More than a 5K Away

I have gotten onto some odd email lists somehow (presumably by applying for jobs that are really just data collection tools for spammers and fraudsters).

This one, though, goes to my Hotmail address (28 years old and still humming although Microsoft might be making it harder if not impossible to use) all of a sudden: Realtime crime reports in, what, Utica, New York?

I’m almost afraid to learn why something thinks I live in Utica, New York. I probably have multiple properties which I’ve optimistically valued for bank loans or something and am subject to the full sanction of New York law.

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Movie Report: RED (2010)

Book coverStrangely enough, this film came out within months of The Expendables (the original) in 2010, and it spawned a sequel as well. So it’s easy to compare and contrast them: Both assemble superteams of Boomer action(ish) actors showing that they still have it. This film, though, features Bruce Willis, Morgan Freeman, John Malkovich, and Helen Mirren as the good guys and Richard Dreyfuss as the bad guy. So these are more serious actors than you get in the Expendables films, but to the same result.

Also, let it be noted that fifteen years later, we still have Boomers as action heroes because the Generation X actors are too pretty, and, c’mon, man, Shia Le Beouf? You want to make an actor with that name into an action hero we can aspire to be? Shia? Le Beouf?

Bruce Willis plays Frank Moses, who lives a lonely life whose only outlet is tearing up government checks and then calling the help line, where he talks to Sarah Ross (no relation to Barney Ross–or is there?), an analyst who helps him but who has gotten to talk to Frank about other things as well. When a black ops hit team tries to take out Frank, he takes them out instead and heads to Kansas City, Missouri, to protect Sarah, whom Frank knows will be in danger. But she’s a little reluctant, so he kidnaps her and takes her to New Orleans where he can get some information from a colleague, Joe, who’s in a nursing home (Freeman). Joe finds that a reporter in New York was working on a story was recently killed, but she had a list of CIA agents working on a mission in Guatemala in 1981…. So Frank gathers his friends, including a former Soviet agent and a British sniper, and they find a plot that goes all the way to the vice president who wants to be the president–if he can get clean from his past.

So it’s got some set pieces, some reverses, nice flourishes. Definitely a touch headier than The Expendables and its sequels. Willis was still Willis in the film. Amusing, and I’ll have to keep an eye out for the second in the series.

The film had Mary-Louise Parker as Sarah, the younger woman who flirted with Frank over the phone and then came to like-like him.

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Another Skeptic Speaks

Springfield’s forgotten palace: A cautionary tale for today’s convention center dream:

Springfield’s current push to build a modern convention center complex echoes a similar campaign that began 120 years ago and resulted in an impressive, innovative facility.

However, today’s promoters should hope that history doesn’t completely repeat itself, because that early 20th-century convention center was financially troubled and only lasted a couple of decades.

The earlier idea to build a huge auditorium and exhibition space was prompted in part by rivalry with neighboring Joplin, which in 1900 had a slightly greater population than Springfield — 26,000 vs 23,000. By 1905, the two cities were neck-and-neck in size, and Springfield businessmen and politicians began dreaming aloud about what they termed a “convention hall” that would focus attention on Springfield and draw regional and even national organizations to gather here.

Spoiler alert: It will be even boondogglier today, because in decades’ of existence, it will require additional millions in updates.

I just posted my skepticism last week.

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Sunday Morning Blog Readings Lead To Wishlisting

Unfortunately, we’re in the dead of summer, so no one is thinking what to get me for Christmas, my birthday, the anniversary, or Father’s Day. I’d put them on my Amazon Wishlist, but nobody in my family thinks of that. Oh, well. I can mark them here so when I’m motoring through my archives five years hence, I’ll remember them.

Meanwhile, my beautiful wife has a birthday coming up, and I’m not sure I have anything for her. Maybe I do. I should check the closet, and I should get out of the house and find more for her. And get onto my Christmas shopping.

