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Heroes & Villains Blogfest SQM Version

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HvsVblogfestI though about this one long and hard. I wanted to make sure I got this right. This was a hard decision, but I think I have narrowed it down to 4 each.  Sorry, it’s the best I can do.  Heroes & Villains are what make the story worth while.

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Let’s start with the Villains:

Villain #4 – Loki from The Avengers
Villain #3 – Darth Maul from Star Wars: The Phantom Menace – scared the hell out of me as an adult
Villain #2 – Darth Vader from Star Wars: Return of the Jedi – scared the hell out of me as a kid
Villain #1 – The Joker – from The Dark Knight – brilliant performance by the late, great Heath Ledgerimages

“If you’re good at something, never do it for free.” 

Now, the Heroes:

Hero #4 – Yoda from Star Wars New Hope – there are no Jedi’s w/out Yoda

Hero #3 – Bumble Bee from Transformers 3 – the radio voice track and a heart full of gold.

Hero #2 – Maximus Decimus Meridius from Gladiator

Hero #1 – Tony Stark/Iron Man (the original) and The Avengers

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“Let’s do the head count here.  Your brother, the demigod; the super soldier, living legend who kind of lives up to the legend; a man with breathtaking anger management issues; a couple of master assassins and you, big fellow, you’ve manage to piss off every single one of them.”

What are your favorite Heroes & Villains?  

Tattoo Tuesday – Personal Statement

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Marvin by Tom Armstrong

See, they are starting out young.  But, Marvin is right.  A great reason to get a tattoo is to express your own personal statement.  But, figure out what your personal statement is, first.  I wouldn’t suggest you get a chef’s hat tattoo and then discover you can’t boil an egg or worse, getting a ‘Thug Life’ tattooed on your stomach when you grow up on a farm in Wisconsin.

My personal statement at the time of my first tattoo was to continue to be the kind of person who was always up for trying new things and having new experiences.  I was on a journey to have experiences that altered and heightened my consciousness.  I read a book in college by Andrew Weil called The Marriage of the Sun and the Moon.  If you haven’t read it, check it out.  Some people use drugs and alcohol, some use coffee.  There are guys in the mountains of Mexico who eat hot peppers to capture that high, if even for a minute.  Andrew’s journey to find the ultimate state took him to the mountains of South America where he witness an eclipse; a marriage of the sun and the moon.  That image was my first tattoo.

To a certain extent it is still my personal statement.  It is why I love to write, why I love to travel, why I love food and why I love getting tattooed.  These are experiences that alter my consciousness and are safer then drugs and alcohol.

What is your personal statement?  Do you think it is tattoo worthy?

Spoiler alert, they hurt and they don’t wash off, so you better be sure.

If you have a great tattoo story you want to share, let me know and I will feature it on Tattoo Tuesday.

Bizarro by Dan Piraro

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How cool is that?

 What do you you even call such a place?

One of my all time favorite ways to waste an afternoon is to wander around a book store.  I walk up and down the aisle of books with no idea what I am looking for.  I read titles.  I read the back cover. I look at the book cover art and without fail, I always find something thats interesting and something that I have never seen or heard of before.  No matter if it is the small independent book store in my college town or the mega book stores in every mall(you know who you are), I always find something that I just have to read.  I usually stick to certain sections such as brit chic lit, crimes/cops/PI stuff, and the travel section.  Occasionally, I wander into the cooking or biography section.  But, it never failed, there are always books that I have to buy; way beyond my budget and my book shelf space.
Before I moved to China this was a weekly ritual.  Now,  I am only able to partake in this activity when I am home for a visit.  Chinese books stores are nice, but hard to understand. (Note – I don’t speak Chinese).

I think I would be really disappointed if I came back to America and they were all gone.  My comfort, my source, my sanctuary, my inspiration, my book store.