tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69919254711053083722024-03-13T12:06:00.443-07:00Kinda Great GuyWelcome onboard the rest of your life. Enjoy every minute of it.Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-44440922855905213622010-06-24T16:10:00.000-07:002010-06-24T17:00:38.750-07:00Lag<a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=lag.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/lag.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br /><br />It's not a big thing, this time. Not the constant drowsiness of getting to L.A. in September 2009; Nor is it, thankfully, headaches and stomach cramps like last Christmas in Greece. But if ever I've -soberly- felt like my brain should partake in the Special Olympics, that time is now.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Things I Blame on Jet Lag</span><br /><br /><ol><li>Trying 6 pairs of 32" waist shorts at <span style="font-style: italic;">Topman</span> to find none of them fit.<br /></li><li>Thinking I could hear my own pair of comfy 32s crying on the floor. </li><li>Ordering tomato, mozzarella and basil gnocchi to receive spaghetti carbonara.</li><li>Enjoying <span style="font-style: italic;">Get Him to The Greek</span> (first 90 minutes).</li><li>Hating <span style="font-style: italic;">Get Him to The Greek</span> (last 19 minutes)</li><li>This post.</li></ol>And my foot just fell asleep for no discernible reason. Excellent.Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-55527918239759648592010-06-08T13:01:00.000-07:002010-06-08T15:00:46.699-07:00Lady Gaga - Alejandro<div style="text-align: justify;">So, Lady Gaga is a dictator's wife, king's daughter or dictatrix queen in her own right and the guy dies and she mourns with her grief pipe and widow's goggles on (as you do) and then she's a red vinyl nun who eats her rosary and a white vinyl saint with an inverted crotch-cross, while also fucking some ladydudes in the butt without taking her underwear off (as you do) and then she kinda goes dark ABBA and sprouts titrifles (or are they bayonipples?) and she has Tootie's haircut and then... she becomes part of the revolution maybe and gives a big guerrilla rousing speech while pantsless (as she does) and then she's a marionette and a dude has a golden gun penis and the film itself burns because that's what being Lady Gaga is all about.<br /></div><br /><object height="385" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/niqrrmev4mA&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/niqrrmev4mA&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"></embed></object><br /><br />Bring on the summer.Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-20927219801954544642010-03-23T20:46:00.000-07:002010-03-23T23:05:35.138-07:00Skins 4x07- Effy<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=skins3_600-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/skins3_600-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;">You think you're going mad, so you came to see me to see what a mad person looks like.</span></span><br /><br /></div><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Skins-407-Effy03758921-07-40.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Skins-407-Effy03758921-07-40.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Skins-407-Effy01647020-52-08.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Skins-407-Effy01647020-52-08.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Skins-407-Effy01760020-53-36.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Skins-407-Effy01760020-53-36.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Skins-407-Effy01704620-52-44.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Skins-407-Effy01704620-52-44.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Skins-407-Effy01794520-53-46.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Skins-407-Effy01794520-53-46.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Skins-407-Effy04468021-12-29.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Skins-407-Effy04468021-12-29.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />What the fuck, <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.e4.com/skins/" target="_blank">Skins</a>? You'll think that oh so many times while watching <span style="font-style: italic;">Effy</span>. It's unfortunate that "what the fuck?" is also all this episode leaves behind. Especially, when its purpose was to contextualize Elizabeth Stonem's descent into madness. There <span style="font-style: italic;">is</span> an interesting attempt at threading Effy's breakdown back to her brother, Tony, getting run over by a bus in the amazing Series 1 finale.<br /><br /><object height="385" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q0ewOu9-1do&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q0ewOu9-1do&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"></embed></object><br /><br />Problem's that the attempted connection snaps, under the weight of heavy-handedness. There have simply been no previous signifiers that Effy struggled with Tony's accident. Asking the penultimate episode of Series 4 to convince us of that in one fell swoop leads -<a href="http://kindagreatguy.blogspot.com/2010/02/skins-4x05-freddie.html" target="_blank">again</a>- to a forced and melodramatic effort. It feels as though Brittain, Elsley and Co. pulled this episode's script out of their collective ass. An expression which I hate to use in reference to such a beloved show.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Skins-407-Effy05549721-19-58.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Skins-407-Effy05549721-19-58.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Don't be upset Ef.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Skins-407-Effy05563421-20-07.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Skins-407-Effy05563421-20-07.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Things look bad now.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Skins-407-Effy06355421-25-32.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Skins-407-Effy06355421-25-32.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />But it'll be okay! Surely.<br /><br />It's just that when the last "what the fuck?" moment comes, right before the credits roll, you're left trying to shake off a bitter, copper-y taste. This is bronze medal, third place stuff. It's not a "WHAT THE FUCK?" not a "What the fuck?!" even... it's lowercase, tired and disinterested. But who knows? As is evident by the screencaps a <a href="http://twitter.com/Ammos/statuses/1258448634" target="_blank">SMOOB</a> is still a SMOOB even in the clunkiest of episodes. Maybe in the finale <span style="font-style: italic;">Skins</span> pulls off a routine so intricate and well-executed that it brings Series 4 home with the gold.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Skins-407-Effy01851620-54-25.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Skins-407-Effy01851620-54-25.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Maybe, right?<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Skins-407-Effy06799121-28-33.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Skins-407-Effy06799121-28-33.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a></div>Then again, maybe not.<br /><br />Kinda Great Guy<span style="font-style: italic;"> will (try) to get back to its regular rambling installments ASAP. In the meantime, please enjoy these <strike>weekly</strike> </span><span>Skins </span><span style="font-style: italic;">mini analyses, starting with</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://kindagreatguy.blogspot.com/2010/01/skins-4x01-thomas.html" target="_blank">this post</a><span style="font-style: italic;">. </span>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-21490655021216750242010-03-04T23:03:00.000-08:002010-03-05T01:39:27.830-08:00Skins 4x06 - JJ<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=skins3_600-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/skins3_600-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><span>(Captain's log):</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Lifeform was wearing really nice earrings today.</span><br /><br />That's JJ in a nutshell. And it's a good thing <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.e4.com/skins/" target="_blank">Skins</a> gave us his episode at this point in the season! As the dust of <span style="font-style: italic;">Freddie</span> imploding under the weight of its own gravitas settles, the unbearable lightness of <span style="font-style: italic;">JJ</span> is exactly what's needed to give the sense that we can rebuild. And (thankfully) even if the plot and drama had not been better balanced this episode around, there were just so many delicious <a href="http://twitter.com/Ammos/statuses/1258448634" target="_blank">SMOOB</a>s that... Oof! Let's just take a look:<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA00151223-18-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA00151223-18-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />JJ is a sweet boy. (He even works at a candy <span style="font-style: italic;">store</span>).<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA00949723-25-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA00949723-25-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />He's got a newspaper for a dad and a (lovely) overly-involved mother.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA01243923-27-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA01243923-27-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />He gives the object of his affection (Lifeform) water-soluble vitamins (when she is ill).<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA01015200-25-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA01015200-25-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />He thinks about her when he plays (with) his ukulele.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA01948723-32-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA01948723-32-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />He tries to impress her, taking his friend's (bad) advice.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA02947023-39-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA02947023-39-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />He stops short of making the metaphor literal, though. (That's up to Cook).<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA04267123-49-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA04267123-49-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />But he does commit a grand faux-pas in taking Lifeform to meet the torn-asunder by infidelity Naomily. (Look at that! What a simple portrait of convoluted awkwardness).<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA06006000--1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA06006000--1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />He and his ukulele have the best intentions (and are beautifully photographed).