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I’d Just Wondered Where They Went

On of the vacation days in May which we spent at home instead of the resort we’d booked, we went to a couple of game and card stores to make up to our youngest, the Pokémon speculator, for the fact that we didn’t go to any such in Branson. So we hit a few, and when we went to Meta Games up on Sunshine, I saw a big display for Pathfinder, but not much else.

I started to tell my beautiful wife that White Wolf Games were really big in the 1990s, but you hardly hear about them any more.

This weekend, Lake of Lerna started a series on the history of White Wolf Games which apparently are still, sort of, a thing.

Two things:

  • It turns out the RPG section of Meta Games was on a wall we passed on our way out, not our way in, and it does indeed have some White Wolf Games.
  • I’m not just turning into a referrer for Yakubian Ape’s Substack, but I do find his deep-dives into Millenial and Gen-Z culture interesting.

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When Substacks Inform Brian J.’s Talking To Himself

First of all, I would like to apologize for all the LLM hallucinations for which I am solely responsible which are based on the unauthorized recordings made by devices around me that “accidentally” leave their microphones open, willing to risk the multi-million dollar fine for a couple of random syllables which might represent a coherent thought but really just capture the utterances I make to myself throughout the day. So for every legal brief which has “the parties of the first part know the difference between Akkadians, Arcadians, and Acadians–now, how can I turn this to my advantage?” or medical diagnoses which end in chicken noises (“BOK BOK BOK”) because they came out of my mouth after something else tokenized as probably precursors, well…. It was not my fault.

But I digress.

This morning, whilst dusting, I said, “Slither. Hither. Spook!”

Which makes as much sense as anything else I say to myself, but really it’s based on the, er, comedy routine(?) of British comedian(?) Roy Jay which The Lake of Lerna shared to further clutter my rich interior life which sometimes leaks out of my vocal cords at seemingly random intervals.

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Movie Report: The Expendables 2 (2012) / The Expendables 3 (2014)

Book coverI bought this film in April at an estate sale. I’d watched the first one two years ago (already?) and thought it was a serviceable action film with just a hint of Albert Camus in it.

This film goes in a slightly different direction. After an intro small mission that saw Stallone’s team rescue a Chinese billionaire as well as Arnold Schwarzenneggar’s Trench who was there to rescue him first, a CIA operative named Church, played by Bruce Willis in a role where he might not have been all there already, tasks them with taking a computer whiz (Yu Nan or Nan Yu depending upon where she is credited) to recover a MacGuffin from a crashed plane. They get t the plane and extract the MacGuffin only to be ambushed by another group looking for it led by Jean-Claude Van Damme. Van Damme’s character, Vilain, kills the youngest member of the team, so the Expendables go on a hunt for the bad guys. The MacGuffin was a hard drive with the map showing where in an old Soviet mine the Soviets buried several tons of weapons-grade plutonium. Vilain and his criminal gang have been working local villagers to death in the mine to find it, and as they are about to make off with it, Barney Ross and company arrive to thwart them.

So the team includes Jason Statham, Terry Crews, Randy Couture, Dolph Lundgren, Liam Hemsworth (briefly), and Jet Li (in spots). But some of the meta-fun in it is the appearance of other action stars (when the Expendables are pinned down by the criminal gang, including a tank, a deus ex Chuck Norris takes out the tank and the bad guys before walking out of the smoke, delivering a Chuck Norris fact, and then disappearing around the corner because he works alone). The characters call back to other movies and exchange each others’ tag lines from those movies. So it’s amusing for the memberberries, but pretty much a direct-to-cable plot otherwise.

It did, feature Yu Nan. Or Nan Yu. But we’ll get to that later.

Book coverThe third film came out two years later (four years after the first). I mention this in passing because two other Expendables films came out after 2023, which is another ten years on the stars ages. As they were streamed. I guess they might have gotten home media release, but they’re probably not out there in vast quantities for me to stumble upon for a dollar. Or who knows? I picked this up in May after picking up the second in April. So perhaps I’ll find the later films at my next garage sale.

