time, as director Ayoade knows and states in the interview (available on the DVD). The film surrounds the concept of invisibility: where no one cares what happens to you, if you allow yourself to walk along such remote paths in absence of personal confidence.
It can become Kafkaesque, even dangerous, for someone to allow him/herself to be taken advantage of for so long. The film is unreal, but it serves as a good reminder not to become or remain a victim.
The acting was good, even though Eisenberg didn’t have much range. Eisenberg considered his role as James/Simon with esteem, with more originality than that of his role as Mark Zuckerberg, but the execution wasn’t that dynamic. Some of the understated nature of the script already came of as bland, further affecting the potential of the performances under Ayoade.
It could’ve easily been PG-13 if it wasn’t for the occasional string of f-bombs, but the film was nice enough to show desperation with a side of humor instead of horror. Still, it should’ve been stronger, regardless of the language. The film is creative in its minimalist, retro design, but it kind of fell on its back toward the end (literally). It may have been great directorial work for Ayoade, but I didn’t feel like bothering to ask what was going on by the end as the nonsense wasn’t really compensated, emotionally or otherwise; it had an “open to interpretation” ending. Simon’s long walk against a striped background did however manage to convey what it needed to. Grade: B.
“This does not happen,” says a CNN news anchor, hours after an emotionally unstable man took over the Lindt chocolate café at Martin Place in downtown Sydney.
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