<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA06645900-06-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA06645900-06-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />They serenade Lifeform (with Spandau Ballet's <span style="font-style: italic;">True</span>).<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA06739700-07-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA06739700-07-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Which, yeah, sounds all kinds of ridiculous. But if (it weren't under copyright and) I could put the video on here, as if JJ were singing to you, underneath your window...<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA06921000-08-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA06921000-08-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />You would melt too. (Really).<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA06952700-08-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E06HDTVXviD-BiA06952700-08-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />And then you'd do him (in a very photogenic way).<br /><br />Line of the night:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I don't want you to see my pornography mother.<br />(And I know you've been looking).</span></div><br />Kinda Great Guy<span style="font-style: italic;"> will (try) to get back to its regular rambling installments ASAP. In the meantime, please enjoy these weekly </span><span>Skins </span><span style="font-style: italic;">mini analyses, starting with</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://kindagreatguy.blogspot.com/2010/01/skins-4x01-thomas.html" target="_blank">this post</a><span style="font-style: italic;">. </span>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-29998460172658485552010-02-26T00:25:00.001-08:002010-03-04T23:05:08.832-08:00Skins 4x05 - Freddie<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=skins3_600-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/skins3_600-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Last year, Freddie was <a href="http://twitter.com/Ammos/statuses/1230803313" target="_blank">boring</a> <a href="http://twitter.com/Ammos/statuses/1230924378" target="_blank">as fuck</a>. Tonight, he continued his smokin' hot streak of being astonishingly soporific. In most TV seasons there's gonna be at least one dud and <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.e4.com/skins/" target="_blank">Skins</a> is no exception. But this last episode managed to hit all the wrong notes of being at the same time boring, cliché, overly dramatic, and still entirely unaffecting.<br /><br />As always, the saving grace comes from the pretty pictures. Let's take a look at them:<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA00165700-16-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA00165700-16-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />The thing about Freddie is that he's in the dark.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA00402900-18-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA00402900-18-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />The boundaries of himself are defined by those around him.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA01630100-29-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA01630100-29-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Namely: Effy.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA01668300-29-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA01668300-29-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />He doesn't exist without her. And he realizes that.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA04571700-50-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA04571700-50-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Which is why he tries to make magic for her.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA04941300-53-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA04941300-53-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Not getting it into his thick skull that she is fundamentally broken.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA05050000-54-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA05050000-54-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Thank fuck that Effy is insane...<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA04912202-01-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA04912202-01-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />And decides to explode him.<br /><br />36 minutes of whinging later, the episode skates close to an emotional climax that is mostly unearned from said previous 35' of emo prettiness. And while the photography is probably better than in any previous <span style="font-style: italic;">Skins </span>episode, the story just doesn't connect in that special way that has imbued so many eps before with true <a href="http://twitter.com/Ammos/statuses/1258448634" target="_blank">SMOOB</a>s.<br /><br />Even <a href="http://kindagreatguy.blogspot.com/2010/02/skins-4x034-cook-katie.html" target="_blank">Cook and Katie</a> as devil and angel, respectively, doesn't sit well. Despite the random street party, that brings about these costumes, being one of the most impressive set-pieces <span style="font-style: italic;">Skins </span>has done, the weakness in <span style="font-style: italic;">Freddie</span> makes the masquerade feel like nothing more than pandering.<br /><br />In summation:<br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA00531000-19-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E05HDTVXviD-BiA00531000-19-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Pretty. Boring.<br /><br />Line of the night:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Do what you can now, forget what wasn't done then.</span><br /><br /><span><span>Which is what I intend to do with this episode<a href="http://instantrimshot.com/" target="_blank">...</a><br />Good night ladies and germs!</span></span><br /><br />Kinda Great Guy<span style="font-style: italic;"> will (try) to get back to its regular rambling installments ASAP. In the meantime, please enjoy these weekly Skins mini analyses, starting with</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://kindagreatguy.blogspot.com/2010/01/skins-4x01-thomas.html" target="_blank">this post</a><span style="font-style: italic;">. </span></div></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-55697082621311938782010-02-19T00:19:00.001-08:002010-02-19T04:09:44.585-08:00Skins 4x03+4 - Cook & Katie<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=skins3_600-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/skins3_600-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Welcome to a double installment of Why You Should Totally Be Watching <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.e4.com/skins/" target="_blank">Skins</a> 2010. Ready? OK.<br /><br />Over the past two weeks, <span style="font-style: italic;">Skins</span> explored the inner workings of one Mr. James Cook and Ms. Katie fucking Fitch... Last year, Cook's story was about destruction. This season, the question is raised: Why destroy? Meanwhile, Katie and twin sister Emily spent 2009 fighting for dominion in a game of light and dark. Now, that they've broken free of each other Katie's wondering "Who the fuck am I?" Let's roll.<br /><br />O Jimmy Cook, Jimmy Cook, wherefore art thou Jimmy Cooke?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=skinss04e03wspdtvxvid-c4tv03899800-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/skinss04e03wspdtvxvid-c4tv03899800-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;">Denied thy best friend for he fucked your mum.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=skinss04e03wspdtvxvid-c4tv04230900-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/skinss04e03wspdtvxvid-c4tv04230900-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;">When thou got stress</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Times New Roman,serif;" >é</span><span style="font-style: italic;">d, you were but shirtless love</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=skinss04e03wspdtvxvid-c4tv04398300-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/skinss04e03wspdtvxvid-c4tv04398300-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;">So I'll ignore the visual foreshadowing.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=skinss04e03wspdtvxvid-c4tv05881601-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/skinss04e03wspdtvxvid-c4tv05881601-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;">'Tis but thy past that is thine fuckery:</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=skinss04e03wspdtvxvid-c4tv06569801-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/skinss04e03wspdtvxvid-c4tv06569801-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;"> Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Sorry, I couldn't think of something stupidly clever for that last one. The episode was depressing, yo. As was the one that followed but in a different way.<br /></div><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA05781601-51-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA05781601-51-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />What?<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA05727801-50-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA05727801-50-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Yes.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA05602601-49-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA05602601-49-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />No!<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA05083601-46-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA05083601-46-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Fuck.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA03945701-38-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA03945701-38-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Don't wanna be lke your mother?<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA00971501-16-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA00971501-16-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Then don't dress like that.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA01025301-17-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA01025301-17-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Seriously.<br /><br />Also:<br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA02235501-26-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA02235501-26-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />If you've lived in England you know this is funny.<br /><br />And everyone remember:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA05857801-51-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E04HDTVXviD-BiA05857801-51-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span>I love you more than I love cheese!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">To catch up on the whole </span>Skins<span style="font-style: italic;"> thing hit </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://kindagreatguy.blogspot.com/2010/01/skins-4x01-thomas.html" target="_blank">this post</a><span style="font-style: italic;">. </span>Kinda Great Guy<span style="font-style: italic;"> will (try) to get back to its regular rambling installments ASAP.