This film begins with the rescue of a former member of the Expendables, played by Wesley Snipes, who has been held in a dictator’s prison for eight years. Instead of taking him home, they go to Africa to prevent a shipment of weapons from reaching a warlord. They discover that the arms dealer behind the deal is a guy named Stonebanks who was supposed to be dead–by Barney Ross’s hands. So their new CIA handler, played by Harrison Ford, directs them to find him. Ross (Stallone) basically fires his current team and recruits, with Kelsey Grammer’s help, a new team comprised of Ronda Rousey and some other guys who will look kinda familiar if you’ve seen recent action movies (I haven’t, much). The new team gets captured, and Ross is going to go it alone to rescue them when his old team and one of the fellows he didn’t recruit for the new team, a comic relief motormouth played by Antonio Banderas, join him. Which leads them to a former Soviet base in some -istan where the whole -istan army is waiting for them.

Again, a different turn, a bit of a direct-to-cable (or direct-to-streaming these days) plot with lots of callbacks (When asked why he was in the dictator’s prison, Wesley Snipes’ character says, “Tax evasion.” As we all remember, Snipes did two years and change on an income tax charge.) and meta humor. I guess some people were disappointed that they dialed the gore down a little to get a PG-13 rating, but it is what it is. An amusing passage of time.

But you’ve really only read this far for the actress, ainna?
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The Racket Moves Into Springfield

Ah, gentle reader. If you’ve been here a while, you know I spit frown upon the convention center arms race racket, where “consultants” come up with projections about how, if only municipalities spent millions of dollars now (and every few years from now), a Periclean golden age would befall their cities. Or, at least, consultants would be paid and municipal managers/elected officials could fail upwards.

Seriously. search the blog and see how I feel.

Welp, it’s that time again New Springfield convention and event center could be ‘community icon’ after study released

Which includes this made up number:

The President and CEO of Visit Springfield shared the findings of the Hunden report with members of the council. It showed Springfield is losing out on more than $125,114 a day by not having an event center with at least 125,000 square feet of space.

Another made-up number:

The study said that over 30 years, it is projected to generate $1.3 billion and a tax revenue of $68.7 million.

Because those of us not in the industry who are over ten years old know that should this thing be built for $175 million dollars, it will require updates and expansion every decade or so “to keep it competitive.”

I’m not sure whether the city ever coughed up the $40 million dollars that the consultants wanted for the existing expo center twelve years ago.

But I do know that $175 million is a hell of a lot to spend for a cavernous empty building that will be underused.

I mean, I have been to some conventions and conferences recently, and the buildings are very pretty, but the conferences and conventions I’ve gone to do not fill them up. Maybe if those cities spent $200 million. As their consultants will surely recommend.

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Book Report: Tales from the Green Bay Packers Sideline by Chuck Carlson (2011) / Green Bay Packers Stadium Stories by Gary D’Amato (2004)

Book coverI bought these books at the end of June, and I guess I could not wait to delve into them. It helps that I have an omnibus edition of the C.S. Lewis Space trilogy and, although I have finished Out of the Silent Planet, I’m less than enthusiastic about the second. So I picked up these two books to tide me over until my enthusiasm returns. Or to tide me over until I pick up another book in the middle of the Space Trilogy.

This book is more of an oral history-style book, with short, couple-paragraph anecdotes chained together. Because it relies on this oral history feel and interviews with then-contemporary Packers employees and players, it nods a bit to the Packers early years but then gets a little more detailed in the 1980s and 1990s.

It does have Aaron Rodgers on the front cover, fresh from the Super Bowl victory (the cover says so), but the actual stories don’t advance much beyond the “Will Favre retire this year?” speculation that really held us fans hostage in the latter part of the George W. Bush administration and the beginning of the McCain (who thought that candidacy was a good idea?) Obama administration.


