Here is a snippet from a phone call I had with my dad earlier this week:Dad: You got some mail here todayMe: Oh yeah? Is it a check or a bill? I prefer a check Dad: Neither, but you have been picked for somethingMe: Really? What's that?Dad: Jury dutyMe: Shut up, no I wasn't, really?Dad: Yep, I'm mailing the summons to you today. I would have called the courthouse myself to tell them you can't
Being the longtime, avid, loyal, loving, beautiful and/or handsome reader of Blog Cabins that you are, it's time to support your Fletch. There's an event wrapping up over at the LAMB called Sirens of the LAMBs, in which members wrote narratives in which they picked a female "bad ass" character that they thought could whup up on other female characters in film.Yeah, it's uber-geeky (as is the phras
This is just to say if I suddenly disappear, it may be because I’m sequestered in a motel room somewhere, destined to sit in judgment of some alleged murderer or embezzler. I made the call and do indeed have to report for juty duty tomorrow…
Unless it involves some small producer suing Constellation or another such conglomeration, this probably won’t do me any good. And as I’ve been apartment hunting (with no success so far) in order to move across the Bay and cut down on my terrible commute, it couldn’t come at a more inconvenient time. Not to mention harvest is quickly approaching.
Cross your fingers and clink your glasses that they’ll not want to keep me.
Where does legitimate concern end and paranoia begin? A man finds himself walking that fine line in this tense independent drama. Terry Allen (Peter Krause) is an accountant who lives a seemingly ordinary life until he loses his job. Unable to buy the new house he was hoping to get for his fiancée, Marla (Kari Matchett), Terry spends most of time in his apartment, looking for job leads, sending out resumés, and feeling increasingly powerless.
As Terry watches more and more stories about the war on terror on cable news channels, he begins developing an intense suspicion of his new neighbor Gabe Hassan (Khaled Abol Naga), an Arab exchange student. Terry notices Gabe keeps late hours, takes out his trash in the middle of the night, and has a lot of visitors of Middle Eastern descent dropping by his flat, and slowly Terry becomes convinced Gabe is involved in terrorist activities. Terry visits Tom Hillary (Richard Schiff), an FBI agent, and tells him about Gabe and his habits; Tom does
Civic Duty is a thriller movie about a frustrated man who filled with suspicions to his neighbor about terrorism. After lost his job Terry Allen (Peter Krause) has nothing to do except watch news on TV at home everyday. The news is all about America’s “War on Terror”. When new tenant move in to the neighborhood, Terry consumed by his fear and begin to suspect his new middle-east neighbor, Gabe Hassan (Khaled Abol Naga). Even he’s trying to convince his wife Marla (Kari Matchett). But she doesn’t believe it. He goes as far as to report his findings to an FBI agent (Richard Schiff), who also appears not to take his contentions seriously. As Terry’s obsession with Gabe spins further out of control it eventually drives Marla out of their home. Convinced of the growing danger posed by his neighbor, Terry enters Gabe’s empty apartment only to find unfamiliar laboratory equipment in the kitchen. He also discovers an inexplicable cache of ATM deposit envelopes an
After having spent the best part of day one with my nose in my book it wasn't looking too healthy on the old jury selection front. So I arrived for day two armed once more with my trusty tome and settled in for another day of reading, secure in the knowledge that I would not be disturbed by the class idiot who fortunately for me had been selected on day one. Alas it was not to be, as ten minutes later an usher appeared and my name was called. After we were sworn in the judge addressed us. He explained what would be occurring, but most importantly he told us when we would be breaking for lunch. Then the prosecution Barrister stood up and outlined the case against the defendant. I obviously can't go into detail but suffice to say that it was a case of wounding. Then the defence Barrister stood up and outlined the case for the defendant. Throughout the course of the day a procession of witnesses came and went, their evidence duly picked over by each of the Barristers and the evidence
I turned up yesterday for my jury duty. Negotiating the airport style security was interesting. I handed over my bag to the friendly looking lady who immediately opened it and tipped the entire contents out into a tray. Lovely! The ladies will relate to my rather embarrassing confrontation with the odds and ends accumulated over a millenia. The battered tampon was however the least of my worries as it also transpired that I had a hypodermic needle in my bag. Not used I hasten to add. The contents of the tray, my bag and I were escorted to a small room just off the foyer. It was here that I was told by a very stern court official that I needed to explain myself. He didn't see the humour when I proceeded to tell him my life story. It was actually the needle he wanted me to explain, and so I told him about my work with the morally challenged and how on rare occasions I am tasked with providing new needles to the needy addicts. My warrant card scrutinised and the contents of the tray once
Since some of the search words leading people to my blog include "steaming pile of shit" I thought it only fitting to talk about the Shitty Blogs Cub.
Its this club see, where you join if you feel your blog is shitty, and if you are proud of its shittiness.
Be Proud! Be Shitty! Our logo says.
Being a member of the SBC, you can win such honorable titles as Shitty Blog of the Month ( Sparky was January's SBotM), or even Shitty Blog of the Year (2006’s SBotY honor was taken by aka_Monty).
Even more fun than being able to claim a month of a year to me yours in the shittiest, there is also a little game about to start up called Shitty Blog Survivor. If you decide to participate, you will be given weekly tasks to complete, if you fail to completely them, or suck worse than everyone else, you will be "kicked off the island" so to speak. Fun times for all.
But the best part is the forum. Or, rather, the best part would be the forum if anyone ever came in there and said anyth
Under democracy one party always devotes its chief energies to trying to prove that the other party is unfit to rule - and both commonly succeed, and are right.
-- H. L. Mencken (1880 - 1956)
I have done my civic duty and voted today. I went to my local grocery store since it was designated as one of the county's early voting location. For whatever good it will do, I, at least, can say I've