</span></div></div></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-19280650342683160322010-02-04T23:58:00.000-08:002010-02-05T01:38:25.443-08:00Skins 4x02 - Emily<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=skins3_600-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/skins3_600-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />This week's episode seems to be all about how Emily is an amazing person who deserves better than all the shitty people that surround her. Evidence in support of that theory:<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV01382900-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV01382900-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />She chooses her nail-polish to create the most subtle art deco color palette.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV02809500-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV02809500-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />She knows to stand in the exact centre of a football field for damatic effect.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV04786400-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV04786400-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />She does not adhere to gender stereotypes.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV051670-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV051670-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />She uses clever tricks to emote to the value of one Acker².<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV05401400-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV05401400-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />She finds her light in ways that would make Tyra proud.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV05963600-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV05963600-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />She is all about deep focus and depth of field.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV06037300-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV06037300-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />And she loves herself an overhead crane shot.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV06815600-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV06815600-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Plus, she's as big as a house! Not to mention she has achieved the one hair color that goes perfectly with the ultimate fashion accessory: contemplative blue skies.<br /><br />This week is also all about the notes that people leave behind for others to find.<br /><br />From caring mother to detective son:<br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV01234500-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV01234500-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />From sister to brother:<br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV04275400-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV04275400-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />From secret lover to the whole world:<br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV060795-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV060795-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />From cheater to cheated:<br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV06911600-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E02WSPDTVXviD-C4TV06911600-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Are you <span><a href="http://www.e4.com/skins/" target="_blank">caught up</a></span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>yet?<br /><br />Exchange of the night:<br />-<span style="font-style: italic;">He's gay as a window!</span><br />-<span style="font-style: italic;">He's an adult. He's earned the right to be gay.</span><br /><br />Line of the night:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You can be my pyjamas.</span></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-57250984090656117672010-02-04T03:46:00.000-08:002010-02-04T04:28:28.110-08:00Beardblog #21My Beard and I apologize to anyone who cares.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0722.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0722.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Workload has been heavy lately (just finished tonight's pages half an hour ago) which actually is a very good thing (getting shit done, yo)! But it does also mean that I've neglected to write up in here. So, to those sixteen of you who read Kinda Great Guy: my apologies. I will get back on it ASAP, even as early as tomorrow hopefully, for some Skins 4x02 - Emily action!<br /><br />For now, forgive me?<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view¤t=IMG_0721-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0721-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><br />Beard Status:<br />Knda Amish. No?Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-70910767593841069852010-01-28T23:00:00.001-08:002010-01-29T01:01:36.143-08:00Skins 4x01 - Thomas<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=skins3_600-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/skins3_600-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />During the previous three years, while I worked at a TV production company, I used to take my lunch break and watch <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.e4.com/skins/" target="_blank">Skins</a> . Back then, it was always LUNCH BREAK ('cause it was the most exciting part of my day) and it was then that I figured out the depth into which the show goes.<br /><br />On the surface, it's a television series about a group of rambunctious Bristol teenagers in their two final years of school. Each episode brings one of the characters to the forefront, draping the story on them. The way the show is shot, the direction, the pace, the soundtrack, all shift to reflect the focal character. The cast changes every two years giving the sense of a show repeating a Pilot Season/Sophomore Season pattern, keeping it fresh.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E01HDTVXviD-BiA00438123-03-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E01HDTVXviD-BiA00438123-03-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Skins </span>has gotten a lot of flak in the press about being sensationalistic and glamorizing a drugs & sex lifestyle for the youth of today's Britain. To the same points of contention one could argue that the show simply reflects the way the teenagers of now act. From my own experiences in the U.K. I find myself siding with the latter view.<br /><br />My own personal <a href="http://twitter.com/Ammos/statuses/1231118881" target="_blank">theory</a> about the show is that each episode works more like a short film in an anthology rather than an installment of a TV-serial. That does make for an inconsistent tone but what keeps me watching -and what I hope will get more people to watch and keep the show on air- is that no matter how each episode may rate in one's subjective view there's always something truly beautiful in each of them that makes the whole hour worthwhile.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=SkinsS04E01HDTVXviD-BiA00508323-04-.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/SkinsS04E01HDTVXviD-BiA00508323-04-.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The Series 4 premiere starts with a dialogue-less four minute sequence. In those four minutes <span style="font-style: italic;">Skins</span> manages to catch up with all of the characters and set up the connecting thread that's gonna push this year's stories forward. Meanwhile, it's four of the most wonderfully photographed minutes of television I have ever seen.<br /><br />I could go on for paragraphs and paragraphs but really all I need to say is this: Four minutes of no dialogue, in this day and age where TV-stories suffocate, squeezed in between commercials. Aren't you even the least bit curious to see this show that breathes?<br /><br />Line of the night:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Obi-Wan Kenobi is like God but with better weapons.</span></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-48303272784859554322010-01-28T03:36:00.000-08:002010-01-28T04:00:12.068-08:00I C U, BITCA! LOL (Beardblog #20)Have you seen a bearded cat before?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Untitled.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Untitled.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Rowr.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Was working 'til 3:05 a.m. so I'm gonna do a bit of cheating now. Am stealing a lame little <span style="font-style: italic;">Thoughts on </span>Avatar <span style="font-style: italic;">in under 400 words</span> I did for class, so I can stick on <span style="font-style: italic;">Idol, </span>fall asleep and keep on working tomorrow. You will forgive me. Yes?<br /></div></div><br /><p style="text-indent: 0.51cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 200%;" align="JUSTIFY"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">The world-building prowess displayed by James Cameron in </span></span><i><span style="">Avatar </span></i><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">(2009) is of epic proportions. However, the plot aspect of the same film wasn't exactly worth the twelve-year wait. Visually, </span></span><i><span style="">Avatar</span></i><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style=""> is a breakthrough in cinema. Most of the earlier sequences showcase that strength.</span></span></p><p style="text-indent: 0.51cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 200%;" align="JUSTIFY">Consider Jake Sully's arrival at the army base. As he disembarks in his wheelchair, Avatars going about their business, soldiers moving in familiar formations, seen so many times on film, the audience is given a perfect non-verbal understanding of the dynamics of the place. Thus, Cameron uses his new technology to provide the necessary exposition in a seamless, graceful way.</p> <p style="text-indent: 0.51cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 200%;" align="JUSTIFY"> Likewise, the detail in which the nature of Pandora is presented is powerful in how much it imparts, non-verbally. Sully gradually comes in closer contact with the new world. Starting with the glow-in-the-dark plants, he moves onto larger and more fearsome creatures, culminating in meeting love interest, Neytiri. It is a clear visual course Sully is on, that can be followed by the viewer viscerally. But when words come into the picture...</p> <p style="text-indent: 0.51cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 200%;" align="JUSTIFY"> The naming conventions of <span style="font-style: italic;">Avatar</span> are off-puttingly on the nose. Naming the planet after the mythological Pandora (of Pandora's Box fame) creates a crack in the fourth wall that goes against the work put in creating the splendor of Pandora, the planet. Meanwhile, calling an unobtainable power-source “unobtainium” -while relatively scientifically accurate- presents a certain lack of artfulness. As if there were place-holder words in the script that Cameron never substituted with something better.