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Movie Reviews 04.2017 Edition

Here are the recent movies I’ve seen and my review of them:

Spoilers ahead

Kong: Skull Island

Man proves how evil they are once again, really. This time in the form of Samuel L. Jackson as a somewhat bloodthirsty colonel. I can see where he’s coming from and I don’t think he’s all bad. It’s sort of ambiguous here. Kong does immediately attack them upon reaching the island and kills several of the men he’s responsible for. Kong has his own reasons, of course, and isn’t the monster Jackson thinks he is. I liked this movie and found most of the characters in it likable. And Tom Hiddleston, who obviously did some bulking up for this role, with his exposed and beautiful biceps was quite the pleasure to ogle I must say.

Beauty and the Beast

Casting in this movie was perfection as far as I was concerned. I was a fan of Jerry Orbach and his roles over the years but I still think Ewan was pretty good as Lumiere. And I adore Ian Mckellan in whatever he does. But Emma Watson was a fantastic Belle and Luke Evans and Josh Gads as Gaston and LeFou were genius. Add the guy who played the beast/prince who is the cartoon prince come to life and…well it was great. There were a couple extra songs that I didn’t really think added much but for the most part, it deserves the success it’s been having in the box office and I think if you enjoyed the Disney animated movie, you will quite enjoy this.

The Siege

This is an old movie from the late 1990s with Denzel Washington, Annette Benning and Bruce Willis. We saw it as a Netflix movie. I have to say I thought it was really well done and seemed very appropriate to our current times as it deals with terrorist attacks and bigotry toward those of the Muslim faith. Denzel is great in anything he does and the other two are no slouches either. Plus they were about 20 years younger than they are now and were pretty easy on the eyes. There’s a part where Muslims are rounded up and forced to stay in Yankee stadium in NY as part of martial law that I think isn’t all that far off from reality at this point. A striking movie, considering it all happened before 09/11.

Arrival

I’d heard good things about this one and finally got a chance to see a DVD copy. Basically Amy Adams is a language expert tapped to talk to aliens who have arrived in Montana. Along the way she sees visions of her daughter who died of a disease. She works closely with a scientist played by Jeremy Renner. I was frankly pretty bored. I think the other two who watched it with me were a little more interested in it than I was, but I found it kind of slow, to be honest, and not the amazing movie all the commercials led you to believe. I think it was nominated for some awards too, though I don’t think it won. The so-called shocking ending wasn’t a shock at all. Everyone who watched it with me said they had figured out that’s what the deal was before the ending came. So, um, yeah.

I remember years ago watching The Sixth Sense, and THAT was how to do a shocking ending.

This? Not so much.

So those are my current movie reviews.

April 12, 2017

Ramblings of the Week, April 10

This weekend was a social horror for me.

I had to do a birthday party for a two year old on Saturday and we were there from 10 to 10 with lots of loud obnoxious people and by the time I was able to go home I was more than done.

Two good things, I helped her color Easter eggs and at one point she stuck her little hand in the green dye because she was tired of trying to pull up the little scoop the egg dye color comes with. Then her little grubby hand was green. Very cute.

The other was one of the guests was fostering kittens and they were tiny, one of them barely two weeks old, and she brought them because they have to be fed every few hours. And they were very cute. Here are two of them on her lap.

One little guy thought he was going to fall and my arm was the nearest thing to grab on to.

Please ignore the ridiculous whiteness of my skin. The mottling too. Please and thank you.

Yesterday was yet another social thing, this one for an adult, but at least it was in a beautiful location. Carpenteria.

I am socialized out. Woke up with a killer headache today as a matter of fact.

Next up on the updating is “What Happened to Spock?” Angst is coming.

Now I just need some serious coffee and alone time. Yes. Alone. Thank you.

April 10, 2017

Flash Fic Friday, April 07, 2017

My Prompt was Something Amusing about Space Husbands and this is what I came up with. This is NSFW.

Jim grimaced at the first taste of too bitter coffee and reached to add more cream to it just as the cream container was snatched out of his hand and moved aside. “Hey!”