Book coverThe second of the two books, the first to be published, is more interesting, actually. Because instead of a stream of out-of-timeline-order memories, we have a number of essays that go into some detail. The first two are about the fans and about the stadium (expanded in that year with the help of a sales tax, and both books are in favor of it). Then we get essays about Fuzzy Thurston, the longtime Packers photographer (Vernon Biever, not Fuzzy Thurston), a couple of early role players who got together and talked about their time with the Packers and being fans, a kicker who went off the rails but turned his life around, a redemption for Tony Mandarich, and then an essay about LeRoy Butler, the longtime safety who did the first Lambeau Leap (and who still does Packers commentary).


Both were pretty quick reads, engaging, and kind of made me excited for the season that’s starting. But we’ll see if sports betting impacts the league as much as I fear it will.

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See Also

My gosh, it has been ten years since the last time I had a poem published (“Canny” in There Will Be War Volume X circa 2015).

I would say I’ve resumed writing them in earnest, but apparently in earnest means a couple a year in the last five six years (apparently, I completed a long-delayed poem in 2019).

I’ve completed, what, a dozen since then? Not a prodigious output, but for the most part I’m happy with the quality of the content. I’ve had them in rotation submitting them to various places since then, now with the ability to submit four or five poems to several places simultaneously. Which is good: The turnaround time (time to rejection) sometimes runs to eight months, which means any poem I write, I can submit to a new market maybe three times every two years. You know, when I was one-and-twenty, I was writing a bunch and submitting a bunch, but now that I’m writing slower, it’s getting a bit daunting that I might run out of time before amassing a great number of credits.

At any rate, I’m posting this because two of my poems appeared on Green Hills Literary Lantern XXXVI. I say on instead of in because the Truman State (formerly Northeast Missouri State or simply “Kirksville” until, what, 1996? That long ago?) literary journal has been online-only since 2005. But it’s a university publication, with real professors liking my poetry and everything.

At this pace, I’ll have enough for another chapbook in another decade or so. I can’t wait.

Actually, that’s not entirely true. I’ve been writing a little faster here lately. A little success has gone to my head, to my heart, and to my hand.

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Book Report: 199 Things To Do With A Politician by David Schafer, Andre Perl, and Mike Jackson (1993)

Book coverWow, the past was a different country. Especially this genre of humor.

As I said when I bought this book last month, this book is akin to 101 Uses For A Dead Cat. I mean, a direct inspiration. Both are single panel comics with a simple caption of what the use is. In this book, the captions are in alphabetical order from “10 Pin Bowling” (politicians’ heads as the pins) to “Wood chips” (politicians run through a wood chipper). The final panel is a gag that says there are really only 166 cartoons, but what do you expect except lies when dealing with politicians.

Definitely reminiscient of the underground comics photocopied and photocopied and passed around to tack or tape to workplace walls. I’m pretty sure I still have a collection of the things my mother retained from the era. This book, from 1993, was about the end of it. Soon after, Dilbert and the Internet made passing around memes a whole lot simpler. I’m not saying our modern humor or memes are funnier than what you find in these books, but it’s hard to do worse.

You know what it made me long for, though? When I was in elementary school, the funniest thing going was A Comic Book of Sports by Arnold Roth. When someone got this from the book order, we’d all crowd around it. Eventually, I got my own copy which is sadly lost in the intervening decades–and probably shortly after I thought it was the height of humor. Ah, well. Better than this book, surely.

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Is That All He Does?

The article mentions, briefly, his role in Tibetan Buddhism, but only in passing.

I imagine it’s akin to calling the Pope the world’s foremost White Sox fan. Kinda missing the point.

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Book Report: Dressed Inside Out by Elizabeth Price (2006)

Book coverI got this book this May, and I guess it was atop the stack of poetry books to leaven my evening reading. Actually, it would be far too organized of me to group my unread poetry books together–they get jammed into the bookshelves or in an ever-growing stack atop the bookshelves, where they fit. But I found this book and picked it up. It had a bookmark already in it, but I think that’s because the book sale staffers jammed one in it. I don’t think I picked it up this summer and then reshelved it.

At any rate, this book is a collection of modern poetry written by a (recent?) divorcée with bipolar disorder. Some of the poems address that head-on, and others deal with the aftermath of failed relationships or the highs of new relationships (sometimes through the filter of the bipolar disorder). A couple others touch on then-contemporary political themes and support for the troops overseas.