</p> <p style="text-indent: 0.51cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 200%;" align="JUSTIFY"> For instance, the Na'vi braids, with which they connect to nature, are equated in dialogue to human genitalia (“Don't play with that, you'll go blind”). That leads to some very unfortunate and uncomfortable rape overtones in the scenes where Sully has to “break” an Ikran. Meanwhile, the white-man-learns-from-savages-then-saves-them paradigm leaned too heavily on the white man's supposed greatness. In general, the write-by-numbers crassness of the plot keeps fighting the beauty of the visual storytelling.</p> <p style="text-indent: 0.51cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 200%;" align="JUSTIFY"> <span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">The argument is that <span style="font-style: italic;">Avatar </span>tells a basic story to focus on the astounding new way this story can be illustrated. It would be unfair to say </span></span><i><span style="">Avatar </span></i><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">is</span></span><i><span style=""> </span></i><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">just </span></span><i><span style="">Pocahontas</span></i><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style=""> (1995) meets </span></span><i><span style="">Ferngully </span></i><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">(1992)</span></span><i><span style=""> </span></i><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">with Smurf-Thundercats on steroids. But it does appear Cameron was so enamored with the new technology, he focused on the visual wonderment to such an extent that he wasn't too careful with the weight of his words.</span></span><br /><br />Beard Status:<br />Self-cleaning (if only).</p>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-13144541127294016552010-01-26T23:51:00.000-08:002010-01-27T02:15:12.949-08:00Beardblog #19Mmmngggggggggggggggh. MMMMMMMMMMNHGH!<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0687.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0687.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />OhmyvariousgodsandmonsterswhatthehellIdiditagaintodaynoworknoworkatall.<br /><br />Mmmmmmmngh!<br /><br />At least Alex came by and we workd on our collaborative script, 'cause otherwise...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">INT. GIO'S HEAD OFFICE - NIGHT</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />GIO (20s, hairy, anxious) lies on a psychiarist's couch.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />DR. BEARD (46-days-old, doctor, beard) observes.<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-family:courier new;">DR. BEARD</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Why did you do no work today?</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />GIO</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I don't know. It was raining.<br />I couldn't get out of bed...</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />DR. BEARD</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Isn't it true it didn't start<br />raining until after you woke up?</span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />Gio sits up, alarmed.</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />GIO</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">How do you know that?</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />DR. BEARD</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I live on your face, Gio.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />GIO</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Oh.</span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />Gio reclines again.</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />DR. BEARD</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Well?</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />GIO</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">...I don't know, man. Pirates?</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />DR. BEARD</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">There are no pirates in L.A., Gio.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />GIO</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">The French.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />DR. BEARD</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">You'd think so, but no.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />GIO</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Uh...</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />DR. BEARD</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Say it.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />GIO</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I am unspeakably lazy and<br />simultaneously afraid of what I would do<br />if I didn't have this work to not be doing?</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />DR. BEARD</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">And how does that make you feel?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Song Stuck:<br />Air - How Doe It Make You Feel<br />Lazlo Bane - No Superman<br />Metric - Help, I'm Alive<br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UGbCFiqgmlE&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UGbCFiqgmlE&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Beard Status:<br />Jungian.<br /></div></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-40406654121312572572010-01-26T00:57:00.000-08:002010-01-26T01:48:11.315-08:00Beardblog #18<div style="text-align: justify;">When I wake up, The Jungle wakes with me. Which is to say: My Beard.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0680.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0680.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I managed to do 9 a.m. today. You're impressed, I know. Well, if you know me -if you got the jungle reference- you are probably impressed... And if you don't know me, trust me you would be. Because if you do know me, you know that I am much like a possum. Mostly nocturnal and with a constantly mean face. Also -by now a given- hairy.<br /><br />If you know me, then you know that now I'd love nothing more than to go on an extended and exponentially thinning metaphor of the myriad more ways in which a possum and myself are alike. Topically, I could mention how I often play dead when dealing with danger, to degrees of varying success. The unlikely predator in this case being Productivity.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Possum-night.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Possum-night.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">We call her Proddy</span><br /></div><br />But since I've got to finish this here little post and have 4 e-mails and 5 messages to which I have for a while now been intending to reply and need to get up tomorrow similarly early to today and make sure that I write aaaaaall day with breaks only to eat and piss and poop (seriously, not even time for masturbation breaks tomorrow!) I should be heading off.<br /><br />Beardny Spears kisses your cheeks and leaves you with some music as I go to sleep.<br /><br />Songs Stuck:<br />Dangerous Muse - I Want It All<br />Bomb the Bass - Boy Girl<br />Ellie Goulding - Starry Eyed<br /><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PULdPep_xfs&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PULdPep_xfs&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><br />Beard Status:<br />Tropical rainforest-y.<br /></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-59879149710551972552010-01-22T23:53:00.000-08:002010-02-04T04:29:29.496-08:00Beardblog #17Hey, Beardram Cooper! Ask me how drunk I was last night.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0663.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0663.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">How drunk were you?</span><br /></div><br />I was so drunk I took the red pill.<br /><br />I was so drunk I went to see the Wizard.<br /><br />I was so drunk I found Barry Manilow attractive.<br /><br />I was so drunk I locked my landlady outside and sprayed her with a hose.<br /><br />I was so drunk I went to The Fabulous Show (in my mind)<br /><br />I was so drunk I watched the Wicker Man (Cage version).<br /><br />I was so drunk I listened to Ke$sha ($he wa$ $till $hit).<br /><br />I was so drunk I overused parentheses.<br /><br />I was so drunk I applied to be Robin Williams' back-waxer.<br /><br />I was so drunk I travelled back in time to when that joke was relevant.<br /><br />I was so drunk I went to a sports bar.<br /><br />I was so drunk I dressed up as a tampon and sang Bad Romance.<br /><br />I was so drunk I bought a robot that turns into a truck.<br /><br />I was so drunk I bought Shia LeBoeuf to be the robot's friend.<br /><br />I was so drunk I fell for a stalker with very shiny skin.<br /><br />I was so drunk I campaigned for Palin 2012.<br /><br />I was so drunk I tried to put make two cats have sex by touching their tails together.<br /><br />I was so drunk I burnt my throat scarfin' down Korean BBQ at 2 in the morning.<br /><br />I was so drunk I sided with Leno.<br /><br />I was so drunk I let this girl nick my broken glasses, right off my face.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0661.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0661.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I wasn't drunk enough to punch her.<br /><br />Songs Stuck:<br />The Killers - Sweet Talk<br />Sia - Drink to Get Drunk<br />Lady Gaga - Bad Romance<br /><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrO4YZeyl0I&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrO4YZeyl0I&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><br />Come on. Did you really think we'd get through this post without it?<br /><br />Beard Status:<br />Crunk.Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-40549661915582801652010-01-21T07:36:00.000-08:002010-01-22T01:53:42.351-08:00Beardblog #16<div style="text-align: justify;">21/01/2010 - 7:36:00 a.m.<br />Alas, poor Beardick! The joy he felt five hours hence, knows now to have been caffeine.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0656.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0656.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I lie here, staring at the screen a 7:49 in the morning (that's how long it took to write that one first sentence, by the way). Kimber's just gone and SPOILER jumped off a boat on Nip/Tuck, to her presumed death /SPOILER. Which means I'm at the end of my Wednesday TV cycle -'cause Nip/Tuck goes last- because, during Nip/Tuck, I don't care if I fall asleep. But I haven't.