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Sunday, November 27, 2011

Friday's Flick Picks


New Release: Twilight: Breaking Dawn Part 1


After just over a year, the Twi-nomenon has returned in all of its twi-glory.  Twi-hards can be heard rejoicing all over the en-twire world.  The twi-series is back to earning to some major twi-bucks.  Okay, that’s enough of that.  Love it, hate it or just not really caring much about it at all (I place myself in the latter), TWILIGHT is guaranteed for at least one thing; complete Box Office dominance.  It did not disappoint earning itself a spot behind the very epic DEATHLY HALLOWS PART 2 that premiered back in July for the second highest grossing opening weekend this year.  Not bad, but there is a line to be drawn between quantity (ticket sales) and film quality. 

For those of you who follow my writing you might remember my mini-adventure involving ECLIPSE.  If not, you can read it here.  Those of you who don’t should hang your head in utter shame.  Since I put time and effort into that film, I figured I might as well attempt to do the same for this one.  Only I didn’t, I was simply invited and figured ‘why not?’, if anything I’ll earn myself a free 2 hours of sleep.  But while I actually felt that BREAKING DAWN’s predecessor was a semi-decent film, I don’t really feel like I can say the same for the latest chapter however.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Poetry Corner




Drunk Texting

Some habits in Life can be tough to admit
Some shameful, some secretive, some brushed away with a gesture
But this one is really not, so I’ll stand and introduce myself
Hello, my name is Sean and I am a Drunk-Texter

More of a chronic disease really than an awkward habit
I don’t drink much but when I do I am guilty
Of pulling out my smartphone, turning it sideways
And drafting embarrassing text messages by the plenty

I don’t think they’re all bad, Personally
Some are to females I care of with feelings emphatic
My mood changes from sad to sweet
From down to upbeat, from mad to romantic

I turn into a true blue poet
Someone who carries his heart by his side
Who isn’t afraid to smile, a real change takes over
One that sees Dr. Jekyll without that Mr. Hyde

I can’t deny that some I have very much regret
Unlike any that I’ve written while sober
I pick a girl, grab my heart and begin to pour
So embarrassed after the fact, I wished I didn’t know her

One girl knew she was on my mind,
And that I cared deeply for another
The next heard I wanted to make her mine
But the last saw that I Loved her

I’m sure she knew that it wasn’t true
Probably saw me the same as other despicable men
Recklessly clicking away on the glass screen
Letting clouded emotions spill from my drunken digital pen

Every other day I keep my heart behind a heavy door
The Corona that passes over my lips seems to pick the lock
It opens the gate for many others to enter
Floats my emotions to the top and makes room for the Ciroq

I’m fortunate that in my liberated state of mind
I haven’t done anything to deserve a slap
Including licking beer off of a females chest
And resisting to give another’s ass a hard smack

I’ve been accused of drinking & texting quite often
But it’s a good thing that I never do it alone
Some people make sure their boy takes their keys
True story, I ask mine to always take my cell phone

Society looks down on this deed as being bad
I see this act of intoxication as an art however
Feelings that which are otherwise hard to admit
Fall from fingertips into messages that later will add to your terror

Usually the drunken truth is spoken
And this is because of alcohol, the liquid bravery
So sometimes you should pay attention to those texts
Because they may hold importance, some kind of intimate savory

If those Vodka & Cranberry thoughts weren’t real
Then why on Earth would they ever be said
They had to emerge from somewhere, someplace
They were just tired and Jack Daniels helped get them outta Bed

Drunk people only say what everyone is thinking
Things outrageous like who the hell lives in Kansas?
Or unspeakable acts they would do to that girl
Yes, I am a drunken artist and this keyboard is my only Canvas

My only wish is that when you read you do not judge
I do not deny that for texting under the influence, I am notorious
Someone should be there to stop me with a sobriety test
I’d fail every time but my words would be beautiful and quite luxurious

I know its something that I need to stop
But no matter what I write, I always feel like Im winning
Usually afraid to speak, I am each time the quiet one
But this Long Island Iced Tea always seem to give me an opinion

Either way, drunk or sober
I see the situation and feel like I cannot goof
I mean what I say and I say what I feel
What I feel is not always cuz of Absolut, but it’s always the absolute truth






Friday, November 11, 2011

Girls are Stupid, Boys are Somewhat Smart part 6



...which brings us to the finale.  It's finally over, the last part of my mild tirade on why females should rely more on their common sense sometimes over their emotions.  Hopefully those of you who have been reading this have grasped and understood the actual concept which is not me simply bashing women. I love them way too much to do that.  I'm just trying to save the world, one misguided female at a time.