“Your cholesterol is up,” Bones muttered as he sat down directly next to Jim, which was not his habit. Usually Bones planted himself across from Jim. He thrust his PADD at Jim. “Mind explaining this?”

Jim thrust it back. “Bones, I have a headache the size of Cincinnati so really, can’t we do this another time?”

“No.” Bones shoved it into Jim’s arms. “You’d better think fast, Jimbo.”

Jim scrunched up his face and read out loud.

Rumor has it that only the Fleet’s most famous captain and first officer are secretly getting horizontal every chance they get, and readers we do mean, every chance and everywhere, and may even be secret space husbands. What say you readers? Are these rumors true?

Jim set it in front of Bones. “So?”

“Sound like anyone you know?”

Jim shrugged and took another sip of the coffee, grimacing once more. “Not really. And since when have you been reading those anonymous gossip columns?”

“I have to have a life somehow. Might as well live through other people.”

“Except all that shit is made up, Bones. I mean, seriously, who are they even talking about?”

Bones pushed the cream over to Jim. “Stop looking forlorn. And come on, don’t play dumb blond with me. You know it’s you and Spock.”

Jim burst out laughing even as he poured cream, lots of it, into the coffee. “First of all, no way. And second of all, no way. And third, Spock and I aren’t famous.”

“Oh so famous.”

“We are not. Look, I don’t know who they’re talking about there, if any actual real person, but I can assure you that it’s not us.” He grabbed Bones’ face and turned his head so he was looking at the corner of the room where Spock and Uhura were sitting at a table for two and looking very intimate. “What does that look like to you?”

“Well.” Bones huffed. “It sounds like you.”

“It’s not. Or if it is, it’s just made up to amuse gullible idiots like you.”

“Who are you calling an idiot?” Bones stood. “I guess I’ll be going back to the medbay. Dinner later?”

Jim smiled. “You got it. I need to head to the bridge myself.” He took a few more unsatisfying sips of coffee, then headed out of the mess and to the turbolift. The doors were about to close when an arm, encased in science blue shot out and stopped it.

“One day you’re going to lose an arm doing that, Mister Spock.” He pulled the lever. “Bridge.”

Spock stepped past him and stopped the lift.

“What are you doing?”

Spock arched a brow. “I believe you are aware what I am doing, Captain.”

Jim watched, wide-eyed, as Spock dropped to his knees in front of him and began to undo the zipper of his pants. “Spock! Not here. Not again.”

“Yes, here.”

“But, Jesus, everyone’s getting suspicious and—” Spock pulled his cock out of his pants and swallowed him down. “Oh, fuck.”

He lost himself to the sensation of Spock sucking his dick, deep throating him. He threaded his fingers into Spock’s hair, clutching him there while he rutted into Spock’s mouth.

“This is-is so inappropriate,” he gasped as his hips rocked and his legs began to feel like jelly. Spock’s hands gripped his legs then like a vise, holding him up while he swallowed Jim deep. His release hit him suddenly, powerful and hard, and he flooded Spock’s mouth with his seed when Spock refused to let go until he’d milked Jim’s cock to the last.

Jim leaned heavily against the bulkhead and Spock removed a cloth from his pocket, wiped Jim off, and then methodically tucked his captain back into his pants and zipped him up.

Spock stood, used another cloth to wipe his mouth, and as Jim watched with half closed eyes, took out a spray bottle which he then sprayed into his open mouth.

Jim huffed out a laugh. “You’re something else.”

“So you have said.”

“Bones is starting to suspect.”

“It is you who has kept our relationship a secret from the doctor. I have no real objection to him learning.”

Jim sighed and closed his eyes. “I know. It’s just he’s such a pain and so smug about things.” He straightened away from the bulkhead, opening his eyes again. “I’ll tell him. Or we could just walk into the medbay and kiss in front of him.”

“Whenever we kiss we begin to engage in coitus. I am not certain you wish for him to see that.”

Jim nodded. “Good point.” He grabbed Spock’s collar and kissed him thoroughly. “You still taste a bit like me.”

“Cannot be helped.”

Jim went to the lever. “Ready, Commander?”

“Ready, Captain.”

