I had nightmares for days!

I can't believe they are making a film version of
Young Triffie's Been Made Away With. When I was quite young, my parents took my brother and I to see this on stage at the LSPU Hall in St. John's. Andy Jones' performance as Pastor Pottle gave me nightmares for days. I would close my eyes and see his maniacal laughing face every night in bed. He frightened the living Jesus out of me. I feel kind of creeped out just thinking about it. I can't wait to see the film.

As a citizen, you are duty bound to vote.

Let me tell you the irony wasn't lost on me when I realised that my polling station was also the place I pee, late at night, when I'm in my cups.

Second Day at Creative Writing Class

We spent the whole class working on the differences between Showing and Telling in writing. We had an exercise where we had to re-write a scene and make it more showing. Mine stunk. Not that I couldn't write using imagery and the senses, but I just couldn't write under pressure. I wrote, I crossed out, I wrote some more, I crossed out some more. It was painful.

Also, I have noticed that my dominant voice is first person. Anything I write in third person generally sucks. Go figure.

First Day at Creative Writing Class

He said "the room has a lot of energy," in the first 5 minutes.

You have to be kidding.

Theme Music (Take 2)

I don't know how many of you have been to my store. Or, even better, have been to the washrooms in my store. If not, the washrooms happen to be at the end of a hallway in the basement. Before you enter this hallway, you have to walk down a ramp through the Kids section. This ramp is walled off by book shelves.

Everytime I walk up or down this ramp, I envision wrestlers/boxers walking to the ring for a major bout/match and I want theme music. The only thing missing is the pyrotechnic pots exploding as I move up the ramp.

And I am leaning towards the opening of a techno version of Carmina Burana as my theme music.

Is that so wrong?

Theme Music

I don't know how many of you have ever seen I'm Gonna Git You, Sucka, but it is a fun movie. If you don't know it is a send-up of any and all blacksplotation films., but done by the Wayans brothers.

The key scene that stuck out for me for years was the young protagonist asks the O.G. who the guys following behind him were. His answer, as you'd expect, was, "Oh, they're my theme music."

Everyone has some, but rarely is it shared. In retail, we often think about it. We control a small area for small amounts of time and always is there music playing. One of my fellow managers suggested we always take the floor with our theme music playing. It is a great idea on paper.

Wrestlers have it, so why not everyone else!

What kinda of world would we live in if everyone was followed by their theme musc? It would be insanity. Imagine if, for each mood you had, a different rendition of your theme music would play. Wake up in the morning - a quiet mix; walk out and face the day - a powerful mix; get dumped - a sympathetic mix.

But there are 4 billion people on this planet. That would be cacophony. No one could hear themselves think. Not to mention the embarrassment of bumping into someopne that had your taste in Death Metal.

Say it ain't so!

Actor Cranshaw Dies
"Veteran character actor Patrick Cranshaw, who appeared in movies including Old School and Bonnie and Clyde, has died of natural causes at the age of 86. Cranshaw worked for nearly half a century right up until an appearance in last year's Herbie: Fully Loaded. He also starred in movies including The Hudsucker Proxy and Best in Show. Cranshaw also appeared in TV shows including CHiPS and The Dukes of Hazzard. He passed away at his home in Fort Worth, Texas, and is survived by three children"

Damn you IMdb for ruining my day.