Last Part (I promise):

I came across a pretty insightful statement that compared the rash decision making that women do to the rash decision making that parents do when their child is at stake.
“A women’s natural maternal instinct just may be a large part in why they rely on their emotions so much.”

A parent under stress about the welfare of their child isn’t always thinking clearly.  They are only seeing the end result.  An end result that consists of their child being ok and everything returning back to normal.  The path that they choose to reach that end result may not always be a logical one.  But that’s the thing, they don’t care.  Their kid is what lies in the balance.  Females are similar because they think more with their emotions than with their brains.  They allow their feelings and what they want to happen to over shadow what probably should happen.  They have a “let’s get this done now” mentality.  When sometimes they should use a “let’s discuss what the best way is for us to get this done so we’re both happy” mentality. 

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Girls are Stupid, Boys are Somewhat Smart part 5


...and we push on.  This part acknowledges the great power that women already know that they have...and where they have it.  It also tries to enlighten females to the fact that there are men out there who want much more than just what's in their pants.  I know, you're probably shocked.  Here's what to do: 1. Catch your breath that you lost after reading the above statement. 2. Collect yourself enough to pay extra close attention to the words that come next.  When you're ready, you may begin.


Part 5:

Before the not-always-wonderful world of marriage comes about, you need to be able to weed out the good ones from the bad ones and the not so right for you ones.  I know I’m not going in order here but I don’t really care, it’s my article.  You collate men the same way that we collate women.  By using our common sense.  Ok, well our common sense sometimes comes from a different area a little more southern than yours does.  But we do have our moments when we are done looking for those kinds of girls and ready to start looking for these kinds of girls.  Girls, women, females, same thing.  Bear with me.  Fact of the matter is, use your head ladies.  Then use your heart, a little bit.  Again don’t push away the nice ones because quite frankly they don’t always come back.  Then you all know who you’re stuck with.  It’s either them, other women or your vibrator.  So choose wisely.  Wisely being the most important word here.  That’s when your common sense comes into play.  Wisdom plays a decent amount into the quality of your common sense.  Although I’m sure you all already know this but the first part of your wisdom comes from the fact that you hold all of the power.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Girls are Stupid, Boys are Somewhat Smart part 4


...and it moves on some more.  Now the topic shifts to the ever touchy subject of Marriage.  Even guys don't mind talking about this "used-to-be-hated subject matter" nowadays.  Well at the right time.  Don't bring it up while he's watching the game if you don't want your feelings to be hurt.  What?  It's true.


Part 4:

Now let’s say you’ve finally found that perfect guy.  He’s tall, clean cut, muscular and his wallet weighs more than he does.  Flawless.  Don’t do something stupid like immediately bring up the topic of marriage.  Marriage is a touchy subject nowadays.  It really isn’t how it used to be and how it was meant to be in this day and age.  Marriage is more closely related to being a trending style that comes and goes depending on the season.  Some people get married because it’s the “in” thing to do.  Then, guess what, they get divorced because it then becomes the next “in” thing to do.  It wasn’t meant to be treated like that.  Marriage, hate it or love it, is an idea that is only intended for those who have truly indeed found the “one”.  Not just the one that looks great in boxers or drives a Mercedes or the one that bought you those earrings that can reflect the heat of the sun.  But the one that will take care of you when you’re sick.  I mean really sick.  Not a small sniffle sick but you have colorful, very unappealing liquids leaking from different parts of you sick.  That’s real love.

Monday, October 31, 2011

Girls are Stupid, Boys are Somewhat Smart part 3


...and it goes on.  This portion will speak on whether Mr. Right or Mr. Right Now is better for you.  Yeah, You (I mean if you're a female).  It also gives a birds and the bees explanation about how 'Assholes' are born.  Spoiler: a stork has nothing to do with it.  Again, enjoy.