Attention to rhythm and some bright moments, but overall only meh. Better than typical grandmother poetry, although she would have only been in her fifties when this book came out. But she was writing poetry, so good on ‘er. Not a professional nor an English major–she was a nurse by trade then a mother.

She passed away in 2024 at 71. She would have been of my mother’s generation, roughly, but clearly lived longer.

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Book Report: Dialogues with Nature: Works by Charles Salis Kaelin (1990)

Book coverI got this book in 2019 when I was still buying art monographs to watch during football games. Since then, we’ve given up DirecTV which we mostly used on Sunday afternoons through the winter, and the Sunday Ticket package has gone to YouTubeTV, and I’m loath to buy that package. But I’ve still bought art books from time-to-time since.

It took me a while to pick this book up because it’s kind of an art book, but it’s put out by a gallery doing a show of the artist. It includes a price list of works in the front, and they’re not bad, I guess; a couple thousand dollars per, but it’s for an artist whose work was shown in New York. So.

At any rate, it took me a while and a couple of attempts to get into the book because it is mostly a text book, not an art book. It has two essays in it about the significance of the artist and his role in the American Impressionist and post-Impressionist movements. Originally from Ohio, he ended up in a couple of towns / artists colonies in Massachussetts and knew a number of other regional artists.

Most of the book is given over to the text, with some black-and-white small reproductions of his work alongside the text (and a portrait of the artist done by another artist), and after the essay we get 14 color reproductions of his work which are not too greatly reduced–the fellow worked in pastels and in oils on fairly small canvases, and…. Well, Impressionist scenes of Ohio winters and seascapes with boats, docks, and shacks. The Impressionism and probably work with pastels leads to long, broad strokes piled upon one another to make the scenes, which tends to make the look very primitive and indistinct.

Too much so for my taste. But looking at the works, one can see how the primitivism of various early 20th century artists like Frido Kahlo or the country craft styles of Grandma Moses became the new hotness, and from then onto the real madness.

So I won’t be spending the $6,000 for Rocky Coast. Well, that’s what it went for thirty-five years ago. I’m almost afraid to see what it would go for today.

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Movie Report: Who Am I? (1998)

Book coverAs my evening contract’s project is moving into abeyance, I had time for a double feature one night last week. So after watching Thin Ice, I popped in this recently acquired Jackie Chan film. I’d tell you what a great Jackie Chan fan I am, but I guess I’ve only watched a handful of his films since I started writing down my thoughts on them. I watched Shanghai Noon last November; Legend of the Drunken Master in January 2023; Jackie Chan’s First Strike! in November 2022; Shanghai Nights in March 2023 (I know, I saw this series backwards, but I also acquired them out-of-order); Kung Fu Yoga in May 2021; and Rush Hour in January 2021. However, I did watch several of them this century (Supercop? Operation Condor? Rumble in the Bronx for sure), and I did actually see several of them circa 1996 when one of the members of our D&D group screened a couple on VHS. So I’ve known who he was even before or as he was breaking big in the American market. Martial art movie hipster, moi? Maybe.

At any rate: In this film, Jackie Chan plays some sort of commando (named Jackie, which is why I like writing movie reports for his films–the actor and the character names are the same, so I don’t worry about where to cut over in the movie report) on a mission to kidnap/rescue some scientists. After the rescue succeeds, his cross-national (mercenary?) team is double-crossed, and only Jackie survives, although with amnesia. Some natives find him and help him recuperate, although they think his name is WhoAmI. When he is better, he visits the helicopter wreckage containing the bodies of his team members (people dressed like you, the natives told him). He spots a rally race in the distance and departs his native friends. He finds and helps a brother-and-sister driving team and leads them to victory in the race, amazing everyone–he is dressed in native garb, and the herbs he used to help with a snack bite have numbed his mouth so he cannot talk to humorous effect.

