I Hate Going To The Movies

By Priest May 8th, 2015, under About Me, Movies

Sorry for the vanishing act, tied up with a client’s special event and investing a lot of time in my Earth II self over at PraiseNet.Org. I am planning to rebuild this blog (specifically) with something fancier hopefully sometime this month. I’d like to rebuild the whole site but who has the time…

No, haven’t seen Ultron thing yet, waiting to clear out the early fanboys; I despise going to the movies. Somebody always kicking my seat, some kid crying, up the stairs, down the stairs to the potty, somebody eating some hot meal with God-awful stench, people talking (my favorite), and candy in cellophane wrappers (why oh why?!); people constantly digging in, crackling the crinkly plastic instead of (d’huh) removing it and shoving it into their pocket or wherever.

I hate going to the movies. The sound in my home theater is usually 100% better, nobody’s kicking me. But you can’t beat that 40-foot screen (or IMAX). So, I tend to wait out the early crowds and then try and sneak in on a 10 AM Tuesday show. That’s where you’ll find me at the movies, when it’s just me and the folks from the senior center puzzled as to what they are looking at.

Anyway, more soon. Thanks DVD for the DUAL plug, and congrats on the new car.

–Priest

Dual: Some early thoughts (guest post)

By Dave Van Domelen April 7th, 2015, under Writing

“1953 was a bad year for me: I died.”  The narrator opened this way in an episode of the Goon Show, but then went on to explain that the night’s episode wasn’t about him.

In Priest’s second digital-release novel, Dual, the episode is about the dead narrator.  And not in the usual “the narrator will now relate how they came to get killed, in flashback” sense either.  The story moves forwards, and the dead guy plays omniscient 3rd person narrator, occasionally calling characters out on their BS.  (Don’t worry about spoilers, none of the stuff I’m talking about here goes beyond “book jacket summary” revelations.)

Like Zion, it’s a gritty crime drama set in New York City and its surroundings, with characters who are all broken, flawed, or horrible in some way.  Pegged to its original time-of-conception in 1994 by plot-important historical events, it’s a little more anachronistic than Zion was, but rarely to the point you’d really notice unless things like people extending the antennae on their cellphones bug you.

The Haitian origins of the main suspects (just because the narrator is the dead guy doesn’t mean he tells us who killed him right away!) are played up for both mundane and supernatural aspects.  The generally realistic tone of the novel would normally make me assume (at my current position around the 40% mark of the story) that old man Witherspoon’s mask would be pulled off in the endgame and all the talk about loa and houngans would be just people being superstitious.

But, you know, DEAD GUY IS NARRATING.  So all bets are off when it comes to the hoodoo.

So far, so good.  (Warning: certain scenes are of a graphic sexual nature, probably not something you want to read when strangers or kids could read over your shoulder.)

Pot: What We’ve Learned

By Priest March 25th, 2015, under Politics

The downside of legalizing marijuana here in Colorado: stinky people. Finding it difficult to ride mass transit here. The smell is simply indescribable. Not being a drug user myself, I can’t help but wonder: aren’t pot smokers aware of how badly they stink? I mean, some guy sat behind me the other day and my eyes began watering and I nearly heaved. What on *earth* was this guy smoking?

B.O. on an unimaginable scale. They need to start writing tickets for *that.*

No, Really: Seriously, Now…

By Priest March 24th, 2015, under Comics, Movies

Ant-Man? *Ant*-Man?!? Seriously? They do Ant-Man before they produce a Black Panther film?! Really? *Scratches Head* I thought that was a joke—YouTube fan trail-er. *Ant* Man…

Seriously, Now…

By Priest March 24th, 2015, under Politics

I can’t imagine why Ted Cruz believes he has any shot, any shot at all, of being elected president. I’m now turning my energy toward trying to figure out what he’s really up to.