Part 3:

Next topic: Choosing Mr. Right or Mr. Right Now.  Which one should you take?  That all depends not completely on your common sense level but also what you are looking for at that specific time in your life.  You might be at that stage when you’re ready to settle down, put a stop to all of the nightly clubbing and loose sex with complete strangers you’ve been having and pick just one guy.  One guy to spend the rest of your natural life together.  Just One.  Not one until you grow tired of him and find a seemingly better model for you to upgrade to.  No, just one.  Sorry.

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Sean's Halloween Horrorfest



The day that they call All-Hallows-Eve is upon us.  Every year we think about creative ways to dress up our children in cute and funny little costumes so they can pretend to be someone else for a day.  The more candy they bring home the higher their confidence and energy rises along with parents’ frustration of now having super-hyped children doped up on sugar running around the house.  Halloween also gives women the excuse to dress in skimpy outfits and not be ridiculed for it.  Honestly, I think if females could wear these outfits to work, they would.  I mean we (men) aren’t going to stop them.  We’ll simply have to sacrifice some production at work to get another type of sweets; Eye-candy.

Those of us who love film, however, coincide Halloween with the horror genre.  Oh, how we love it so.  For us, Halloween is an excuse for us to scare the liquid crap out of those un-brave souls who always prefer to watch another type of movie.  Well this is our time and we reserve the right to embrace it.  No, I haven’t seen every horror film in the very vast library of spookiness and I will even admit that I am missing some of the classics on my career list.  But in my quest to see as many as I possibly can before the good Lord decides to return and place judgment upon us all, I was able to see and deem an opinion on these select couple that will follow below.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Girls are Stupid, Boys are Somewhat Smart part 2


...and we continue on.  This second part focuses more on the non-necessity that is drama and the even more needlessness (I think that's a word) of it being present in a relationship.  If you want that relationship to last anyways.  Enjoy.




Part 2:

Back tracking to using your common sense about making the right choice, all I want to say is this: USE IT! That is why God provided us with it.  You have plenty of other attributes that He also gave you to use for other things.  You want a college degree? Use that part of the brain that controls intelligence.  You want to go running?  Use your legs.  You want to coerce you dude into doing something for you?  Bat your eyelashes, use your “sweet” asking voice, your unfair right to withhold sex and the power of your precious vagina.  You want to keep a good man?  Don’t make petty excuses not to keep him like his hair grows funny or he doesn’t have a specific job or he snores in his sleep.  I’m pretty sure you snore in your sleep too but he doesn’t tell you because he knows it might make you feel self conscious about yourself.

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Girls are Stupid, Boys are Somewhat Smart


First of a six part piece discussing my thoughts on females and common sense.  Feel free to comment about any and everything.  Just because I'm a guy doesn't mean I'm close minded so I hope that you read with an open one.

Part 1:

Yes, the title does say that and yes, I did come up with it all by myself.  But no, I do not exactly mean what the title says.  Well, to an extent.  You see when I say that “Girls are Stupid”, and I’ve used that phrase plenty of times in my existence, I don’t exactly mean all females are blithering idiots.  This has nothing to do with basic and pure intelligence.  I’m not questioning your smarts because you may have failed to do substantially well on that rather easy open-book exam back in high school.  What I am questioning, again only to an extent, is the female level of pure and basic common sense.  Common sense and intelligence are of two different categories. 

Monday, October 17, 2011

Poetry Corner

"Sex $#!t"



More than just sex, I wanna give you my excess
This and that, Everything left over from past Ex’s

Things taken way back from unsent text’s
I hope to see a shooting star and make you my next wish

So much trust, I feel safe to enter unprotected
Remove our clothes and throw away the contraceptive

Before I proceed I must stop to give you a wet kiss
Down below, more than a meal, girl You’re the best dish

Your body squirming, my tongue got you grabbing your necklace
Made a move with my finger and your legs almost broke my neck disk

I signed my name right there cuz this ain’t no guest list
I should be the only one down here cuz they ain’t no guest lips

I come up for air like I’ve been under the deck ship
I pull out the sledgehammer because I’m about to wreck this

You grab my arm and I think maybe you don’t want to test this
But the provocative look in your eye says “Baby, come get this”

A low squeak escapes your lips and I find those wet hips
Because I want you to really feel it and they make the best grips

Every taste of your sweat makes me eager for the next sip
Your pelvic bone stinging against mine like a brand new latex whip

A long while later and I’m sure the neighbors heard the best of it
Tried some stuff that had you flopping around like a wet fish

We lie next to each other, bodies still pulsing, basking in our own sex mist
Nail marks in my back, teeth scars on my ear, I know you’ll never forget this

by M.L. Kasper Kain

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Poetry Corner


Bad Memories


I still remember picking you up at your home and swallowing hard when I saw you.

