Yet another new day

I met someone today, someone who I really enjoyed dinner with and believe it or not a nice roll with her Chihuahua.
I say roll because she’s an amputee and paraplegic.  It’s not what I’m used to in a woman, but we sure did have some stories about life to tell.
Thanks Heather it was a great night out.

Did I love prince?

No I didn’t love him or his music as so many of my generation did.
Yes how ever he was the sound track of my early life. 
Lets go crazy was always in my headphones

My mantra, something that kept the wheels on  my bike moving.
I repect his music, and his memory will keep me going


I don’t know the whys and where’s of who I am.
I should be able to trust  just let go.
Let it all out.

Maybe that’s why I dream of her… it could be you

Letting me cry, JUST LETTING ME LET GO. 

but it’s not her.

I wanted, I sincerely loved.

But she just doesn’t , get my need to just cry and let it all go.

Up late

I’m up late struggling, it’s hard.
I just had a fight

Sometimes every word is hard.

I miss you, I want you,  I need you.

A simple life

Amongst all the stress of the last few months, I can’t say that I’ve found a refuge. But I’ve found a nice pause.

I had a incredible stress free, looking back to being productive life welded in my brain. Each drive a quiet time to calm things. I was VERY resistant at first, worries about winter and seclusion.  But my short time out there was a revelation, my stress dropped to zero. I ENJOYED doing mechanical things.

To my mind things were getting better,  I will not cannot speculate about other issues. All that I knew is that I was relaxed and feeling  good .

That’s my peace

Blocking talk

There are some things about the Canadian legal system I just don’t understand and there are some things I absolutely understand.
When a couple implodes there is no mechanism for discussion, none zero zip.

Believe it or not I respect that tradition it keeps men and women safe from harm.  But it also limits, within limits the socal and legal resolution of a relationship.

When a safe and sane couple can’t talk even with a chaperone it just leads to the fueling of bitter feelings until the resolution is done.
I’m not talking about reconciliation, just the reclamation of assets.

When both parties are grieving a relationship a quick and simple division of shared assets should be available before it becomes a he said she said battle.

Unfortunately I’m in that mess, she has a sizable hold on my goods and other than good will I just have to wave by by.

I hope that cool heads prevail,  I don’t wish my partner harm.  I want her to thrive and grow.

But we can’t have both sides, let go or hold on tight

We all work to be better people, and I know you did to.

I still love you , perhaps we could start with a talk.

Batman Vs Superman: The Dawn of Justice. Bob’s Review

I’ll try to stay relatively spoiler free, but read at your own risk.

I know that he critics have been slagging this movie without mercy and believe me it does have its flaws without a doubt. But I did find it enjoyable if tedious.

This movie picks up where Man of Steel left off in a battle royal between Superman and Zod that leaves Metropolis in ruins. Thousands die, and one Bruce Wayne is severely pissed off.  Having witnessed the destruction of his metropolis office tower and collateral damage along with most of downtown.
He vows to eradicate the menace that the Kryptonian poses to all of humanity.

Enter a very unlike Lex Luthor Jessie Eisenberg, blond flowing locks, and hardly a hint of menace.  Naturally Luthor plays the eternal foil, and is driving things behind the scenes.  Cue the betrayals, the inevitable kidnapping of Lois Lane and some Singing in the Rain ultra-violence. More of Gotham and Metropolis are destroyed and I’m sorry to say to those of the female persuasion Superman gets his ass handed to him again, and again, and yet again.

It was almost comical to see Kal-El puff his chest out turn his eyes red with rage and then fight like the cub scout he really is and fail in tactical thinking or even rational thought.  I hate to say it but it was like watching Batman and Lex Luthor playing Lucy to Superman’s Charlie Brown. Yanking out that football from out of his ever trusting toes.

In the movie they keep referring to Superman as a God on earth, yet he is soundly fucked up by both friend and enemy alike.

But my real sticking points lay in cinematography, in 3D much of the action is so close up and fast it’s impossible to follow.  Pull out, give us some wide-angle shots. I don’t need to see every pore on every face, or bead of sweat.  When the action is fast and furious I found myself guessing as to what happened.

Also the dream sequence mid first act unless the viewer knows a great deal about the powers of yet to be properly introduced concepts and characters is just in my opinion a waste of time and the audiences patience.  It served no measurable purpose to me at least.

The first act jumps willy nilly from location to location, and the final sequences drag on like a plantation scene of Apocalypse Now.  On, and on and on.

Having said that though the Wonder Woman scenes were succinct and interesting.  Watching the demigod Amazon in action was one of the highlights in my viewing experience.

All in all I would agree with others that this is a hot mess of jumbled celluloid, but it is big dumb popcorn movie fun.  Expecially if you’ve always wanted to see Batman kick Superman’s spandex ass into the ground.

MY RATING: 6.5 out of 10