Autobiographical

[[wysiwyg_imageupload:934:]]It was the first Christmas I could recall without the presence of my father, George. Only days before, my dad – at the time, just 59 years old, which seemed so old back then but which now, at age 56, has me saying, “How young!” – had undergone the first of many medical traumas in his life. He suffered a heart attack.It was rough but my father must have been born under a lucky star. It was the holiday season and George was helping my mother out by cleaning potatoes for a meal. My mother noticed he was acting a bit oddly. She found him sitting at the kitchen table, a potato in his hand, staring into space.“What’s wrong with you?” she asked.“I’ve run out of potatoes,” he said in an odd monotone.“Well, then get some more.”

SELECTED BOND NOVELS IN PAPERBACK, 1950s-2011I'm a collector. Not a ticket collector or a collector in the Terence Stamp sense, but a collector of books, DVDs, and other odds and ends (others might call me a pack rat, but that's another story). One thing a collector likes to do is share his collection with others. Here [[wysiwyg_imageupload:370:]][[wysiwyg_imageupload:371:]] are some paperback novel covers from my James Bond collection. More to come. June 24, 2011[[wysiwyg_imageupload:372:]][[wysiwyg_imageupload:373:]]  [[wysiwyg_imageupload:368:]][[wysiwyg_imageupload:369:]]

Act NaturallyMy Life and Apar FilmsPart 2: Horror(The Place, 1972, 2011)[[wysiwyg_imageupload:236:]] 

(DON'T) LET THEM EAT CAKE from HABITAT, DECEMBER 2010[[wysiwyg_imageupload:225:]]Being on a board is like being on a diet. You know it’s for your own good, but it can get very tedious. Sure, you should eat soup and salad but doesn’t the cream-filled chocoate cake seem so much tastier? It must be better for you, right? You feel good after eating it – until you’ve eaten so much that when you look down you can’t see your feet anymore.