Fair Gabriella

(From ``Sleeping under the cross’’)

 

Juan knew he should have been recounting his ordeal to Gabriella

Oh she was beautiful. Her hair was like drying corn. The strands of gold shone out. Her eyes green like the plains. Green and full of life. Her body, concealed in dark serge. More bountiful then his masters fields. Juan knew Gabriella had got her letters from somewhere Oftentimes Juan wondered if the maids wit was greater then his. For simple Gabriella parried his approaches like an expert duelist.

Juan never doubted that the great God in heaven has a plan. Yet he had often seen, that his earthly Lord had trouble realizing his scheme on earth. Someone needed to oil the muskets, and keep the street rats, and Indios from running riot. The great General relied on his Captains.

A Captain, should have a woman, to comfort him.

Thus Juan would have been relating the importance of his role in  recent events. Juan would be impressing on fair Gabriella the dangers that he had faced both beast and man, whilst out hunting. The horrors he had seen. All of it! The he would catch her, hand in his, and tell he had worried about her. .. Then leaning in. As Gabriella inhaled, and her breasts rose.. As her teeth flashed

She would tell, him with as face as grave as a Bishop dealing with a heretic. She needed to make the prayer. That she had promised her departed Aunt. A rosary, on her saints day. Her Aunt must have had many names..

Arggghhhh!!!! Juan wanted to break something

The food at least smelled good. Then again, he could not eat it. Juan was the eunuch at the harem, in that respect. His duty was to keep an eye, on the townsfolk, and an eye, on the House.

There was beef.. It would have been a good dowry’s worth of fat calves that had been slaughtered. There was Pork and lamb, too. Good meat. No Rats. No plains beasts. Freshly killed today. A butcher served the housewives and widows. Whilst the maids wrapped the meat in thick leaves. The Chief Cook, eyes never left Gabriella. As Aphrodite was envied amongst the Goddesses Gabriella was among women. The men and the boys in the crowd all tried to catch her eye and be served by her. They all smiled and stood straighter. Gabriella kept her eyes down. At the table she was as modest as aged Mother superior.

No one was fool enough to say a lewd word. The maids, and the housewives, were safe. Some of the townfolk  had brought jugs, to collect watered wine. The Great O’Neill's hand was always open.

Bon anniversaire Charlotte

Happy Birthday Granniog

Update 29 August

I have a cold sore today. I think I had stomach troubles last night

I slept well last night. I got an accidental call, from LG. It was awkward today. Then again one of my co workers I despise might be leaving.

I am not sure if I can go to NC. I want to break the cycle of things.

Wit and Wisdom

Seen in a drycleaners window, in a more upscale neighbourhood

Rage

One of my co workers, has got a job on a nurses helpline

The bastard

Edward (Ted) Kennedy

(1932-2009)

Died this morning, 77. After a battle with cancer. Last of the Kennedy brothers. Father of the Senate.  Always standing in the shadow of Chappaquiddick and Camelot

Old Skool tie

I had to get my glasses fixed. I walked past my old High school.

This was the staff entrance. We were not allowed to walk through it. Until our final year. The staff room was next to the entrance. You were not allowed to knock on the staff room door. You had to wait until a teacher entered or left. There was the line for the week, posted next to the door of the staff room.

Another view, of my old School. We had to cross over the street, to get the new building. Notoriously a kid grabbed his balls, when they were filming a promotional video for the school, and it got into the final cut.

Last picture is me, frowning at the bu stop, I used to wait at to catch the bus home. Next to the Bus stop is a large fancy Hotel. The Hotel , had a set of hedges where I once found pornography, from what must have been from the early 1970s.

The journey home, always seemed so long.

There used to be stewardesses and other Air crew, using the hotel. I used to stare at them. I was 11 years old. Coming home by myself. I spent years hoping some nice lady from Cathy Pacific or Icelandicair, would take me up to her room, and make dirty things with me.

I lost a school bag, sick. At the Bus stop. We have one of the textbooks at work. It would have made a lot of difference when I was 15.

One final factoid. One of my  American friends aunt was a stewardess about the time I am talking about she asked where I was from. She asked me did I know a cafe, that is or rather was just round the corner from the bus stop. I said yes…