<br /><br />It was probably the tea. Jasmine green boba tea with that chicken katsu curry. <span style="font-style: italic;">IdolFamilyCougarBetty</span> didn't do the trick. Maybe the episodes were too good this week. Some in bad ways (Idol), some good (the rest). And have you been watching <span style="font-style: italic;">Ugly Betty</span> this season?<br /><br />If there were ever a show for which the expression "firing on all cylinders" was designed it is this one, right now. Strong storylines, effective emotionally-based twists. Consistently character-driven but constantly surprising and still so genuine. Finally using all its cast to their full potential! Fun. Funny. Simply... beautiful.<br /><br />Yes. I went there.<br /><br />But did I-- Did I have a point? Somewhere? What was happening? It's 8:03. Still in the morning. Oh, yeah. Fucking tea. <span style="font-style: italic;">Fuck you</span>, tea! I should have realised having not had caffeine in something close to a year would lead to this. I should've figured out jasmine green boba tea would act like crack cocaine.<br /><br />But nooooooooooo. Seems I've gotten too used to taurine -too many tequila red bulls- and now caffeine makes me crahaaaayzee. So, I lay here. My butt's long fallen asleep, but I'm awake. I finger my beard and fantasize about being clean-shaven again and Beardy Zane one day reaching my belly button, alternatively. And, at this very moment, I w--<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0657.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0657.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ah!<br /><br />A yawn.<br /><br />OH MAH GOAD A YAWN.<br /><br />I yawned! I <span style="font-style: italic;">finally</span> yawned.<br /><br />*sniff* Finally...<br /><br />It's a new yawn, it's a new day, it's a ne--<br /><br />Song Stuck<br />Eels - I Need Some Sleep<br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tTx-Aw9omXc&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tTx-Aw9omXc&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Beard Status:<br />Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.</div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-35913618246442748272010-01-21T01:48:00.000-08:002010-01-21T03:29:50.237-08:00Beardblog #15<div style="text-align: justify;">The force is strong with this Beard.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0645-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0645-1-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I was very productive today. Did my work on time, fed myself on time, got to school on time. I even had time to drop in <span style="font-style: italic;">Chuck</span> 3x04: 'Chuck Versus Operation Awesome'! How important the everyday minutiae can become when you manage to get them right... 'Cause, if you don't, it might bum you out like but-- Eh. Whatchoogondo?<br /><br />But if you get'em little notes right, you get a melody, man! A tune builds with every small victory over time and food and transportation. It builds and builds with each new minuscule accomplishment until you get a symphony entire. Then you can sing yourself to sleep, content in your huge success with little details.<br /><br />If I seem high right now, don't worry. It's on the smell of success, chicken katsu curry and the ever-growing beauty of Beardnon Routh.<br /><br />Song Stuck:<br />Marina and the Diamons - Mowgli's Road<br /><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zwfCjYv7gVQ&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zwfCjYv7gVQ&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><br />Beard Status:<br />Powerful.<br /></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-74688006495980023862010-01-19T22:35:00.001-08:002010-01-21T01:50:01.945-08:00Beardblog #14<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Beard:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">It is twisting into brambles where the hairs of face do grow;</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">It hath loosed the fateful itching of Its terrible rough mat:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Its moustache marching on!</span><br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0629.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0629.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Welcome. Welcome back, 7 faithful readers! We are back from our 3-day weekend <a href="http://kindagreatguy.blogspot.com/2010/01/bedtime-story-beardlog-13.html" target="_blank">break</a>. What did y'all think of the story? Silly enough or not nearly? Did you have a good time? Brigitte Beardot and I had a blast! Just the right balance of dragging ourselves from couch to dinner table to bed and round again; with a dash of movie-watching and a very special night out. Ah. I feel like a boy again! A boy of 80 years old.<br /><br />Let's catch up, shall we? With numbers!<br /><br />Over The 3-day Weekend:<br /><br />meals cooked for me = 7<br />hours spent in front of TV > 8<br />hours spent asleep ≈ 48<br />invitations to go to gay bar in L.A.<br />(received over past 5 months) = 1<br />$ spent to get to Downtown Los Angeles = 50<br />level of desperation at time = 8/10<br /># of drinks on night out = 4<br /># of cigarettes smoked = 3<br /># of hot trannies met = 2<br /># of hours danced = 1<br />glasses of O.J. I spilt in new friend's car = 1 1/2<br />nice people I tried too hard to charm = 4 (success rate 2/4)<br /><br />Probably.<br /><br />Movies Watched:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Los abrazos rotos</span> - <a href="http://bit.ly/8lX4Ts" target="_blank">7</a>.<br /><br />Song Stuck:<br />(Χέη, Μπη! Δις ιζ φορ γιού.)<br />The Gaither Team - Battle Hymn of the Republic<br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6L0do1lkVE&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6L0do1lkVE&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Beard Status:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Moustache is marching o</span><span style="font-style: italic;">ooooooooooooooooooooooooo</span><span style="font-style: italic;">n.</span></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-87237985836054538452010-01-15T22:43:00.000-08:002010-01-19T22:45:01.940-08:00Bedtime Story (Beardblog #13)<div style="text-align: justify;">Even the most resilient beards need a three day weekend, sometimes. You know, to take care of'emselves.
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<br />We leave you with a short story stemming from a former exercise they gave us on the course:
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<br /></div>They showed us a dollar bill. At the top of the note, someone had written with red marker: "Jay <span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); line-height: 21px;font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:13px;" >♥<span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:17px;" > </span></span>Andrea". At the bottom was written a date: 06/17/09.
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<br />How did that come to be?
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Dad was always away on archaeological expeditions. Back at home, Mum always seemed too preoccupied with on-line shopping to spare any of her time on little Jay. Every time his father would return, Jay witnessed his mother booting back up. As soon as Dad's finger touched the button of the doorbell, Mum's green eyes flashed like LED lights, coming to life. Jay witnessed his mother with one hope: That someone would look at him in that same way.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">The year of Mum's death, Dad was desperate. Jay kept hoping he could get a word out of him or an expression. 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The loss of his mother was not muted, but joining his father was such a novel experience for him that it blared loudly over the fact of her death.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">The summer of 2008 was the happiest time of Jay's life. Against all odds, the minuscule coastal village at which he had found himself, worked wonders. 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She worked at the ferries that took you to the Italian mainland. Her hair was supposed be black but day upon day under the sun had turned her blonde (that's what she said). Her skin was like Mum's favorite suede purse. She smelled like the beach and her eyes were like LED lights.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">Jay couldn't understand why she found him interesting. Out of all the boys in her village: the strapping young men, with broad shoulders and big backs, with the jutting jaws and sinful smiles, why him? But when he looked up from his keyboard, his wispy brown bangs sticking to his glasses in the heat (Why, oh why, must the only Internet cafe in the village not have air conditioning?) he saw her stuck to the window, staring at him, with those eyes. And the eyes were enough.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">She would not shut up. She would never leave a moment's silence! Every single second of their time together, Andrea would blather on and on about something or other. The people she encountered on her boats, the pigheaded boys who kept coming on to her, the rude village women calling her a tramp so unjustifiably – all were the subject of her long and blathering ire. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">The more she would speak, the more Jay would forget about himself and Mum. The more she would speak the more Jay loved it. And he loved her. Ever since he met her on 06/17/08.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">When it came time to go (“I wish we <i style="">could</i> stay here forever” Dad said) it was not easy. Andrea, for all the talking in her broken, adorable English did not know how to read or write a word. But Jay's love was so strong that he would not let something so silly stand in the way. He would learn Italian! And she could have Enzo the cafe guy read her Jay's e-mails until then! It would be fine!</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">The plan was for them to save money. A dollar a day for an entire year, from the day they met in June to the next summer. That would amount to an entire transatlantic ticket! And then, beloved Andrea could finally come see young Jay in the U.S.A. It would be wonderful.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">Every day, Jay wrote on a one dollar bill: Jay [heart] Andrea. He dated it, he let the red ink dry and then he'd scan it. As the scanner flashed around the edges, taking in Jay's expression of devotion, his father's returned gruffness wasn't on his mind. Jay would think of all the things he wanted to say to Andrea. Things he had not had the chance to share during her summer of talking. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">Jay would write, he would spellcheck, he would attach his scan and he would send Andrea all his most lovely and beautiful thoughts, about her, about the world and about their cherished reunion.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">And it <i style="">would</i> have been beautiful and wonderful and fine if not for the fact that, every day Andrea went to the cafe for Jay's letter she would spend her time there talking to Enzo. Broad-shouldered, jutting-jawed cafe guy Enzo, with the sinful smile.