Five Fifteen a.m.
No baby, it’s still bedtime.
No mommy, let’s Play.
It would seem that technology has caught up with film making in an exciting way, the materials used by professionals in this industry and those used by amateurs are becoming increasingly similar, putting amateur film makers in the position, equipment and editing wise, of being just as able (or for those of us who are bitter about the second set of Star Wars films, even more able) to produce a block buster movie as Spielberg.
Here’s a clip demonstrating how a World War II D-Day invasion was staged in a few days with four guys and video camera.
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Also, it’s Haiku Friday again, so here goes my second attempt:
Warm, soft, fuzzy head
footy jams, gentle nuzzles
could I love you more?
Is it just me, or did Colbert go from goofy faux correspondent, to slightly less goofy faux O’Reilly, to a fox!
This is him on the Daily Show:
He was doofy, he was goofy. He did not wear a power tie, he did not have a Kennedy Bouffant. He was the weird counterpart to sarcastically sexy Stuart.
This was him when his own show was announced:
Look at that! POW! He pops, he raises an inquisitive brow! He has “it”. (Oh, and he is wearing a power tie. What is it with the power tie? Why does it make me think bad things?)
Now, it could be his amazing sense of humor, and the speech he gave at the White House Press Correspondents Dinner, which was a powerful moment in my political history and made me love him. However, even without these things, I think he has managed to increase his sex appeal.
In the end, it doesn’t matter, he had me at “Folks, the President needs a break. He’s like a Black and Decker cordless Dirt Devil vacuum. If you don’t recharge his batteries, he can’t suck.”
It is also Haiku Friday! Here is my first attempt:
Winter brings a change
Hillary gains momentum