I remember taking you to that restaurant where we chatted and shared dessert after knocking down some pins.  

I remember you holding my hand after I reached for yours during our stroll before an impromptu movie.  

I remember sitting in the theater debating whether or not I should kiss you when I took you back home.  

I remember aiming for your cheek but you slipping your lips in the way so they caught mine.

I still remember a stupid, nervous remark I made about you having "nice teeth".

I even remember picking you up and carrying you to my car.

I remember our nicknames for each other, yours starting with a "W" and mine with a "P".

I remember expectations falling short soon after.  

Now you're with someone else and I try not to remember...but I still do, you see.  

Now I kind of wish you could remember me.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Poetry Corner











"Hurricane Party"


Hurricane

Storm

Special state of mind

Feeling that way

Phone Call

Raining

Watch her Arrive

Wind whistling

Perfume

Hips

Breasts

Lips

Bedroom

Clothes

Off

Legs

Separate

Wet Inside

Wet Outside

Howling

Her Inside

Wind Outside

Finished

Water hitting the window

"Thank you” Kiss

"Goodbye" Glance

Clothes

Back on

Watch her Leave

Wet Walk of Shame

Ain’t nothing like a Hurricane Storm Party


by ML Kasper Kain

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

No Phone Zone


















“No Phone Zone”, Oprah’s ongoing movement in regards to keeping Americans off the phone while driving. But like any plan of action to create a safer America can we really say this movement will make the impact she seeks?                           
                                                                                                                                              
  Walking down the street and especially driving in your car it’s almost impossible to not witness the wired American; whether its blue-tooth in one ear or phone in one hand technology seems to consume our lives.  
                                                                                                                                                                    
  We all want to live in a safer environment but while laws have been implemented to keep us off the phone and attention on the road it hasn’t seemed to counteract with the fact that about six-thousand Americans and half a million injuries are caused by driving while on the phone each year.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

After 9/11...


“Land of the Free, and the Home of the Brave”, I can say in a great abundance of gratitude that those last few lines haven’t rung more true than on September 11th, 2001.  This event held the nation or even the entire world at a standstill. We watched in shock, screams and silence as this complete horror took place before our eyes. After the following days that pursued we knew it would take a great deal of time to pick ourselves up from the attacks and return to life as normal but as New Yorkers and Americans we did what we could to keep on moving.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Review Blood: TRUE BLOOD Season Finale Re-cap of Ep. 48



Episode 48 and done counting (until next season)… “And When I Die

My fellow fans of one of the better HBO original series, I write to you this time with a shocked and rather saddened demeanor.  If you’ve been following my re-caps of the show that I sometimes refer to as the Blood that is True, then you may already have an idea as to why I am so sad.  As much as I would love to begin this final review of the fourth season with that very reason, I must start at the right spot.  That spot being the beginning.

Jesus quickly realizes that something is not quite right with the love of his life, Lafayette, when he tries to kiss his boyfriend goodbye.  After a pretty awkward lip-to-lip exchange, he receives a fork through the hand for his discovery.  Elsewhere, everything seems pretty normal after the battle with Marnie.  Even though Halloween is upon the town of Bon Temps, its citizens are all carrying on as normal.  At least as normal as they can.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Please Silence your Phones, and your Mouths


I’m sure it’s all happened to us.  You finally find some spare time to take in a movie.  You check your local listings, find someone to go with, arrive at the theater, empty half of your savings account for two tickets, locate the theater playing your film, seek out two seats, nestle into them and prepare yourself to enjoy roughly two hours of uninterrupted entertainment. 

