"Ninja Assassin" – Wow, I really didn’t expect that. So you remember those kinda cheezy Ninja movies of the 80′s, i mean the revenge plotlines, the crappy soundtrack, the silly ninja antics….This is that movie with mucho gore CGI! However, I love this movie. Mind you I am a little biased. My favorite movie as a kid was called "Revenge of the Ninja" (Released in 1983) where a Ninja and his son watch his family killed so they move to America to be safe. Well they are not and the Ninja has to fight street toughs in ridiculous outfits, a big Indian guy with tomahawks (reference above picture) and ends up having to fight a white guy in a ninja suit wearing a demon mask in a badminton court on the roof of a building. It was the best movie ever and for some reason i rented it every weekend. Well the main character in this movie is played by the same actor as the ruthless ninja master in ‘Ninja Assassin," Sho Kosugi. It has been a long time Sho, and I missed you dearly but you really gotta quit fingering Ninjas and making them spit blood in your new movie. It is too bold after you’ve been gone for so long. The guy from Indiana Jones also liked to finger people, even stole their hearts but look what happened to him…. seriously, look at that face…. don’t let that be you. 

 

 

 

“Storyteller, Take The Dream Road”

By: Ian

Dedicated to my Oma Thea

I am the Storyteller,

From the time I drew my first grasping breath,

Until such a time as an untimely death,

I was given so much more than even I will ever suspect,

The giver is you so in return I give my highest respect,

For this gift lets me walk upon the Dream Road.

 

We live on in a place that will never forgive,

So we must make mistakes so we might never forget,

To take on the beauty only the lowly conceive,

To take all the sorrow out of the regret,

So we might take solace in the arms of one another.

 

I am the Storyteller,

Know well that I think much about what I say when I speak,

But first I must listen to understand the story in you that I seek.

The world shall shape the mould for the stories I would tell,

But the tapestry of soul was woven by the yard of your dwell,

So I might find my path upon the Dream Road.

 

So do not lose yourself in the things that will not last the road,

When we spend our whole existence losing more and more,

The things you will have when you are finished carrying the load,

Are the songs, the dances, the love and the lore,

So never push away the people who would share it.

 

I am the Storyteller,

In the dreams of sleep I find myself like a marionette on display,

The sincerity I invoke through my story is no mummer’s play,

But the dreams of wakefulness I boldly follow the few,

May the last words in my story be about how much I love you,

So I might never walk alone upon the Dream Road.

 

When it seems all would fall upon the darkest hour,

When irreparable the earth becomes beneath your feet,

When the fates would strip you of all your power,

Follow faith to the source and let your heart sing indiscreet,

So we will never be denied to mark our own history.

 

We are the Storytellers,

So let us intertwine our stories together,

Forever and Forever more,

So we might walk amicably upon the Dream Road.

Fin.

 

So in closing, farewell my friends. I made this adventure a long one but I find the writing theraputic so thank you if you decided to follow me this far. I wish you all well in this twenty-ten, may it bring wonderful things to you and yours. Take care out there, it is a damn scary world.

 

Listening to: "Forsaker" by Katatonia

Reading: "Stone of Farewell" by Tad Williams

                                                                                                         -L’M'B

 

P.S to Nancy or anyone looking to pick up a new book:

Here is what you shall read:

 

1) "A Game Of Thrones" by George R.R Martin
2) "The Lies of Locke Lamora" by Scott Lynch
3) "Heroes Die" or "Blade of Tyshalle" by Matthew Woodring Stover (Give Time, hard to pick up on jisst right away)
4) "The Darkness That Comes Before" by R. Scott Bakker (More complicated uses of the English language)
5) "The Night Watch" by Sergei Lukyanenko (Give time, translated from Russian)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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that was pretty good, but we need to step it up a little bit. I wan’t Ice Cream to stuff the depression, some thick beats to bring funk into the soul and some mad hot librarians making sexy time with the Bad. Internet, make it happen!

 

 

they won’t let me embed the video…..bastards. Oh Well be old fashioned then. Click the link to wax yer dink. This Milkshake will bring the boys… to the Dentists Office?

 

 

later,

                 -L’M'B

Listening to Easy Love of course.

Reading Walking Dead Graphic Novel #10

 

 

 

 

 

So I have been pretty event minded lately. I’ve been doing my best to catch up on doing things. Well it has been 2 years of not really being out there and having mucho funanas! I’ve been to 5 campfire Gatherings this summer already. I got to go see the Lego Exhibit at the Science Center, added a few pictures to my highlight reel on the page. Lego is neat, recognize!!!! Also there has been mucho Motorcycle badassery on the go, I even had little Jason Pisswarm come down and cruise with me in our new bikegang, "The Scorpion Deathstingers!!!," pretty cutting edge I know. Actually we never consulted on the name but there is just two of us and I have just assumed leadership….Recognize!

 

Also, I got down with Hammertime. Now my very first cassette tape was MC Hammer, truth. Followed by Simpsons Sing the Blues or some crap. Anyways, that man raised me with his gentle hearted jams. In fact I feel confident that we are close enough now that I can call him Uncle Hammer. Well Uncle Hammer had a show at our ex, here in the Queen City. What I noticed about this experience was that while the crowd was waiting for Uncle H to begin, it was less like people waiting for a show and more like a Clan Rally lynching. A lot of people were muttering things like, "If he starts preaching i’m gonna lose it," & " I can’t believe we couldn’t find something better to do than MC Hammer." Lets just say I was distressed about this. I was afraid my yokel bretheren would turn away from the goodness that is Uncle Hammer and go so far to make this another Matt Good "Shoe Incident" Mind you he is the Hammer and would probably catch that shit on his feet, just before another oh-wee-oh-wee-oh. So he gets on and people are pretty quiet, little kids are shaking there things. The Hammer is wise to this and starts telling a few stories, does a tribute to MJ, does a shout out to the 2-Pac, and by the end everybody thinks he is just 2 Legit to Quit, he Turn’D that Mutha Out! You can tell he has been in his biz for a while and he knew how to win over a crowd that wasn’t his, job well done. Even better he got a few of his kids out there dancin it up or singing with him, well played. We love you Booby and Jeramiah! His 2 Pac story was a little funny, it goes as Hammer was not feeling a few home boys, so he was spinning some record in the studio calling down some bitches when 2-Pac came in and told the Hammer to stop. 2-Pac said Hammer, don’t be calling out those home boys, that is Pac’s job, Hammer you are there to make everybody feel good. That is when Pac told the Hammer that some of his songs got him through prison. Sweet, NO? Uncle Hammer told it better, but don’t take my word for it, take Levar Burtons…. he spins the Hammer tracks as he prepares to LaFORGE alien bitches from east to west quadrant.