July 28, 2014

The Beauty That Is Summer

This past Saturday, I went to the Rockwell Park in Bristol, CT for combination b'day party for my nephews (the oldest couldn't come because he had to work). The park itself is located behind and next to Muzzy Field (the first home of the New Britain Rock Cats).

I actually had a great time that day (a rarity for me at family get togethers) as I took pics and videos (although my computer ate up the five videos I had uploaded, but strangely enough, not the pics). I did do some adult supervision because my daughter and her friends wanted to use the pool (total cost, $1 and I got in for free 'cause I wasn't swimming), but I had fun just the same.

July 25, 2014

Books Of Audio

Many many many decades ago, before I became super anal about doing certain things with certain things (i.e. listening to music only when I'm doing something mundane or reading a book w/o distractions), I used to listen to audio books. Now when I say many decades ago, I mean back in the date when vinyl ruled, cassettes ruled and VHS was God.

Yeah, just that far back. Like when classic rock was still fresh and new.

Anyways, I used to listen to audio books as a primary way to get my reading fix w/o going through the bother of opening a book (yeah, I had a lot of those phases back in the day). And I always made sure to listen to the unabridged versions of whatever book I was interested in. I really didn't like the Reader's Digest condensed books back in the day and I certainly didn't want to listen to books the same way.

Gradually, as my very mild form of OCD bubbled to the surface with a degree of frequency that to this day keeps me on my toes, audio books fell by the wayside, until by the early 90's the only time I would listen to a audio book was on my day off from working the overnight (I kept those same hours on my off days so that I wouldn't screw up my health). This was directly due to the fact that in the early 90's, there was diddly/squat on the t.v. and on the radio, so I had to find ways to entertain myself.

For the next couple of decades, no audio books were listened to, as my various OCD tainted routines took a firm grip on my brain and wouldn't let go. Every once in a blue moon, I would make an attempt at listening to one ("The National Road: A Ride Through Time" from the Ohio Historical Society springs to mind). But more often than not, they weren't for me.

July 23, 2014

Unplanned And Unscripted

When will I learn to start listening to the tiny voices inside my head that say, "Hey stupid! Ya better write that post in advance 'cause you ain't got time to formulate a normal one the day before!"

Over the weekend, the tiny voices inside my head were saying that repeatedly. But did I listen to the tiny voices?

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

So here I's sit, a victim of my own stupidity. Or ego. Take your pick, they're both interchangeable. With no clue on what to write. Oh sure, I could write some snippy snippets that would supposedly make you smile with delight. Or snarl in your coffee. 'Course the former would probably be best achieved doing the either the horizontal bop or processing an oral transaction (keeping it clean here folks. as SpongeBob would say, "use your IMAGINATION"), while the later usually gets achieved within seconds after turning on your work computer.

Or maybe, write something so juicy that it'll make you think of that old SNL skit where the waiter asks, "You like the juice, eh? I get you more juice."

Or...or...or...I could write about the various things that are happening with me, but hey, after some 1300 total posts, do you really want to hear me bloviate about my personal health issues? However, because I'm such a mellow guy (???????), I'll give YOU three items to choose from, all of which I have covered ad nasuem on my other blog. Or not. Really now, did you think I was gonna torture you like that on HUMP DAY?????

Ore, ore, ore.....I could write about some nifty audiobooks that I had recent purchased. Reality check people: Those over priced audiobooks eventually make it to stores like Ocean State Job Lot, where you can save about 85% off the cover price. But, that would be another post for another time. Today's we'uns whimsical, not cereal.

Personally, my favorite cereal is any kind of bland (i.e corn flakes or generic rice krispies) cereal that costs me less than $1 a box. However, if I was going to eat cereal and not really give a flying saucer about the consequences, then I would prolly eat granola with lots of dried fruit.

Dried fruit. A lot of people have dried fruit. 'Course, a lot of people prolly didn't get a lot while they were younger, thus they gots dried fruit. Hey, I didn't say I was going to be funny today. Can't be funny 24/7/365. Unless you're the President. Then you can get a lot of laughs by uttering the words, "TRANSPARENCY!" and "DIVERSITY!" and "AFFORDABLE HEALTH CARE FOR ALL!!!"

And that, my friends, is the end of my whimsy for today. Tune in next Friday when we hear Jack Palance ask, "And where do you think you're going?"



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July 21, 2014

Maximum Mini-Series

I love mini-series.

Not the short season series that you can watch on HBO, Showtime, Encore or Netflix, but those mini-series that you can watch for one week on a particular channel. However, I'm not a big fan of today's mini-series, simply because I've read/seen as much as humanly possible about whatever topic/person that's being covered, so for me, it's basically been there seen that.

Now yesterday's mini-series, those I like. Why? Because most of those series were based on fictional novels, and not real life. And because I really enjoyed those mini-series, it made me want to search out more works by the author of the book in question (i.e. Larry McMurtry, James Clavell). And even search out the book that was used to begin with.

So in no particular order of favoritism, here is my short selection of what I like to call Maximum Mini-Series.

1} Horatio Hornblower. A series of t.v. films that starred Ioan Gruffudd as Hornblower. About as realistic a series covering the Napoleonic Wars that I've ever seen.

2} Shogun. Featuring Richard Chamberlain (who I'm not overly thrilled of as an actor), the US version is what kicks ass, and not the abbreviated version that was released internationally. Actually searched out this book and read the monstrosity from cover to cover.

3} The Awakening Land. A very good period piece covering the turn of the 19th century, I first caught this on TBS in the early 90's one dull Saturday afternoon/evening. To me, this one really destroyed my perception of Elizabeth Montgomery being a one dimesional actress.

4} Lonesome Dove. I watched this one also in the mid 90's and loved it so much that I made it a point to read almost all the books connected with that series.

5} Roots. Yes, I made it a point to watch that mini-series. Not one of my faves, but it worked better as a mini-series than as a book.

Agree? Disagree? Feel free to add your own in the comments.

(c) 2014 by G.B. Miller. All Rights Reserved.

July 18, 2014

The Inner Sibling

Book Reviews

This is my first born. No matter where my writing takes me or what I wind up doing, I will always have the fond memory of being a published somebody.

With that being said, it's time now to pull myself up by my suspenders and get jiggy with it. Specifically, re-formatting and re-tweaking the aforementioned novel. Courtesy of U.K. writer Peter John, I now have a new title for my now out-of-print novel. This weekend will be spent in front of two computers going through the laborious process of preparing my novel for re-release.

On the main computer, we will have a copy of Smashwords very user friendly style guide open and at the ready. On the auxiliary computer, we will have the final Word version of my novel saved under the new name and at the ready. Elsewhere, we will be dipping into our vast collection of hot wax so that we can (hopefully) become comfortably numb while working on our novel.

Playing the game of public sex is hard enough when you got the family loan shark bothering you for a piece of your action, but when your inner sibling wants a piece as well, it can make you question not only your sanity, but your own comfortable existence too.


Click here to read the prologue. Please keep in mind that the link will take you to my adult blog. Print copies are still available for purchase.

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