Wait; did I just say the word ‘uninterrupted’?  It appears that I did.  I’m sorry, I was referring to life in an ideal world.  A movie world that just doesn’t exist unless you’re rich and have managed to build your own in-home theater.  A film sanctuary that you can retreat to when the burdens of actual life have become too much to bear.  A place where there are no ticket lines, concession stands, sticky floors and gum-stained seats.  Where the lead-usher is none other than yourself and you reserve the right to remove anyone you damn well please because, simply put, you can…and oh, you will.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Friday's Flick Picks


New Release - Conan the Barbarian (2011)

Anytime a classic film is remade, there runs the risk of comparison.  Comparison which essentially works against the remade version.  It sets itself up for imminent failure when trying to recreate the success that another film has already created.  I could sit here and list a good number of remakes that have been released over the past couple of years but that, my fellow film fans, would probably take forever and a day.  It seems that Hollywood has chosen to take delight in recycling as many stories that it possibly can.  Sometimes it works out; sometimes it tanks horribly and ends with a devastating crash and mega explosion that claims the careers and reputation of everyone involved.  Conan the Barbarian kind of sits in between those two places for me.  I mean even if such a place exists.  Trying to dust off any betrayal to Mr. Schwarzenegger that I felt for wanting to see this film, I walked into the theater with mixed emotions.

Stargate: Atlantis and Game of Thrones alum Jason Mamoa takes over duties playing Conan in this recent version to the 1982 epic.  I really liked the first 15 minutes to the film.  It focused on a young Conan played by youngster Leo Howard, who also played a young Snake Eyes in G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra a couple of years ago.  He played the character a little too far on the sadistic side for my liking but it played out in the action sequences that he was a part of.  With a knowledge of martial arts (did his own stunts in G.I. Joe), I see bright things for this kid in the future.  So, Conan loses his mother at birth and loses his father, Corin (Ron Pearlman), years later when his Cimmerian village is raided by a bandit named Khalar Zym (Stephen Lang).  Zym is on the search for a special magical mask that will, of course, allow him to be pretty much invincible and “rule all the land”.

Revisiting Jill Scott's Summer Block Party Tour


Not even a hefty amount of heavy rain and some thunder could stop the show that was a part of the tour that made a stop in Virginia Beach this past Sunday, August the 21st.  Jill Scott’s Summer Block Party didn’t allow the moisture that fell from the heavens to rain on its summer parade.  Rocking out the Verizon Farm Bureau Live at Virginia Beach’s Amphitheatre, the tour stop was well worth weathering the storm.  It definitely held true to its claim of “rain or shine” as stated on the ticket.  Luckily the weather let up a little to let Ms. Scott’s fans enjoy themselves to her soulful sound backed by a live band.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Review Blood: TRUE BLOOD Re-cap of Ep. 44


Episode 44 and counting…"Spellbound"

This week we’ll start things off a little different.  Since the episode began with how last week’s ended… with Jessica about to be turned into a very crispy vampire by the sun.  Our resident hero, and member of the Bon Temps sheriff office, Jason comes to her rescue just in the nick of time.  I began to question just how he managed to wrestle her to the floor, him being a mere human and all, but she quickly took over.  But not to resist him, to deliver a kiss on his lips no doubt for saving her life.  To this inevitable gesture, he responds with a very passionate kiss of his own.  He returns her to her resting place besides Bill who states that they are forever in his debt.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Me vs. Emotion

"Where would you be without them?"

In all honesty, I didn’t think writing about this was going to be as difficult as it wound up being. I do realize it’s a bit of an odd topic to discuss it’s something I’ve been obsessed with for as long as I could remember. Emotions. It’s hard to define specifically what an emotion is, yet it’s the driving force behind each and every one of our actions and decisions throughout our lives. Similar to the soul, they help to define not only who we are but why we are the way we are. It’s possible the two are even linked somehow. There are dozens of different emotions we all experience throughout our lives but I’ll only discuss very briefly the different ones we are all familiar with.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Silent Suffering


He pulled his car into the parking lot and shifted it into park.  He looked around the small, quaint restaurant before exiting the vehicle to see if he noticed the familiar gray coupe.  No, it wasn’t in that corner.  He turned to look in the other part of the lot.  Nope, not there either.  That was weird, she had texted him and said she was only a couple of minutes away.  Just as that thought crossed his mind, the two-door sports car rolled past his car and parked a couple of spaces away.

He quickly looked away before she could notice him.  Out of the corner of his eye, he could see her get out of her car and begin to walk toward the entrance.  She looked as good as ever.  Her jeans cupped her body; the tank top she was wearing revealed just enough skin to make a man wonder what was underneath.  To top it off, her heels made a slight sound on the pavement that seemed to whisper the word sexy with every step.  He watched her walk all the way into the restaurant.  What a show it was.  After she disappeared behind the front door, he took a deep breath and stepped out into the parking lot.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

How about...Dinner & a Movie?