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">She would talk to Enzo while she waited for her turn and then she would listen to him reading her Jay's letters and then she would talk to him again, to tell him what to write to Jay. Until one day their talking left the cafe, and went on into the street, and then a bar, and then a beach, and then it stopped, because their lips and tongues were otherwise busy.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">When Jay sent out the dollar bill marked “Jay [heart] Andrea – 06/17/09” he did not expect the response he got. He thought he and his love would celebrate a year having gone by, the money having been gathered. He thought they would make plans. It was nothing of that sort:</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">“Jay we are very excused but Andrea is not anymore your girl.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">Enzo”</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">Jay had never felt so angry in his entire sheltered life. He knew sadness well and loneliness - Mum's death had made sure of that. But this wrath that was taking him over was unprecedented. Before he had realised what he was doing, Jay was throwing his monitor out of the window of his room! His CPU was soon to follow, when he heard a shout.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">Looking out the window, Jay saw his father. Next to him was the crashed screen, on his face a look of perplexed fear. But looking up at his son -Jay wearing an expression Dad had never seen before- suddenly Dad could understand him. “Whoa, Champ” he said -his father never called Jay that- “girl trouble?”. It was the first time Dad had spoken in the year they had been back...</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">Years later, a grown up and a man, Jay would think of Andrea and laugh at himself. He would laugh at the silliness of how upset he got over a girl who'd barely let him speak and he would wish he'd have a chance to see her again. Not so that he could shout at her or even so he could see that pair of sparkling sapphire LED eyes again. He'd just wish he could thank her.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 15pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">For Jay Harding, 06/17/09 was a day that started with him getting his heart broken to pieces by a blabbermouth girl. But in the span of a few slight seconds the meaning of the day had changed entirely. Because it was this very same girl, Andrea, that managed to lead Jay back to his dad.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p>--
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<br />Lulu - To Sir, With Love
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<br />Beard Status:
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Bearbdlog will return on Tuesday 01/16/2010</span>. <span style="font-style: italic;">Have a great weekend and enjoy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day.</span>
<br /></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-56043101449382462332010-01-15T00:10:00.001-08:002010-01-15T01:19:47.949-08:00Beardblog #12<div style="text-align: justify;">Some things are so surreal even an anthropomorphized beard can't stomach them.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0496.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0496.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />For instance, California "politeness". The way that Los Angelenos just get up in your face about the most random things. At <a href="http://www.traderjoes.com/" target="_blank">Trader Joe's</a>, the bagger will share his life story and ask for yours. An <a href="http://www.ihop.com/" target="_blank">IHOP</a> waitress will check on you seventeen times, don't you test her on that. And she'll have a gem like "Are you enjoying this fine milkshake, today?" or "How's that juicy burger treating ya?"<br /><br />Don't get me started on bus stop people!<br /><br />Actually, you know, what? No. No! I will get started...<br /><br />Dear Lady Who Sat Next To Me On The 12 Tonight,<br /><br />First of all, hi. Love the look. The bag with pen stains suggests a creative personality. The hair which looks like a crooked wig though one can see the white roots: Obviously a fantastic two for one deal at the dollar store. And that one single mega-tooth in the front? Brilliant.<br /><br />I don't have any objections to your deal as a whole. Heck, even our coexistence on the same mode of public transport is no pimple on my ass. But when you chose to sit by me, I gotta ask, did I look friendly? Seeing me there, immersed in reading, how was it that you thought "HEY! LET'S ME STRIKE UP A CONVERSATION WITH THIS HERE HAIRY YOUNGSTER!"<br /><br />Because, you see, Lady Who Sat Next To Me On The 12 Tonight, that seemed to be your minimum volume. Let's say I <span style="font-style: italic;">didn't</span> mind hearing that you write about vampires at UCLA who drink coffee. Or that I found the recounting of your feature film <span style="font-style: italic;">Big Freeze </span><span>(</span>where global warming attacks Santa Monica) just <span style="font-style: italic;">riveting</span>. Did I have to hear these fascinating tales WITH YOU DIALED UP TO ELEVEN?!<br /><br />I realize I may come across as snobby. You obviously didn't think so, since you continued talking to me. But really, for next time, I don't think I ask too much. I didn't make a big deal about having your coffee breath an inch away from my face. Beardnan Fraser didn't raise a fuss, when every drop of spittle that escaped you came closer and closer to his shiny self.<br /><br />We even sat with you until our stop actually came. No pretending we had to get off earlier! So, I say this, Lady Who Sat Next To Me On The 12 Tonight, in case our paths do cross again. Please take you scary beady eyes and your wet flapping mouth and BACK THE FUCK OFF.<br /><br />Or, at the very least, dial the crazy down to, like, a five.<br /><br />All our love,<br /><br />Beardy & Me.<br /><br />Songs Stuck:<br />The Killers - Spaceman<br />Snow Patrol - Run (Jackife Lee Remix)<br />Marina and the Diamonds - Hollywood (Acoustic)<br /><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8JHINokmH6w&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8JHINokmH6w&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><br />Beard Status:<br />Traumatized.<br /></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-18339134474584148722010-01-14T01:50:00.000-08:002010-01-14T02:56:52.960-08:00Beardblog #11<div style="text-align: justify;">I may have had a tad too much to drink.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0577.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0577.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Beardy concurs.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Things I Slathered In My Beard Today</span><br /><br />Milk, Cheerio crumbs and fresh banana. Vanilla yogurt, a green apple. Guacamole, salsa, ranch dressing, buffalo wings, fries in three varieties:<br />Plain<br />Garlic herb<br />Sweet potato<br /><br />+Three mini burgers<br /><br />Also, a Guinness and a pitcher of <a href="http://www.bluemoonbrewingcompany.com/" target="_blank">Blue Moon</a> . Oh, yeah we went to a bar.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">People I Spoke To At The Bar Today</span><br /><br />Erin "Rex" the Interrupting Nacho Girl (very nice)<br />Ashley from Ohio (who introduced me to Blue Moon)<br />Tina, Marie and Sean (the kinda sober friends)<br />Smoking Girl (the nameless smoking girl)<br />Hot Hiccuping Guy (friend of smoking girl)<br />Homeless Guy #1 (treated to a cigarette)<br />Homeless Guy #2 (treated to a cigarette)<br /><br />Incidentally, Homeless Guy #2 arrived in a wheelchair. About 15 minutes later he was out of it. At the time I had some very insightful thoughts about the fact. Right now, I just wanna get to sleep. Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.<br /><br />Beard Status:<br />Agreeable, still kinda buzzed.<br /></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-69961976883564982672010-01-12T23:45:00.000-08:002010-01-13T01:55:51.092-08:00Beardblog #10<div style="text-align: justify;">So. Much. Hair.
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<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Your Guide to Procrastination Tuesday</span>
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<br />11:27 - Open your eyes
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<br />11:28 - Close 'em again
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<br />13:29 - Awake
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<br />14:47 - Arise
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<br />15:00 - Order Thai
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<br />15:45 - Eat Thai
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<br />16:13 - Burp
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<br />16:15 - Finish burp
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<br />16:36 - Have yogurt
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<br />17:00 - Jerk off
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<br />17:30 - Jerk again
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<br />17:31 - Have shower
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<br />17:50 - Eat more Thai
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<br />18:00 - Catch up on TV, <span style="font-style: italic;">par example</span>:
<br /></div><ul style="text-align: justify;"><li>Archer 101</li><li>House 611</li><li>Scrubs 907</li><li>Better Off Ted 208-209</li><li>Chuck 301-3</li></ul><div style="text-align: justify;"> 20:00 - IDOL!
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<br />22:00 - Start writing
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<br />23:15 - Intermission in the 3d Dimension
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<br />23:18 - Intermission in the 3d Dimension
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<br />23:21 - Intermission in the 3d Dimension
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<br />23:45 - Discover <span style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0366034/plotsummary" target="_blank">It's All Relative</a> </span>
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<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Correction</span>:
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<br />23:45 - Discover GREATEST TRAIN WRECK EVER
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<br />01:26 - Manage to pull together passable blog ent--
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<br />Wait a tick? That TV stuff there doesn't add up... In two hours there's no time t-- OH MY GOD. THERE@S STILL SHIT I GOTSTA WATCH, Y#ALL! Gotta go. You know what I'll be doing.
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<br />No. Not jerking off.
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<br />Beard Status:
<br />Bountiful.
