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The Sleepless Film Festival Presents – Grindhouse Lotus Venoms: A Shaw Brothers Double Feature

Hola bueno. Ok, so, It is SPRINGTIME in The Old South. This means I am strolling through a wonderland of tulips and other flowers I don’t know the names of. There are these sorta droopy ones that come in both yellow and purple. They are also pretty – however – they lack the stately architecture [...]

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Torres v.s. Mizugaki – Round By Round

Bonjour et bon soir, mes amis. As you may know Miguel “Angel” Torres will be fighting tonight, defending his WEC championship against Takeya Mizugaki. This is how the fight is sized up on the Fox Sports site: CHICAGO – Watching the way bantamweight champion Miguel Torres glared across his right shoulder at Takeya Mizugaki every [...]

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The Last Days of Pompeii

Hola, Amigos! If you have been enjoying these little stories I am writing here, encourage me with a comment If you hate these, I’ll understand. Just tell me to stop. THE OL’SARGE In all his days, he’d never seen nothin’ like this. The Sarge wiped his brow with a hard, dirty, tan forearm – the [...]

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A Rose Colored Ghost

La Lumiere Jaune Chapter One – “That’s what I do is candles,” she spoke loudly and clearly beneath her whitening, widening eyes, beneath her whitening, thinning hair. He gazed at her, nonplussed, barely paying attention in that way that calls attention to itself. He leaned back, his weight on one foot behind the counter, quickly [...]

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A Burning Thing

Love in the Free World Chapter One – The Free and the Brave He sat on the porch, twirling a wooden match between his fingers like a tiny baton. The cars passed by on The Boulevard with a sweet hiss in the just-cool night time air. He could hear the television in the downstairs apartment. [...]

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Lake Not Still

Down by the Water Chapter 1 – The Stone Skipper The surface of the lake was smooth, but not still. The entire mirror of its green expanse slowly undulated above fast moving contractions and expansions of water that seemed to have been displaced by something the size of a 16 year old girl. Chapter 2 [...]

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Romeo Has A Raygun

Bonjour, mes amis Happy Monday! Here’s to hopin’ you dreamed a little dream in the last 48. Had a quiet weekend myself. Watched the Spartans win a few basketball games. Watched my friend’s teams lose a few. I’ve enjoyed that a little bit too much The Silent Sounding Sea Chapter One – The Young Boy [...]

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Grand Grey Lynx

Bon jour, Comment? Recently asked what my favorite period of visual art was, I had to stop short and address the subject through a broader, more general appeal. For me the best stuff happened in America between the end of WWII and the middle of the 1960′s…give or take half a decade. But not only [...]

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Happy St. Patrick's Day

Green! What up one and all…??.. Happy St. Patrick’s Day! I remember writing my St. P’s post last year and I am having a hard time believing that we have come back around to this verdant fest again already. The world…she does keep-a-turning… On that note, it’s time to celebrate! Remain present as I dish [...]

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The King of May

Happy Monday! How about another old-school poem to set the ol’ steps in the right direction… The Straits of Magellan (by Joe Nolan) strange and true and green and huge and waiting beneath seven miles of ocean. reflecting blades of daybreak grass, breaking toward the break of day and breaking into the space of the [...]

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