Going on a date?  More specifically a first date?  What should you do?  Where should you take her?  Food is always a good idea.  Feeding your date has got to be the number 1 thing to gain some kind of positive cool points with her.  With her stomach full, she just might forget the fact that you don’t drive a Mercedes.  Oh, and to those guys reading who actually own a Mercedes, news flash: she’s only paying attention to you for your car.  Ladies, where would you like to be taken on a date?  What would you like to do?  What do you like eat?  All great questions. Yes, fantastic questions.  But with plenty of different answers.

            Unfortunately for those of us on an actual budget, those different answers can mean many different price ranges for that evening.  Yes Nicki Minaj, I look at the price tag.  But although the cost of a date may be important on a certain level, a more important aspect is the actual date.  What to do while you spend time trying to get to know someone?  Being a gi-normous lover of film, quite frankly I can probably go to the theater every day if I could (again, my budget does not permit this, movie prices are not going down any time soon).  Whereas whomever I deem lucky enough to allow to hang out with me for an evening may not embrace my same desire.  One that lets me sit in a dark theater and either thoroughly enjoy or ridicule a film that Hollywood or an independent filmmaker has placed on the screen in front of me.  So what to do?

Jersey Shore Season 4














Yeah, Season 4 Yeah!! The JERSEY SHORE squad are taking their talents to Florence, Italy. The mother land. Everyone is back to see what havoc and mischief they can get themselves into in another country. Also, to see if they can smush any Italian girls...yeah, and I guess guys too. The season premiere airs next Thursday night (the official Jersey Shore night) August 4th only on MTV. Let's see if the show can continue its success as the network's all-time number one watched series. Check out the extended trailer, a clip and promo below.

Friday, July 15, 2011

Friday's Flick Picks


New Release - Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows Part II (2011)

Sitting in the theater I waited surprisingly patient for the conclusion of the end.  The end of an epic, the end of an era, the end of something rather big.  Heck, you might as well call the Harry Potter series this generations Star Wars.  Yeah, it lasted two more movies than the latter did but still, it’s that big a deal.  I got there pretty early, finished up my nachos and reluctantly listened to the mixed crowd of mostly young and quite annoying people count down the time until the final installment began.  Finally, the lights lowered, the speakers awoken and we were met with about almost 10 minutes of previews.  The only one I was really, really, really (did I use enough really’s) looking forward to was The Dark Knight Rises.  Yeah I saw it already but I was actually a little nervous to see it on the big screen.  After it was over, I kind of felt like my evening had reached its climax.  I realized I was more looking forward to this 1:36 teaser trailer than the actual feature film I had paid money for.  It was then that I knew what a woman felt like whose partner didn’t quite last as long as she had hoped.  But, thankfully, that all changed about a half hour into the movie.

Harry (Danielle Radcliffe), Ron (Rupert Grint) and Hermione (Emma Watson) are still looking for the Horcruxes.  For those of you who don’t follow, these are seemingly random items that are the keys to defeating the Dark Lord known as Voldemort (Ralph Fiennes).  He has recently gathered the Elder Wand (a wand that makes its owner unbeatable) and is gaining strength.  The crew as I call them must desperately find the remaining Horcruxes and destroy them in order to have any shot at defeating this wizard.  Throughout the film, and book, they enlist help from any and everywhere they can possibly find it.  All the way up to the point where You-Know-Who comes gently knocking on the walls of Hogwarts castle looking to kill “the boy who lived”.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Poetry Corner


Fast Cars to Toolbars
History lessons aren't always good
Toolbars will leave u drunk in a bar
Previous calls will cause progress to be stalled
Accidental clicks will make her clock tick
Its a battle of good and evil
And which side one will choose
Who's who and what's what
Her story is skewered by the sewer she inhales
Oxygen, hydrogen, aqua, WE fail
Deep inside, his story is open 
While hers is linear,
Their hope for heartbreak
Is left to a cellular
Search, a temporary internet file
A wall post, a newly discovered profile
On a site meant to be tucked away,
Damn is history here to save the day
Or slave her astray?


by ThaAntagonyst

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Me vs. The Internet

"I’d like to welcome you to the new age, an age where the world is at the beckon call of your fingertips."

