
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Wait, Lady Gaga Isn't A X-Men?

Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
The Hunt

Jeremiah’s leg hurt. It was hot and he had been running for hours. He wasn’t running anywhere in particular. He just had to keep moving. The old man on the property would find him otherwise. If he stayed in one place too long, he was a goner. Like the others. His foot caught on an outcropped root sending his mangled figure to the dirt with a thud. Off in the distance, birds sounded. The old man was near. He had to keep moving. Just then a tiger roared and it was dangerously close to his face. Its eyes charged bright with yellow fire. It wrinkled its nose beneath a shrewd, predator’s gaze. Jeremiah held contact while slowly moving his hand toward the carved up, pointed stick in his waistband. The tiger growled lowly and flexed its shoulder muscles, then lowered its head. Jeremiah parted his lips, and poured out a softly sung Navajo lullaby: Tee-ah-ha-waaannna me-yip-yip-yee-ti-ha…The tiger cocked its head and whipped its tail spastically. It dug at the ground with its paws and backed up in something similar to a mating ritual. Jeremiah continued, his eyes now shut, raising his voice ..oh-hatta-say-namma-lay-laaallaaa… The tiger rolled on to its back and exposed its furry, soft stomach. Jeremiah held his carved stick in hand. His fingernails were scummy. A shot rang out and the stick splintered from his grip. The tiger snapped to its feet and growled at Jeremiah, the Navajo lullaby now forgotten. “I see you’ve met Sasha,” called the old man, decked out in kaki safari garb. He calmly reloaded his elephant musket.
“Had her since she was a cub. If there’s an animal more stubborn than the Indian mud-tiger, I’ve not met it.” Sasha purred at his side, nuzzled at his right thigh. “You win old man. Might as well do me in now.”
“Such sad words, but true nevertheless.” He leveled his elephant gun with Jeremiah’s eyes, pulled back the hammer and squinted. His tongue tip poked out from between his shiny old man lips. Jeremiah tapped into his secret Navajo vocal pitch, silent to humans, heard only by the animals. “Not so hard my dear sweet Sasha. You’ll have your fill soon enough.” The secret sounds in Jeremiah’s throat thumped into the tiger’s subconscious. Nee-ya-ahahahaana-may-ooooo… “Your mother was a witch. Good bye, my son—Sasha?” The tiger sank its teeth into the old man’s hip and the bones crunched like wet twigs. “Aaaaaahh!!” blood poured from his gaping wound like dessert sauce and he collapsed to the ground. The old man made a kissing motion with his lips, an old Slavic belief that if one got injured, repeatedly kissing the air would summon healing wound-angels. Instead Sasha bit off his arm and whipped it around like a chew toy. His kisses became less frequent as the blood drained from his body. “Well played…old boy.” Jeremiah shooed the tiger away and cradled the old man in his arms. He pet his cheeks, as was custom in the Navajo tradition. Teee-aaah-nahah-sha-sha-sha-ocha-meee. Jeremiah kissed his dying father on each of his open eyes. He brought his own eyelids down to each of the old man’s ear lobes and blinked so as to brush his lashes over the now dead flesh.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wait, what about China accessing my emails?
"We believe your account was recently accessed from: China"
Friday, March 19, 2010
Hey, that's not karate!
Friday, March 5, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Been really telling people about this new job
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Monkey King NOT Fear Hollywood's Shrek
| 'Monkey King' not Fear Hollywood's Shrek |
The Chinese cartoon, with distinguished advantages featuring Asian history and culture, should not fear competing with He made the remarks before his first cartoon film based on the Chinese ancient story of the Monkey King was put on show in The story of the Monkey King, also known as Pilgrimage to the West, is a mythical novel by Wu Cheng'en (1500-1582), telling of Tang Dynasty monk Xuanzang's journey bringing Buddhist scriptures from the west. Under Wu's ingenious pen, monkey-headed superman Monkey King, together with three animal-shaped disciples, accompanied Xuanzang's whole journey. They came across various devils who wanted to eat Xuanzang to gain eternal life, thus undergoing long hardship before reaching their destiny. "Such a story with exotic flavor of the East quite suits the appetite of the western audience, " Wang said, adding the martial arts films like "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" and "Hero" are quite popular among western audiences and have achieved high box revenue overseas. The show time of Wang's cartoon product will meet the Hollywood blockbuster "However," he said, "low cost does not mean low quality. 300 professional staff participated in the sculpting design of his cartoon, and a lot of interesting plot elements about youngster's life styles were added. "A good story and how to tell it is key to the success of a cartoon," Wang said. In the past, the As to the Chinese mainland, he pointed out lack of marketing methods forges the bottleneck of the cartoon industry. Refuting some insiders comments that the Chinese mainland is short of cartoon makers, Wang stressed the market will attract and give rise to more talent. Wang said the Chinese cartoon, based on ancient stories, should be innovated. In his "innovated" version, Xuanzang will quite often speak English, and the bull-headed devil will perform Spanish dance, all exploding people's laughter. "However, I shall never let the Monkey King ride a motorcycle," Wang said. "The Chinese cartoon will always focus on loyalty, friendship, filial piety and environmental protection, yet avoid moral teaching in a rigid way." As his compatriots observed, Wang, who has scored many Golden Horse awards, has turned his eyes to the cartoon film. Fever-like enthusiasm for cartoons has been passed on to adults from children, and the cartoon industry has become mainstream even to According to him, the sale of his cartoon's copyright in " (Xinhua News Agency August 4, 2005) |






