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I need your help, Luke. She needs your help. I’m getting too old for this sort of thing. Red Five standing by. I want to come with you to Alderaan. There’s nothing for me here now. I want to learn the ways of the Force and be a Jedi, like my father before me. She must have hidden the plans in the escape pod. Send a detachment down to retrieve them, and see to it personally, Commander. There’ll be no one to stop us this time! Obi-Wan is here. The Force is with him. All right. Well, take care of yourself, Han. I guess that’s what you’re best at, ain’t it? No! Alderaan is peaceful. We have no weapons. You can’t possibly… I call it luck. The Force is strong with this one. I have you now. Remember, a Jedi can feel the Force flowing through him. I don’t know what you’re talking about. I am a member of the Imperial Senate on a diplomatic mission to Alderaan– Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at your side, kid. As you wish. You’re all clear, kid. Let’s blow this thing and go home! Look, I ain’t in this for your revolution, and I’m not in it for you, Princess. I expect to be well paid. I’m in it for the money. Kid, I’ve flown from one side of this galaxy to the other. I’ve seen a lot of strange stuff, but I’ve never seen anything to make me believe there’s one all-powerful Force controlling everything. There’s no mystical energy field that controls my destiny. It’s all a lot of simple tricks and nonsense. The plans you refer to will soon be back in our hands. Alderaan? I’m not going to Alderaan. I’ve got to go home. It’s late, I’m in for it as it is. Obi-Wan is here. The Force is with him. What good is a reward if you ain’t around to use it? Besides, attacking that battle station ain’t my idea of courage. It’s more like…suicide.

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Merry Go Round

Oh I beg to differ, I think we have a lot to discuss. After all, you are a client. I’m a sociopath; there’s not much he can do for me. I have a dark side, too. Pretend. You pretend the feelings are there, for the world, for the people around you. Who knows? Maybe one day they will be. Makes me a … scientist. I like seafood. Tell him time is of the essence. Tell him time is of the essence. I love Halloween. The one time of year when everyone wears a mask … not just me. You’re a killer. I catch killers. Makes me a … scientist. I’m Dexter, and I’m not sure what I am. I am not a killer. Only you could make those words cute. I have a dark side, too. Finding a needle in a haystack isn’t hard when every straw is computerized. I feel like a jigsaw puzzle missing a piece. And I’m not even sure what the picture should be. I’m not the monster he wants me to be. So I’m neither man nor beast. I’m something new entirely. With my own set of rules. I’m Dexter. Boo. You’re a killer. I catch killers. I love Halloween. The one time of year when everyone wears a mask … not just me.

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Reaching The Moon

Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff. They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong? Did I mention we have comfy chairs? *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me! It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’! *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! Saving the world with meals on wheels. You’ve swallowed a planet! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you? Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff. All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong? You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME!

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Miaow – Bubble

Bender, quit destroying the universe! What are you hacking off? Is it my torso?! ‘It is!’ My precious torso! You, minion. Lift my arm. AFTER HIM! Bender, this is Fry’s decision… and he made it wrong. So it’s time for us to interfere in his life. That’s not soon enough! Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! Morbo can’t understand his teleprompter because he forgot how you say that letter that’s shaped like a man wearing a hat. Dear God, they’ll be killed on our doorstep! And there’s no trash pickup until January 3rd. Aww, it’s true. I’ve been hiding it for so long. Daddy Bender, we’re hungry. Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! Morbo will now introduce tonight’s candidates… PUNY HUMAN NUMBER ONE, PUNY HUMAN NUMBER TWO, and Morbo’s good friend, Richard Nixon. Is the Space Pope reptilian!? Why yes! Thanks for noticing. And remember, don’t do anything that affects anything, unless it turns out you were supposed to, in which case, for the love of God, don’t not do it! Yeah. Give a little credit to our public schools. That could be ‘my’ beautiful soul sitting naked on a couch. If I could just learn to play this stupid thing.

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