Welcome to the internet age. I realize that yes I’m only a few years late writing about this but I was feeling nostalgic one day about how excited I used to get as a kid to go to the music store whenever an album from a band I liked came out, and how because of the internet I’ll probably never get to re-live that sort of excitement (also due in part to the fact that new music is horrible… Lady Gaga or Katy Perry anyone?). It then got me thinking about how other aspects of my life and everybody else’s has changed because of it and well, that’s my excuse for writing about it now. This isn’t going to be so much of an ‘one side or another’ piece like my monogamy and marriage blogs, but just more of an observation of this new internet age we live in.

Friday, July 1, 2011

Friday's Flick Picks

New Release - Transformers: Dark of the Moon (2011)


Despite all of the ongoing negativity of the previous Transformers film, Revenge of the Fallen, the great and all-powerful Michael Bay has returned to bring us what is said to be the final piece in his trilogy. Dark of the Moon looked awfully awesome in pretty much all of its trailers. But, as I said to myself, someone who grew up watching the animated series on television and who also watched the entire original 1986 movie on You Tube one night for the heck of it, Bay’s films always look great in their trailers. This is true. Anyone care to disagree? But I simply couldn’t prevent myself from getting uber-excited as the release date drew nearer and nearer. I thoroughly enjoyed the first film and was slightly disappointed with the second. Hoping that they would bring a darker edge to the story and cut down on some of the comedy, I bought my ticket and sat in my seat.

The story to Dark of the Moon feels like it wants to be complicated, like it wants to be one of those science fiction plotlines that will keep you so fixated on every word that your eardrum might begin to bleed. But it’s not. It’s pretty basic and easy to follow. This is a good thing. A good thing because for a film such as this, you really want to just sit back and marvel at the special effects and action. In a nutshell, it has come to the attention of our hero Autobots that a spaceship from Cybertron, their home planet, actually crashed on the moon back in 1961. It has also come to the attention of our hero Autobots that there are humans that knew about this event and who failed to mention a word of it to anyone. Upon further investigation of the ship, Optimus and Ratchet discover another Autobot on it. I’ll use the word out-of-commission to describe the state that he laid in upon the ship.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Poetry Corner

C'est la Vie

She’s bed bound, gazing into his eyes
His hands slowly creep up her thighs

Things got steamy when he pulls the cover over his head
This moment so romantic, rose pedals all over the bed

Top drawer, pull out the rubber
Because she’s too young to be some baby’s mother

There are other dangerous things to put into consideration
Like having an STD affiliation

She fell in love instantly or maybe it was lust
But little does she know, he already left her in the dust

Seven missed calls and a thousand texts later
She finally figured out that he doesn’t want to date her

Sad, angry, miserable, hurt, oh, the pain
Tears flowing just like the rain

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Me vs. Marriage


“…and the prince came to rescue the girl and they lived happily ever after.”

Ah yes, the fairy tale. Those lovable stories we all read as children about being rescued and living life happily ever after. Fairy tales, the main source of fantasy that makes us want to find that ‘perfect’ someone (more on that in another article) and live out the rest of our days holding each others’ hands and all that other crap. So we set out and hope to find that one person to someday call husband or wife. Now let’s ask this question, do you remember the days when marriage was about basking in the love two people shared with one another? I don’t either, because nowadays the whole ‘institution’ of marriage has become something of a joke. Between those who treat it as such and those who have their own agenda as to why they get married in the first place, the notion of having to be married to someone has become a bit silly in my eyes. Lives have been crippled by messy divorces and victims of spousal infidelity and loveless jail-cell like homes have driven people to do unspeakable things. So why is there such a need for people to take this big of a chance? What are they trying to prove and who exactly are they trying to prove it to?

Friday, June 17, 2011

Friday's Flick Picks

New Release: X-Men: First Class (2011)


We know how we all feel about the previous X-Men films. And, well, that feeling is not too good. Personally, I felt part 1 was decent but weak at the same time. I honestly really enjoyed the first sequel. The action, introduction of new characters and overall plot was great. Then we were introduced to the third installment and we wanted to cry. Cry due to mourning over a franchise which seemed to have such great promise. Then news dropped of several possible spin-offs depicting our favorite mutants and the telling of their origins. First up, arguably the most popular X-Man, Wolverine. Our tears from the last movie were followed by the laying of black flowers on the franchises’ grave after that project. It did wonderful at the Box Office, despite being leaked prior to its release, but the quality of the movie was pretty subpar. We removed our funeral clothing at the end of the day and prepared ourselves for no more X-Men movies. Well at least we hoped.

