ICON FILM DISTRIBUTION - Movies, Videos and DVDs - Australia and New Zealand

ICON FILM DISTRIBUTION - Movies, Videos and DVDs - Australia and New Zealand Part of the St. Louis Jewish Film Festival. A very sweet movie and touching. As the phrase paints it, a feel good movie. There's enough here to enjoy and enough for conversation after the movie. Not really all that deep but it does make cricket a bit appealing. The ska references were interesting as well as the peace sign button being tied to the Nuclear Disarmament movement. I remember looking that up a long time ago and reading how you take the semaphore flags for the letters N and D and that's how you come up with that symbol. Interesting but perhaps true, as usual there are probably other ideas on this but that's the one that sticks in my head. There's one other movie we are going to see in the festival, will write about that later.

Just Scribbling

Inner Journey Course - found an interesting journaling class. At least that's what I hope. I think perhaps good old fashioned ink and paper for this. Is it his paranoid mind or just a little privacy and that's how it should be who knows. Fear needs to be left at the door and approaches to the keyboard should be warm and thought out. Believe in yourself and the world. What is the past, or present/future for that matter. Are these questions we even need to ask? Where does any of that get you, relax and let things fall in to place. Kind of like watching leaves drift in a stream. Ah dreams of float trips...

Ditch Witch

Ditch Witch
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Back to writing classes and odd little inspirational photos. There is something really cool about machines, especially machines that exist right outside our places of work. Funny how a plain old Ditch Witch becomes some nasty impliment of destruction waiting to grind up some innocent passerby. Waiting, stalking, gazing at the clock and dreaming of a brighter tommorow. Dream little dreamer dream.

Beat 'em while they're down

Sometimes you need a good kick in the head before you see things clearly. Clear as an unmuddied lake, right. Just that lately there haven't been that many bright points and it seems that for some apparent reason that everyone including their brother wants to spit their worldly woes at moi. Life is but a wheel and we are doomed to suffer. Suffer and fret I shall not. Like I was seeing it some times takes a fall or two to realize how fricking blind one person can be. Truth be told, I really don't confrontation. Simply put it's just easier to walk away, honestly is all that "working through it" crap really going to change anything with some folks yes but in this case that would be a no. Sorry to say but somethings get etched in stone and others in sand. If you throw in the glove proverbially speaking does that mean you've lost or does it mean you are a bigger man to see your own misfortunes. That said I throw in the glove, victory is yours and lay defeat is not mine. Rather it is time to move on and explore the world around me. The things that were good have tarnished and no longer hold. Am I venting, perhaps but it beats crying at your desk and there isn't much to do anyway.

People Come, People Go

Strange last couple of weeks... people from the past keep popping up. Persons I had worked with from years gone by. Funny how we all get a bit older and a bit larger but we still are the same person. Smiles, look, walk, etc. Funny thoughts and lusty dusty twinklings that existed long ago seem to disappeared and now friendship ensues. Am I too nice? That is the question that goes through my head, and then that thought is replaced simply with what are you stupid there is no being too nice, idiot. So, then the question turns to why have I become such a shy kid. It's not one of those paxil moments where my hands sweat and situations make me paranoid and enviroments swirl around. Perhaps a vacation would cure these blues or simply take a couple of days off. Simple and yet.

blah to the third power

Friday afternoon - chat is flying and dreams of the weekend abound. In a sense of man I should be doing something I signed up for a fiction writing class. We shall see, hopefully it will be a wee bit more exciting than the last one. Looking for something a little more dry and exercise driven. Build up the discipline side of things and let it ride. Don't take that the statement the wrong way or someone may just slap you.

Decided to stop worrying about the job evaluation. Let the chips fly and see what happens afterall that's how I ended up here now didn't I. Besides the ability to ignore people is actually fairly easy, just apply happy face every morning and voila. Either that or do the old trick of putting people into your movies/scripts/stories. Makes the day go a lot faster. A virtual cornucopia of crap can be applied here ranging from ye old smut-o-rama to horror to the occasional g-rated pixar fanfare. It's a virtual crackride from hell all being played out in your head until some idiot yells Dave!