<br /></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-54851551110519503302010-01-11T23:46:00.000-08:002010-01-12T01:35:27.462-08:00Me Want Food (Beardblog #9)<div style="text-align: justify;">Problem's Beardly Cooper continues to be highly opinionated.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0521-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0521-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It wants cut and dry stuff that won't slather all over it. Like lettuce leaves or plain well-done stake or some shit. But I'm a saucy guy! I wanna shove my face in a footlong meatball sub with fresh marinara, or slurp down a loaded baked potato soup. Mmmm! Souououp.<br /><br />The thing is, usually, I... forget to eat? Being on my own, I feel it a waste to cook just for myself. Then again, going to eat out on one's own is rather more depressing. So, I end up not eating. See? It is imperative that I make some friends just so I have an incentive to eat!<br /><br />Wait. What happened? Oh, right. Yeah so, The Beard and I were having a fight (it prefers "disagreement") about what I should have for dinner. Luckily I'd been to Ralphs earlier today and convinced Beardnon Walsh that I should eat something at home.<br /><br />Enter a lovely chunky organic tomato soup with some retarded Gorgonzola in it. And Hairy McLairy's all like "I told you, you bastard - no good can come of soup! Now wipe me before I end up stinking like mouldy French farts for the rest of the night ".<br /><br />Incidentally, The Beard tends to get racist when angry.<br /><br />Luckily, we did come to an agreement in making up for the Great Soup Disappointment of 2010 by scarfin' down a whole mess 'o' mini-muffins. Blueberry, chocolate and banana-nut crumbles are probably still hiding in the bristles on my chin. But Beard and I don't care.<br /><br />Pastries. Is there anything they can not make better? Elvis Beardsley approves.<br /><br />Songs Stuck:<br />Soko - I'll Kill Her<br />Owl City - Fireflies<br />Reefer Madness - The Brownie Song<br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l56V1NMXNUA&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l56V1NMXNUA&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Beard Status:<br />Strong-willed, argumentative, smelling of cheese.</div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-25775021625863497462010-01-10T21:01:00.001-08:002010-01-11T02:13:44.941-08:00The Agony and The Ecstasy<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=singleman_04.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/singleman_04.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />In a single life both those extremes and in those extremes one life. It's a matter of perspective, really. What was it that that last choice you made left with you? A consequence can be good or bad in equal measure. Just matters how far away you get from it before you look back. And when you look, what is it that you see?<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Το ότι, γράφοντας τα παραπάνω, τα διαβάζω δυνατά με Βρετανική προφορά το πιάσατε; Γιατί έτσι είναι που αποκτούν την επιθυμητή βαρύτητα. Άντε κάντε το ίδιο, σας προσκαλώ... Αν δεν μπορείτε να μιμηθείτε το αξάν φωνάξτε μια φίλη, ένα γείτονα έστω, να βοηθήσει. Ό,τι χρειαστεί για να τα ακούσετε αυτά, δυνατά, Βρετανικά να βαρύνουν, σα θέλουν.</span><br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=a_single_man10.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/a_single_man10.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Did you let yourself be trapped? Did you allow you to be small and weak, inconsequential? How great do you chose to make yourself? How visible. That's where the razor lies. Because good and bad do not exist. Not really. Both sides of it, equally sleek silver and shining; the one thing that does matter is the edge. The edge and how you fall on it.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Τα καταφέρατε; Συγχαρητήρια! Δεν είναι πολύ γουστόζικο</span>; <span style="font-style: italic;">Όχι;! Μα κάνετε τη σωστή προφορά; Πρέπει να 'ναι πολύ πος. Σα Λονδρέζου των σίξτηζ. Δοκιμάστε ξανά. Σκεφτείτε ότι κάθε λέξη έχει όσο το δυνατό πιο ελάχιστη έκφραση συναισθήματος στον τονισμό της. Κάθε φράση ξεφεύγει, ενώ προσπαθείτε με όλη σας την ύπαρξη να μείνετε βουβοί.</span><br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=a_single_man05.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/a_single_man05.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Because you will fall. We all fall. There are those moments when something happens and it is not in our control. As if a higher power did exist, pulling some strings, yet in its cruelty disproving its existence. Because something above us would not be cruel. We are cruel. We, baser humans. And it is when we manage to pull ourselves up that we ascend, bleeding.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Τα πράματα είναι πάντα διπλά. Το μονό δε βγάζει νόημα. Ζευγάρι τα γυαλιά και τα παπούτσια. Δύο μπατζάκια, δυο μανίκια. Δύο ημισφαίρια μες σ' ένα κεφάλι δουλεύουν, παλεύουν και ζηλεύουν το 'να τ' άλλο. Κι όποιος μου 'πει μια η καρδιά να πάρει δυο αρχίδια. Γιατί με μία κοιλότητα δεν πας πουθενά! Έτσι κι εμείς μπορούμε και κοβόμαστε στα δυο...</span><br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=a-single-man.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/a-single-man.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Fix it up. Put a plaster on the wound and cover it. Whence the pain's coming do not look. That's what one's told. Constantly, compulsively we avert our gaze. That's what we're taught. We don't see what we don't want to. We look past it, through it, by it. Choose the word and stick it in there. You do do it. We all do do it. We look away from ourselves.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Μαλάκα, κοίτα μαλλί η γκόμενα..." "Πω, πω κωλάααααρα!" "Καλά, αυτός μου φαίνεται τρελή παρτόλα." "Τι γκομενάκι ήταν αυτό;" "Εσύ δηλαδή του βλέπεις καλά αυτούς τους δύο; Γάμησε τα έιναι η σχέση τους!" "Τίποτα, την παίζει σε μια ρημαδοσχολή - μετά Μπαμπάκας Α.Ε." "Κοίτα την ξεφωνημένη..." "Πώς την είδες, ρε φίλε;"</span><br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=6a00d8341c730253ef0120a747d82897-1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/6a00d8341c730253ef0120a747d82897-1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />But what if you couldn't look away? What if, when you did try to do so, you were met with something akin to a Medusa's stare? That's what the big things are, really, and that's how they leave us. Like a statue in front of a mirror. Then, when you've turned to stone, you can finally change. A thoroughly unpleasant experience were it not for mirthful irony.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Οι ίδιοι άνθρωποι που παίρνουν τόση χαρά από το να κοιτάζουν εξονυχιστικά τους άλλους είμαστε εμείς, οι κατίνες, που αγνοούν πιο τρανταχτά τα δικά τους περιττώματα. Καλό το οφθαλμόλουτρο Γιωργάκη και το κουτσομπολιό αλλά κάνε και λίγο κράτη. Όχι γι' αυτούς -να μου, γι' αυτούς- αλλά για 'σενα. Κοίτα και σ' ένα με το ίδιο, κακό, μάτι.</span><br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=Carlos_ASingleMan-640x274.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/Carlos_ASingleMan-640x274.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Look straight at the wound. It is by no means easy. But pretending it is harder than it actually is... It's like looking away from something beautiful because you deem it too much so. Something one deems too hard to do will not be done. It does not take much effort to lift one's eyes. Even less of it if what you need is just to drop them down. If the blow is low.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Μαθαίνω πολλά εδώ αλλά γιατί να μην είμαι εκείιιιιιι; Χαίρομαι που περνούν καλά χωρίς εμένα αλλά θέλω κι εγώωωωω! Εδώ ετοιμάζω ένα Μέλλον (σοβαρά) αλλά θέλω και το παρελθόν μου σε βαλίτσα, θέλω το παρόν να μην είναι τίγκα μοναξιά. </span><span style="font-style: italic;">Δυο κομμάτια. Ο ένας ο ανώτερος μου εαυτός κι άλλος σκατά κι απόσκατα. Κι οι δυο μαζί είναι... καλά. </span><br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=a_single_man01-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/a_single_man01-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Look. Look at yourself. Look deep, look hard, look carefully. Leave no nook or cranny unexamined. Learn the precise hue each bruise has taken. Etch the broken contours of yourself into memory. Every spot, every scar and wrinkle. Look well into the past. Then close your eyes, and let it go. Open. Look up. And then maybe you'll be free to see the future.