Our hopes were first met with news of an origin story for Magneto. We gasped and prayed that they wouldn’t demolish his iconic standing as they did with Logan’s. We also heard of a possible project for Deadpool. Another gasp escaped our lungs and more prayers followed. Then there was quiet, a much welcomed quiet. Then that silence was interrupted by rumors of a completely separate project to display Charles Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters before they were actual heroes. Another gasp began and then halted when we realized that Bryan Singer, who directed the first two films, wasn’t directing this one. He did produce it but director Matthew Vaughn took over the official helming duties. Skepticism still arose but they I think it can be put to rest now.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Random Literature

I Remember

"The farthest star in the sky burns the brightest."

I'll always remember the first day I met you. You came into my life so unexpectedly and within an instant left me completely breathless. We were introduced so nonchalantly but it took all my courage and brainpower just to form words in my mouth. "Don't say anything stupid Andre. Don't mess this up." These were the only words swimming in my head as I desperately tried not to make myself look like a complete fool in front of you. We only spoke for a few minutes but that was all it took. I was convinced that no matter the circumstance you and I would grow old together.

I'll always remember how you consumed my every thought. I would sit and allow all my fantasies with you; adventurous... sexual... lifelong... to run wild with no limitations. Thoughts of you would accompany me in bed at night along with the same questions I asked myself every  time you popped in my head.  "Who exactly is this woman and how has she taken me over like this? I didn't know these kinds of feelings could exist in something like me, so how is this happening now? Why her? What is it about her?" I knew you and I would meet again in the future and I eagerly anticipated what our next encounter would be like because it was then that you were to going to find out exactly how I felt about you.

Friday, June 10, 2011

Poetry Corner

Everytime I Walk Away From You


I don’t see you all that often
But still get nervous all the same

On the way I’m good, I feel fine
Drawing nearer and nearer, I slightly panic

The closer I get, the more my heart quickens
Pounding through my chest trying to escape

Probably wanting to run away
To avoid anymore inevitable pain

Falling upon you, my eyes halt for a moment
Each chance is like seeing you for the first time all over again

Your skin so silky and smooth
Doesn’t have to be sunny for it to shine

Instinct says to reach out and pluck you, like a delicious fruit
But like to Adam, you are forbidden to me

Avoiding your eyes because I know that I will lose control
Surely things will spill from my mouth, like those 3 precious words

Tryin’ to play it cool, focusing on other things
Such as the task at hand, exchanging our beloved treasure

Hard to admit so I keep things to myself
Like the times I miss you more than I miss him

Departing your presence, I always want to stay longer
But we both know that would never work

I’m too stubborn to suggest
And you don’t feel the same as I do

My heart goes from pounding to pieces
Every time I walk away from you

Finally achieving things in my life, many of them good
But success means nothing without you to share it with

Feeling like cuts in my wrists, knife through my wounded heart
Or a rope around my neck would be better

Looking away from remindings of you
Cuz I can’t handle the memories




Fighting back tears as I drive away
Oh, how badly do I always want to stay


It’s said times like these, you should pray
But I don’t even think God can make this a happy day


Can’t force you to love me, wishing the pain would end
How would it feel if you never had to see me again?





by ML Kasper Kain

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Me vs. the Tech Nation

"The Nerds Have Won!"

So I was on the train the other day and happened to noticed what has become the acceptable fad nowadays. At least half the people in the car had their nose buried in some kind of tech device. A few months ago a TV personality Chris Hardwick made a comment about this saying "the nerds have won!" I agree with this somewhat, but to what extent did we actually win?

Whenever I see someone toying around with their smartphones and/or blackberries (that sounds dirty) and/or tablets (i.e.: ipads), I can't help but think that 10 short years ago, showing just a remote interest in these kinds of gadgets would have been considered nerdy by most people. Think about how many people had internet access in their homes during that period, back in 2000, and think about how many people are on facebook today. But what really has me raising an eyebrow to all of this is how so long ago I would have been made fun of for being into all this techie stuff, and now I'm almost made fun of for not giving a shit about it.