Happiness is like soup, sometimes you throw a bunch of things in the pot and it works great other times you get soup. It's kind of the same thing with people and work. It's not that I don't work well with others because I do. The thing is that lately it's become one of those I really just don't want to do what I'm supposed to do at work. Kind of like office space but I haven't been hypnotized. Like the weather, give it enough time and things will change. People are strange, never know what you are supposed to say or do. Compound on the fact you are big, funny guy and everyone thinks you are just the best. Maybe someone doesn't want to be the best they just want to be. Work toward a better tommorow, strive to learn. See beauty in things you may have forgotten.

Funny how the days turn into weeks and those weeks fold into months. The whole thing cycling through seasons, years, etc. I need to return people's emails, and phone calls. Sometimes an old friend will drop by and always it fills my heart with goodness. Be good and worry less let life flow.

Duh it's a movie

So it's finally been released... Rock and Rule. Where I saw this movie a long time ago I have no idea, all I remember is Lou Reed saying, My name is Mok. The strange thing is I love animated movies they're just great, truly. Call them cartoons if you will but this movie still rocks and I'm looking forward to it. Who knows maybe this will push me back into doing cult movie nights again. Life is a good thing and it's definitely improved with stimuli for the eyes and the ears.

Numbers

Not the book from the bible but numeric computational things. A visit to the doctor and a gentle nudging from the little woman and voila weight shall decrease. The little blip at the top is a constant reminder to count those points, who knows maybe this time around my life as a husky kid will cease. Needless to say it never hurts to lose a little weight. Clothes fit better that's for sure. Speaking of tracking progress and what not, picked up a pedomenter and so now I am looking for ways to land ten thousand steps. Who knew that you walked so much or worse so little. Anyways America on the Move is a fun little page. Lets you track your steps by steps or time and the tracking system is kind of cute.

Cute what a term. I try to avoid it, similar to nice. Avoid that one too, like the plague, and then laughs to himself. I have to wake up today, think positive and get back to worker. Not that much to do and so much time to do it in.

Time to Go

The little voices inside my head call out as well as the voices from home. Go Home, just go home. Well it's almost time and that is my intention as well as inclination. Funny how a short week can seem so long and a long week can be so short. June should be a crazy month. Things to do and places to go and that I do mean literally. This weekend should prove interesting. Bunco on Saturday night for what that is worth we shall see and moving someone on Sunday. The back begins to ache and the thought but hey what is humanity and for that matter friends all about. Mental note: take more pictures, just for fun.

Looks like we're back to trying to lose some weight. Good for the blood pressure and the old mental state. Not sure what that actually means but hey go with it. Anyways, Madoka is calling my name and so is a well deserved weekend.

Holiday Weekends

Weekends usually feel too short or simply way too long. This weekend not surely, mostly time is just hovering there out of sight and mind. Funny how lack of sleep clouds your judgment and thought processes for that matter. Road trips however, are a different matter. The open road and music blaring from the stereo as you fly down the highway, truly a wonderful inspiring experience. You forget how open and vast parts of the country are. The midwest rolls back into itself as the trees, rocks and asphalt zoom by. Coming home is also just one small part of the journey.

In a world of mayhem and chaos it's always nice to know there is a slushee waiting for you somewhere. Artificial flavors and colors of cola and cherry all swirled together in a brain freezing concoction. It's even better when enjoying said beverage a large SUV flies by at something under the speed of sound. The truly entertaining part is on great occasions you may happen to catch the happy locks of some happy person bobbing up and down upon the lap of some gentleman. The reverse is rarely a site you catch but this weekend my eye did spy the clambering of a hot little male all over some elated chica. A new love so blind and at ninety miles an hour blind to their surroundings. Does one wax and wane nostalgia about past conquests nah but it's still fun to see and reminisce.

Coming into work I pass by this bank, nothing unusual there. A woman gets out of her car and starts to walk in. Again nothing unusual but then a thought enters my head. She has on one of those woman's tank top things and my head starts thinking. She thinks that top looks really cute and that it makes her good looking. Guys are probably going to look at her and dream nasty thoughts of pearl necklaces and other Russ Meyer based delights. Ain't life grand.