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Playing for Pizza

Playing for Pizza
by John Grisham

Synopsis: A never-known third string quarterback is thrust into the spotlight of the NFL to run out the clock and secure the victory and the first Super Bowl trip for the Cleveland Browns. But, fate has a sense of humor, and three picks later, Cleveland has its new goat. So public was this humiliation that Rick Dockery has nowhere to run. His agent finds him a place in Italy, where the players play for the love of the game and the teams import their Americans to play the skill positions. It is a lower form of the sport, but is this just the place for Rick?

Thoughts: On a trip to Italy to research a book, John Grisham runs across an NFL Italy, complete with players who get no pay, just the thrill of playing the game they love. This was truly a good book, easy to read and interesting enough that it had me breaking my bedtime night and again. If you like football and you like foreign cultures, I suggest this book, even if the University of Georgia does have a prominent part in it. Oh well, nothing is perfect.

Favorite Character: This has to be Franco, the lovable, if slow, fullback who, by day, is a judge in the city of Parma.

Great book; read it if you like football.

Next book: Psych (A novelization of the TV show)

Chi-chi-chi, ah-ah-ah...

The Surprising Affects Of 3-D


Last night, I discovered that there is only one thing worse than watching a 3-D movie in 3-D and coping with the countless "I'M POKING YOU!" moments. It's having to watch a 3-D movie on TV without any 3-D capability whatsoever and then having to deal with the "I'M STILL POKING YOU ANYWAYS!" moments.

If you're a glutton for punishment, try it sometime.

World War Z

Couldn't do it. I gave up Dracula for the same reason. I cannot read that disjointed style of writing, almost interview-like (and in this case, it was interviews). Something in my brain shuts off and I put the book down. Sorry sports fans, but this one was a no go for me.

Next Book: Playing for Pizza by John Grisham

Cartersville, GA - A Night of Independents

I've been asked this more than once, so to clarify:

The name of the theatre playing Rachel's film on Saturday night is The Legion Theatre in Cartersville, GA. The address is:

114 W. Main Street , Cartersville, GA 30120

The show starts at 7, I believe. That's the best info I have at the moment.

Hope to see some of you tomorrow!

Oscar Noms

Some thoughts on this morning's Oscar nominations:

-"The Dark Knight" was more or less shut out of the major awards. Heath Ledger scored his inevitable nomination and will likely win the first posthumous acting Oscar since Peter Finch in "Network." But nothing else? My first instinct is that the film was robbed. The film's success was one of the year's biggest movie stories. 5, 10, 15 years from now, "The Dark Knight" will be the film that's still remembered and debated from 2008. Oscar, however, seems to have missed that memo.

Allow me to play the other hand. If you separate Heath Ledger's performance from the film, exactly how good is the rest of it? The script was very good... when the basis of comparison is "Batman Begins." Chris Nolan still struggles with directing action sequences, and I think the climax of the film is significantly hobbled by an editing glitch. It's an excellent film, but the acting nomination and the technical awards (makeup, cinematography) might be all it truly deserved.

As a side note, "Dark Knight" also scored an editing nomination, so what do I know?

-Sadly, I've only seen one of the Best Picture nominees, and I doubt it's the best one. "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button", for all its 13 nominations, is just OK. It lacks a certain energy that it needed to bring life to its story. It wants to be a fairy tale, but simultaneously takes itself too seriously. All in all, I liked it, but I won't be thinking about it fondly years from now. Which probably means it will be this year's "Shakespeare in Love" and win.

Reading is FUNdemental.

Dragons of Spring Dawning

I read. A lot of my friends don't, but I don't judge. I finished a book last night, in fact. I think, as part of the blogosphere, when I do finish a book, I will come over here and tell you about it. Now, just so you know, I read before I go to bed, about a chapter or two a night, so this isn't going to be a blog entry a week kind of deal. i hope to get a book a month in, but we will see. So, without further adieu, here is my latest book conquest.