Lady remembered the boys,from the school staring at her…

Inglorius Basterds

Its several stories joined together. The Basterds a Jewish force behind German lines To terrify the Germans. There is the story of a Jewish Woman hiding in Paris. Who is has a German soldier pestering her for attention. There is the Jew Hunter Colonel Hans. A great performance, by the Austrian Actor.
Christoph Waltz
People forget, Austrian ruled the Balkans, and it ruled them hard
Affable Austrian charm. All cream, and smiles. Then he kills people
Most of the film is subtitled. There are indeed several jumps in language. French to English. German, to English. A plot point hangs on a trait of body language
Colonel Hans name checks Reinhart Heydrich. The Hangman of Prague
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reinhard_Heydrich#Reichsprotektor_of_Bohemia_.26_Moravia
The most beautiful Daughter of the French  Dairy farmer is called Charlotte. Yes I have found this to be true
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mélanie_Laurent
Is lovely.
Its nice to see Diane Kruger act. Playing a German movie star, fraternising with some troops in a French cafe.
As a war film its not bad. The depiction of Goebbels seems right. The Sniper, makes a dig at the French bourgeois to curry favour with him. Goebbels is touched when Hitler praises his film.
The climax of the story in the cinema, has Germans banging on bolted doors. As they will be burned to death.
The Basterds, however are somewhat jarring. Pitt’s Aldo belongs in a different movie. Why is he a only a lieutenant?
Of all the films, Brad Pitts segments were the least enjoyable. The Barters maim and torture their prisoners. They are by any correct definition unlawful combatants. One of the number is a German Murderer. They are not in uniform.
Strictly speaking it’s an AH film. Is that reference to Nantucket deliberate?
Its not a bad film. Tarrantino  has learned to write  Women. Indeed foreigners.  I wish he cut out the cartoon violence though

The Minstrel boy

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RJudJ9S579A

I love that song, I loved that show.

`` I am not going to win this one ‘’

Away to the Fitba

The soccer season started today. I went to a football match.

My team drew 1-1. They were unlucky. I thought we were cheated out of a penalty. As the opposing keeper, caught hold of one of our forwards

There was also a lady. With huge breasts. Who rather gamely walked up and down, several steps of stairs in front of the crowd. I admired the artisan ship of her brassiere

A candle in my window

The last of the summer sunshine slipped away. Though I am sure there will be some fine days in September.

There are those who wander, who I wish would return home

Smiles better

I managed to get some sleep last night !

I went to the Dentist today. I escaped with just a polish.

My Dentist had dyed her hair, and I did not recognise her.

She told me I had been taking very good care of my teeth.

Its nice and warm. Pretty girls in summer dresses, grace the streets. I walked in some of the way too work. Sat in the courtyard, enjoying the sunshine.

I am kind of scared, I have the flu though :(

Belated Birthday Greetings

Happy Birthday Mrs A Rhodes….

1 out 12

I went to work today

I listened to my music

I kept busy.

I stayed out of the way.

Tomorrow, I have to do it, all again

Such is my life now.

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday Mag…

Everybody draw the dinosaur

Playing with the drawing feature on my new phone. I then cleaned it up, via paintbrush. The text should read 100 MYA BC

G. I Joe

It’s a toy commerical. Its really silly. Its not bad
The film starts in France.In the 1640’s  With a Scottish laird. The Clan Chief of the Macallans being prosecuted for selling arms to both sides. As a punishment he is forced to wear an Iron mask
We fast forward to the future, and the modern Macallan is selling arms, to NATO. Who have a base in one of the stans?
Sienna Miller has a lot of fun playing the Baroness. She gets some good lines. ``Nice shoes’’ After she pushes a frightened office drone out of a lift during a robbery
General Hawk, is listening to 1940’s music. When there is a raid on the base. The pretty blonde corporal is killed. Stabbed by a one of the baddies That and incident, involving friendly fire seen in flash back. Tells the audience. A lot of whom are going to be boys. That violence has consequnces
There was in light of that a fight between the young snake eyes and Storm shadow. The boys fight it out in the Kitchen. With knives, and one of the boys turning on the gas, and lighting it to attack the other.
Mr Eko from Lost plays,  Heavy Duty  with his British accent. There is an Arab Techie. Oh and Ninjas so all demographics covered
Brendan Fraser gets a cameo. He and Mr Eko watch Ripcord, and Duke train to be part of GI Joe
One of the Wayans clan plays Ripcord.
Great stunts. The final battle is a bit tedious. The set up for a sequal to obvious. Just enough bite to make it enjoyable
OHO Rachel Nicols from Alias, plays a redhead. She was hot :)

Take Care Meike

A big hug for my Meike,

YOU WERE TOO GOOD FOR HIM

doth Murder sleep

I went to sleep at around 5am this morning. The ending of things with the girl at work, left me restless and troubled. The closeness of the season, did not help either. I sleep in a converted attic, behind black curtains. I must look like a crack dealers lair.

Since, two of three years ago. When ever I have been troubled by a woman, or a crisis of some such. I can’t get to sleep. Which starts of something of a vicious circle. As I worry about being tired at work.

Then I pass out, and I am rudely awakened.

Insomnia, is a a quiet cruel demon, who stalks you when you are alone

Yesterday's Song



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJsHLHNx

Sansom and Deliah, by Shirley Manson.
It is a cover of an old ``Grateful Dead'' number. I had not connected Garbage, to one of my favourite Songs. ``Stupid Girl''

We will forego a rant about Windows live writer, and You Tunbe's blogger service not working together.

I heard the song. In the opening episode of the SCC's Second season. Cameron, the female terminator goes mad, and tries to kill her charge John.