They reached the bridge and Jim went to his chair. He’d been there only for a few seconds when his PADD dinged a message.

Liar!!!

Eyes bugging out, Jim typed back,

What? You saw?

Everything!

OMG Perv!

And I think I’m owed a case of scotch.

Jim sighed and went to put his PADD aside when another message appeared.

And brain and eye bleach. Those too.

April 7, 2017

Ramblings of the Week, April 3, 2017

I had a great weekend in Morro Bay.

This picture is out the window from where we were wine tasting.

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And this one is at night from our balcony hotel room.

MBnight

Haven’t got anything ready to post yet but will begin to work on the next chapter of Dust to Dust, which has just two chapters left.

Other than that I don’t really have anything to talk about.

I am sure most have seen the ridiculousness that is Zach right now. I wonder if he decided to distract everyone from Chris’ new look. *smh*

Here’s something going around on tumblr! LOL

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April 3, 2017

Flash Fic Friday, March 31, 2017

My Prompt This Week was a situation that is not what it seems at first glance.

“Give me another one,” Jim said to the bartender on Locisian. It was only his third and he’d barely felt the other two. But God he needed to get drunk. To unsee Spock and Uhura cuddling in the transport train from the city of Answell. This particular shore leave couldn’t be done with soon enough.

Jim was happy for them. They were working things out after their troubles right around the incidents at Yorktown and Altamid. Good for them. But he didn’t want to have to see their reconciliation in action. There were even rumors that Uhura might be pregnant. Swell.

The bartender slammed down the drink and moved off down the bar toward other customers. It was loud and crowded and Jim sort of just sat in the corner minding his own business. He’d had a couple offers since he’d come in but so far he hadn’t been drunk enough yet to drown his sorrows in sex. He’d probably get there before too much longer.

He picked up the drink and looked around. There was a dance floor and there were lots of different species dancing. He noticed Sulu and his husband, Ben, who had met him for shore leave, amongst them.

“Jim.”

He turned in the other direction to face Bones. “Oh, hey. Thought you were busy with that outbreak of Nifirian Flu.”

“It’s under control now. Thought I’d take a little break.” Bones sat next to him and gestured for a drink. “You look like hell.”

“Gee, I can always count on you to make me feel my best.”

“So why are we drowning ourselves now?”

“No reason.”

“No reason, huh? A call from your mom?”

Jim snorted. “No. Last time I talked with her was my birthday.”

“Admiralty being assholes?”

“When aren’t they?”

“Point,” Bones said, picking up the bourbon he just received. “Then it must be the hobgoblin.”

Jim shook his head. “Let it go, Bones.”

“Thought so. “ Bones leaned in close. “I have a way to distract you from Spock. From them.”

Jim downed his third drink. “Oh? What’s that?”

“Down the street is a little known establishment.” Bones grinned.

“Keep talking.”

“There’s girls and boys. Different species.”

“Shit, are you talking a brothel, Bones?”

Bones shrugged. “You want to get laid with no strings attached, right? It’s legal here. And you can have whatever you like.” He dropped his voice. “Rumor has it they even have a Vulcan.”

“No way.”

“Could be false,” Bones said. “But even still I bet they have someone there to interest both of us.”

“I don’t know.”

Bones squeezed his arm. “Come on, Jim. Let’s go take a look. If you don’t like the look of it, we can leave and do something else.”

Jim nodded. “Okay, let’s go.”

He followed Bones to the exit and out into the night. They’d walked about a block down the street when Spock appeared in front of them.

“Oh. Hey. Aren’t you?”

Spock raised a phaser.

“Spock!”

He fired it at Bones.

“What the—”

Bones collapsed beside him and turned into…someone else. Someone Jim had never seen before. Ever.

“My apologies, Captain. A shape shifter.”

“Holy shit.”

“Doctor McCoy is currently on the Enterprise dealing with the Nifirian Flu.”

“This-this guy-he knew…” Jim swallowed and took a step back. “He knew so much.”

Spock nodded. “This particular species of shape shifters are also telepaths.”

“Telepaths?”

Two security officers from the Enterprise arrived and picked up the unconscious shape shifter.