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Αυτά είναι τα νέα της πρώτης εβδομάδος! Η αλλαγή είναι πλήρης και μηδενική, ταυτόχρονα. Είμαι πιο σίγουρος από ποτέ και πιο κλαψομούνης, επίσης. Αλλά έχω δει μπόλικες καλές ταινίες, έχω γράψει σελίδες αρκετές. Κι η αγωνία του πως θα μπορέσω να τα καταφέρω παίρνει τον πούλο, απ' την έκσταση του ότι τελείωσα την πρώτη μου γραφή.</span><br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=still10_asingleman.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/still10_asingleman.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">--<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Thanks for sticking around for tonight's ramble. The</span> Beardblog<span style="font-style: italic;"> will be back Monday, while a new exciting feature will be arriving to </span>Kinda Great Guy<span style="font-style: italic;"> very shortly.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">For the time being, go see </span>A Single Man<span style="font-style: italic;"> and -if you survive it- I'll catch you back here soon.</span></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-53539062452558144952010-01-08T23:23:00.001-08:002010-01-09T02:38:13.851-08:00Beardblog #8<div style="text-align: justify;">I run my hands over it. I try to get to know it. It rustles in response: "Shave me. Shaaaaave me".<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0494-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0494-1-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />But I resist.<br /><br />And I do it for you. I do it all for you.<br /><br />Actually, that's a total lie. 'S aaaaaall about me.<br /><br />Things <span style="font-style: italic;">I</span> Did Today:<br />Ate <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mole_sauce" target="_blank">mole</a> (yumow)<br />Called Steve (no answer)<br />Watched Dollhouse (Ffffffuck)<br />Wrote in the park (19 new pages)<br /><br />Things I Did <span style="font-style: italic;">Not</span> Do Today:<br />Trust <a href="http://bit.ly/5HyVTS" target="_blank">google maps</a><br />Reply to six e-mails<br />Anything for you<br /><br />Songs Stuck:<br />Ellie Goulding & Erik Hassle - Be Mine<br />Jenny Owens Young - Hot In Herre<br />Joan Armatrading - Me, Myself, I<br /><br />On that note, let's do some light housekeeping:<br /><br />It has come to <span style="font-style: italic;">my</span> attention that <span style="font-style: italic;">I</span> have been messing up on this here <span style="font-style: italic;">my</span> Beardblog. Apart from misspelling the subject line (which is also the title!) a couple of times, <span style="font-style: italic;">I</span> have also forgotten to close entries with the requisite Beard Status. Therefore <span style="font-style: italic;">I</span> would like to make up for that messing up of <span style="font-style: italic;">mine</span>, if for no one else, for -all together now- <span style="font-style: italic;">me!</span><br /><br />Beard Stati:<br /><a href="http://bit.ly/4NRqjy" target="_blank">#6</a> - hardening, using the force for evil.<br /><a href="http://bit.ly/7IrNBt" target="_blank">#5</a> - cactus-like but not (yet) green.<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://bit.ly/7Lzih2" target="_blank">#4 </a> - tough exterior, brooding inside.<br /><br />The latter of which, in retrospect, comes in surprisingly great contrast with status <a href="http://bit.ly/72ZazP" target="_blank">#3</a>... It just goes to show you never should attempt to fathom the everchanging nature of Teh Beard.<br /><br /><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1VTcJfL7RE&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1VTcJfL7RE&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Beardblog Retrospective Theater Presents:</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Marina and the Diamonds - Hollywood (Infected Your Brain)</span><br /></div><br />Beard Status: vocal but not persuasive, unpredictable.<br /></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-68969735308548640312010-01-08T00:01:00.001-08:002010-01-08T13:58:42.144-08:00Beardblog #7<div style="text-align: justify;">It's now <a href="http://bit.ly/4NRqjy" target="_blank">stalactite</a> free but, man, is it feisty. It's like every single hair on my face is standing on end and someone's sprinkled chili powder at the tips of 'em.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0503.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0503.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I don't have much time. I gotta go to the park and write! Which is nice.<br /><br />Yesterday was the first night of my new class. Which was also nice. But...<br /><br />I wanted to waltz in and have my classmates think:<br /><br />"<span style="font-style: italic;">Wow. Who is that suave man with the excellent beard growth? He smells like Carolina Herrera 212 and smoke. He wears a t-shirt with a monkey on it but a button down shirt over that... I would like to know this suave man!</span>"<br /><br />Instead what they probably thought was:<br /><br />"<span style="font-style: italic;">Wow. Who's the sweaty late douche? He stinks of cologne and cancer. He'd better not sit by me."</span><br /><br />After three hours, I came back home opened up this entry, to review the experience in detail, and promptly fell asleep on the computer. Again. In conclusion: don't trust google maps, details to come later.<br /><br />Things To Do Today:<br />Write (in the park)<br />Reply (6 e-mails)<br />Call (Steve)<br />See (a movie)<br />Bring (details)<br /><br />Things To Not Do Today:<br />Trust (google maps)<br /><br />Songs Stuck:<br />Marina and The Diamonds - The Outsider<br />Teddy Thompson - I Should Get Up<br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vQMJ37PBEOM&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vQMJ37PBEOM&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(Cauliflowerhead, FTW!)</span><br /></div><br />Beard status:<br />Stalactite free, but still muy caliente.</div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991925471105308372.post-44200131200946912722010-01-07T00:54:00.000-08:002010-01-07T02:23:17.509-08:00Beardblog #6<div style="text-align: justify;">It's growing. <br /><br />But not so much in length. It's tensile strength it's gaining!<br /><br />I don't know what exactly is happening but it seems like The Beard is... hardening. Is it weaving itself into a basket-like shell? Is it secretly secreting and coating itself in Adamantium? Maybe what I'm actually growing are the fibers to a space age, Kevlar chin helmet.<br /><br /><a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/?action=view&current=IMG_0447.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/panwskiammos/IMG_0447.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Either way, I'm gonna have to give it a trim soon. I'm not shaving it! But these annoying little follicular stalactites have started drooping over my top lip, being super annoying in their "I'm here, y'all!"-ness.<br /><br />Speaking of annoyance, we had our first seminar back from the break tonight.<br /><br />Smooth. Right?<br /><br />As per usual, I felt like I was getting the short end of the stick. And not in a good way. Is there a good way? When there's a short stick? Was that my point? No?<br /><br />It just seemed like the group fixated on one detail out of my pages that we read. It was an easy fix and I kept trying to tell them I'd gotten it (which I'd happily had). But they kept returning to it and I was too taken aback to lead the room to further discussion.<br /><br />Last term, I asked our "writing trainer", as he likes to call himself, why he thought it was that there appeared to be less conversation when it came to my script. "Have you thought it might be because you're coming along well?" he suggested. And I almost, kinda, believed it.<br /><br />Now, I can't help but wonder (shut up Lockbird) is that what's going on or have I turned the others off with how aggressive I am in the discussion of their own scripts? Is it a case of grow up and shut up? Did I simply have a bout of hunger crankiness? Or was I justified in feeling slighted?<br /><br />The <a href="http://www.fatburger.com/menu/%20" target="_blank">Fatburger</a> I had afterward suggests the answer's:<br /><br />b) Whatever.<br /><br />Pages Presented:<br />10<br /><br />Ounces of Beef Consumed:<br />8<br /><br />Songs Stuck:<br />Marina and the Diamonds - Mowgli's Road (The Knocks Remix)<br />Glee Cast - My Life Would Suck Without You<br />Florence and the Machine - Kiss With A Fist<br /><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1SmxVCM39j4&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1SmxVCM39j4&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object></div>Ammoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402227291735422568noreply@blogger.com0