So why do I like this song.

Firstly, I am feeling a slight nihilism, a rage. Like the Anger of Achilles. I feel I have been slighted.

It reminds me of my friend, Valya. Valya, is my protector. My Sansom or Achilles. I guess that makes her slighty dangerous. I am glad she is there for me.

Update 9 August 2009

My parents had their anniversary on Thursday of the last week. They are married 35 years

I posted two chapters of Sleeping under the cross, up on its website

I am quite hungover today

I was watching :

Mein Leben Fur Irland (My Life For Ireland) DVD

http://www.ihffilm.com/22970.html

A strange fish. A German Propaganda film, set in Ireland in the 1920s. Curiously the Irish rebel leader is named Devoy. Which may be a reference to John Devoy, or to Dev himself

What did you do? I spent my Sunday watching Nazi propaganda

I send my best wishes to those who are still celebrating Jamaican Independence day

Uncertainty is hell

Missy called me last night. We had spoken at work

I am in two minds.

I don’t want to be cheated on. Pushed aside. It is awful being with someone at work. I am calmer when missy is not there.

Perhaps I over reacted. Perhaps she is just too young.

Then again I do miss her

I am dumped again

Missy, played table tennis after work. With a guy I work with. I despise the fool.  She told me about it. I assume she had dumped me, there and then.

So, I was sad for the rest of the day

After work. She send me an sms, asking me, what was wrong. I told her. I felt jealous. I told her I am a jealous person.

She said, she doesn’t deal with jealously

Tomorrow will be agony

A postcard from Irisha

A lovely Postcard from my friend Irisha. She remembered me, whilst enjoying a trip to Croatia

The Taking of Pelham 123

It is a remake. Its lacks the hang dog, charm of Walter Matthau and George Costanzia's father as one of the villains.
As well as Robert Shaw, as the first articulate English baddie
John Travolta over acts. 

Denzel Washington is fine. As Walter Garber. The MTA official
James Gandofini, is playing the mayor of NYC. Tired of the fickleness of the plebs. A man who does not even like the New York Yankees.
Gandolfini is not going to be Giuliani. Funny in the last movie I saw Jim, he was not being Colin Powell
John Turturro puts in a solid performance as the NYC lieutenant. There is a will written scene where he interrogates Garber, briefly. Asking him if he chose his desk
There is a twist, with a revelation about Gerber’s past.
Chris from the 4th series of the Wire. Turns up as one of the passengers. An Airborne ranger. Amongst the others are a yuppie who can’t pee in public. A geek who is chatting by webcam with his gf. 

A  mom and her son make up the rest of the pack. Aside from a few camera shots at some Emo chicks.
Travolta’s character took a Lithuanian ass model to Iceland.
It is, a decent forgettable thriller. It would kill a wet Sunday evening or a three hour flight

Accident of Birth

A short story inspired by an idea of a German victory in WW1

Washington 1940. (Somewhere past the horizon)

He would let the man speak. Anything else would be wrong. It would be petty.

It would detract from the solemnity of the moment. Even at Weddings the Priest allowed for dissent
How did the Vice president say it? ``The Buck stopped here''

For a moment The President felt a smithereens of sympathy for his guest.

The Viscount Halifax. A tall spry Man. Born into a Big House. With a crippled hand.

In another walk of life. That would have made Halifax a pauper.

Yet an accident of Halifax birth. His name written on a baptismal certificate in some English country Parish. Made him a man of means

The president found his memory leading him down the lanes again.

Halifax and him, were alike. It was an accident of birth that had been his salvation too

He had been spared, when all else where
killed. He had survived. He remembered the city of his birth, full of ragged
people off the ships from the old country, hungry and desperate
He realised now he had been the first of them. The first into exile. He would never see his Grandmothers cottage again It had almost been too much.

Left alone with his Nerves, had been to know purgatory in this life. Yet purgatory is not Hell. In its cleansing fires. One feels the presence of the Almighty
one night, he had heard a voice Perhaps it was God. Or one of the Saints.

Lord knows he had never mentioned it to a Priest.

It had been hard enough for trawling for votes in Alabama.
The voice had told him that he had been spared for a reason. That God had a plan
for him. He had been a soldier. He was a Soldier A soldier with destiny
So he had spoken out. Against the War. Against all wars. He had spoken for the
Small farmer. He had spoken for the Church. He had opposed the Industrialists, the Bankers and the Bluebloods. The economic Royalists

He stood shoulder to shoulder, with Protestants, Jews Negros and even Chinamen.

For God, and the Republic. He had remade himself.
The American people had heard him. The American people had done more. They had
elected him.
The Englishman had finished speaking.

``Well Mr President? ‘’The Viscount began....

`` We will not open our ports''

Those were the final words on the matter of Eamon DeValera.

New Yorker, and sometime Irish rebel. President of the
United States of America......

Another Dinosaur post

I was presented with a toy dinosaur, It has joined my collection.

Here it stares at the SF section.