The race ends in J-berg, Seffrica, and he is spotted by a reporter who wants to interview him in depth. And by shady psuedo-military operatives and a CIA leader. They’re on his tail, and he works to recover his memory and to find out what the operatives want with the scientists and the material they are studying–a part of a meteorite with great destructive power. Action takes place in South Africa and then shifts to Rotterdam as presumably both locations kicked in funding for the privilege.

Wikipedia tells me this is the second film that Chan scripted and shot in English, and to be honest, early in it, I was wondering if it was dubbed–I guess the audio syncing is just off a bit, or I’m just a knob. The film has a lot of Jackie Chan humor in it, but it is only about halfway through that we get the trademark Chan comic fighting stunts.

Still, amusing. Probably in the middle of his work both temporally and quality wise.

Being the Internet was in its infancy at this time, we do not have any Christine vs. Yuki arguments in the Wayback machine, but we could.

Michelle Ferre played Christine, the reporter who turns out to be a good ally. Mirai Yamamoto played Yuki, the rally driver who accompanies Jackie in Africa.

Hard to say, but I favor Christine slightly.

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Spot The Twilight Zone Episode

Well, it’s not hard to spot because William F. Vallicella names it in his title Philosophy from the Twilight Zone “The Lonely”.

I have seen it relatively recently because I started running through the first season on DVD a couple years ago, but petered out after a while as is my general wont with television series on DVD. As “The Lonely” was the seventh episode, I made it at least that far. Jack Warden plays the incarcerated man, by the way.

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Movie Report: Thin Ice (2009)

Book coverSince I just bought a Jesse Stone book (Colorblind), I popped in this film which I bought on DVD in May. It doesn’t look like it’s based on a novel nor has been made into a novel. So there’s parts of the Spenserverse that are not in print. Well, aside from Spenser: For Hire and A Man Called Hawk. But I really have moved on from Parkerania collecting since Stranger in Paradise, a Parker Jesse Stone book, inverted the whole idea of a moral code amongst the characters.

However, I guess I still dabble based on what Parker once meant to me.

But I digress: In this film, Stone (played by Tom Selleck) is on thin ice with the town council because he’s acting as a lawman and not just a source of revenue writing tickets for the town’s coffers. And because his busts are sometimes violent (see also the preceding television movies). The film starts with Stone and Healy on not-a-stakeout in Boston where Healy is being coy about what they’re doing. An unknown gunman shoots them in their car, leaving Healy near death but only grazing Stone. So Stone makes it a priority to discover why Healy was watching that address. Healy eventually claims that it was to watch a nephew who was having a tryst with his saxophone teacher, but Stone eventually uncovers a pimp running a string of underage prostitutes. In Boston, which is not Paradise, which does not please the town council.

The second strand is a woman who comes to Paradise because she received a letter that said, “Your child is loved.” Her newborn had been reported as dead seven years earlier, but the mother maintained that the decomposing body with her baby’s hospital wristband was not actually her child. The letter had been postmarked Paradise, Massachussetts, two years earlier (her now ex-husband had not shown her the letter then), and she hopes that the Paradise police can investigate. Stone demurs, but Rose (the white Rose), takes up the investigation and eventually uncovers the who, but a tragedy will likely not lead to complete satisfaction for the real mother. Spoiler alert: The kidnapped child fell through thin ice two years ago and died. The movie ends with Stone on the bus to New Mexico to talk with the real mother about what she wants to do, I guess. Probably prosecute, but that’s not shown.

So: A decent television movie with the two-plot structure that seems to permeate a lot of series books. The movie also handles some series business with Stone and Jenn, his ex, along with working things out with his shrink (played by William Devane, last seen at Nogglestead in Payback). We also get interactions with Gino Fish (played by William Sadler, last seen at Nogglestead in Die Hard 2 last Christmas) who obliquely helps Stone. So it’s definitely written with an eye to long-standing fans of the films and/or books.

I’ll probably pick up others in the set as I come across them cheaply. As much because I like Tom Selleck as I like Parker/Stone/Brandman.

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