Dragons of Spring Dawning
by Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman

Synopsis: In the third and last book of the series, we find our adventurers split into two groups, one reeling after the death of a beloved member of the gang, and the other fleeing the clutches of a Dragon Highlord, who also happens to be a close friend and sibling to some, and a lover to another. The Dark Queen is looking for the green gem-encrusted man as the key to her victory as her power grows and grows and the good side is struggling to even find a leader amidst all the turmoil and upheaval caused by the last battle. Problems remain unsolved and relationships seem to hang in the balance.

Thoughts: I read this book long ago, and I wanted to see how it stood up against the test of time. I had read the first books of the series the past few years very casually, and, deciding to test my tolerance for fantasy, which had been waning of late, decided to pick this up. I have to say, it was a completely different book than I read fifteen (or more) years ago.

Painful Memories

I was sitting in bed with Melissa (my lovely wife), Andrew (my awesome son) & Lillyanna (my beautiful little girl) the other day. We were all having a great time. my kids were running and jumping and laughing and Melissa and I were tickling them and just generally playing around. You know, the kind of moments that make life worth living. An idyllic experience that I was enjoying completely when all of a sudden it hit me. My son's foot. Right in the groin. He had been running at the time too so it was a full on, no holding back kick to the manparts. It was an epic kicking the likes of which I had not experienced since I was a young man. So, in the throes of the uttermost limits of male agony I was transported back in time 18 years to the last time I had recieved such a kicking. My only explanation for the occurence of this phenomenon was that my soul tried to comfort me through the pain by showing me that if I survived the last one, there's a good chance that I will survive this one too. Needless to say, I was not immediately convinced. So there she was, whatever-that-bitch's-name-was, in her tight jeans and sky high bangs. We had gotten into an argument over something to which, I assumed at that point in my life, the only appropriate response was "You're a stupid bitch." and, as I turned away, my testicles abruptly and without warning ascended quickly into their special hiding place within my groin accompanied by a hammering pain that spread like white hot lightning throughout my body. In the brief milliseconds that I could look down and actually discern forms it had appeared that my crotch had spontaeneously sprouted a girls sneaker, a white L.A.Gear high-top to be exact. And, an instant after that, all conceptual brain functioning ceased and I crumpled to the ground, withdrawing into the fetal position.

Autism Scholarship Program

My two step-sons, Jorge and Leo, are part of a Autism Scholarship Program that is being hosted by Myles-A-Part. Myles-A-Part is partnering with two other Atlanta organizations to offer its first family therapy grants for families living with Autism. Please take a few minutes a watch the video below. If you or your company would like help our boys get the services they need, go to to get more information.

Autism: Hope & Help for the Journey (HD Version) from Matt Gibson on Vimeo.

Frank Miller: Why The Hate?

Preface: I do not love or hate Frank Miller. I am seeking clarity on the geek community at large about all the rapidly increasing Frank hate.

Apparently I've been in a self-induced geek coma for I am guessing at least two years now. Lately, as of early December or so, I've been reading about Frank Miller and how he'd eventually go on to butcher The Spirit. This basically came to truth without a fight when the film released but the hate seemed to get turned up a notch with the rumor about Frank Miller wanting to do a Buck Rogers imagining. After reading countless forums and blogs, I decided to take a step back to try to grasp some perspective on what the hell was happening in front of me.

Didn't this guy recently make the well-received film adaptation of his own work in Sin City? Seriously, right? I vividly recall standing outside a theater with a group of friends chatting up about how much we enjoyed the film. Then the 300 eventually came to pass, and although not as well-received as Sin City, I still did not come across the Frank Miller hate that I am now.

So that was it before The Spirit, right? I mean, this is 2009 and I suddenly didn't end up in a wormhole in the future where Frank Miller remade Napoleon Dynamite, right? So what the heck is going on? Again, I am not trying to defend the guy, but I am completely clueless as to the nosedive he has taken over recent months. Was there a sleeper I didn't hear about? Did he say or do something?

I thought he was well respected and at least a visual genius. I understand visuals alone a great film does not make but, yeah, I feel like Sinclair here with a giant hole in my mind. So all you Minbari out there clue this fellow geek in please.

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