“What did he want with me?”

“You are highly sought after as a kidnap victim these days. No doubt to use against the Federation. If you will allow me, I will escort you back to the Enterprise.”

Jim blew out a breath. “Yeah, I guess that might be a good idea.”

They were in the turbolift making their way to the officers’ deck when Jim turned to Spock. “How’d you know where to find me anyway? Last I saw, you were on a transport train to Answell.”

“”I have been watching out for you, Captain. You take too many chances.”

Suddenly he was crowded against the wall of the turbolift and he realized it had stopped moving.

“Spock?”

Spock’s hands slammed against the wall, on either side of Jim’s head. “Do you know the lengths I have to go to in order to keep you safe?”

“Well, I—”

“Be silent.” Spock leaned in close and then as Jim watched, a long, pointed lizard like tongue came out of Spock’s mouth toward him.

Jim screamed.

And woke up in his bed, chest heaving, sweating everywhere.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

He was in his quarters. Quiet and normal as can be. When he thought he could move without his chest exploding, he got up and went into the shower and then dressed in his uniform before going up to the bridge.

“Status report?” Jim asked as he slid into his chair.

“We’ll make orbit for Locisian in an hour, Captain,” Sulu replied.

“Very good. Maintain.”

Spock walked up to his chair from his own station. “Looking forward to shore leave, Captain?’

Jim smiled a little. “Actually, Spock, I think I’m going to sit this one out.”

A little creepy, yes?

March 31, 2017

Mid-Week Ramblings, March 30 Edition

The last couple of days have been difficult for me depression-wise. It’s been a bit crippling. Reading a bunch of crap on the internet that has bugged the crap out of me didn’t help in the least either.

For a while, I was back thinking, fuck this, I am going to delete my account, delete everything, that’ll teach them. Who exactly will it hurt? Me.

A co-worker’s 16 year old nephew died of cancer. Just an innocent boy with hopes and dreams that will never ever have a chance of coming true.

My little tantrum over internet assholes seems pretty insignificant in the face of that.

I wonder, though, why some boy who has a 4.0 grade point average and likes to play video games, doesn’t get to make it past 16 but monsters like Charles Manson linger forever.

I saw Beauty and the Beast this week and quite liked it.

I don’t know what we will see next week but I am sure it will be something.

I finished my Big Bang T’hy’la story yesterday and sent it off to a BETA reader. I don’t really use BETA readers anymore (I used to) but this was a requirement of the challenge so I did. I really like what I wrote and when it finally gets posted in June, I hope you will too.

I don’t know what to post next. I think next on my spreadsheet is Me When I was Young but I am kind of wanting to write the next chapter of You are the Light. It may not get done or posted until Monday though. We will see.

Edited to add: I posted the chapter of Me When I was Young. Just one more to go on this story. I’m ready to conclude it.

In the latest fiasco that is my game playing, for an online game I play on my computer, last Friday, I went to buy diamonds and egg shards (don’t ask, it’s for their spring quest). I decided to buy the most expensive package they were offering that day because I had just gotten paid. Then as I was paying through PAYPAL, it didn’t look like it went through, so I hit it again. You guessed it. I got charged twice, because indeed it did go through. I did get twice the stuff for it but since I had chosen the most expensive package you can imagine I was not pleased. I felt like a complete and utter fool.

I confessed my error last night to the SO. It went okay, considering. But there was some talk of blocking my game. Humph.

My friend, Soup, sent me a picture comparing Chris’ latest bald look (makes face) to Charlie Brown. Hilarious.

I will have a Flash Fic up tomorrow. It’s a little sinister.

March 30, 2017

Flash Fic Friday March 24, 2017

Prompt today is the same for both me and Kris. Write a fic containing this line:

“Will you have sex with me?” This is mine.

“Will you have sex with me?”

Spock looked up from his PADD. He was seated on a bench in the Academy atrium trying to concentrate on his lesson plan. And failing even before the extraordinary cadet with the bluest eyes he had ever seen approached him.

The cadet was tall, not quite as tall as Spock, but close, with golden hair to go with those bluest of eyes. The cadet was very good looking by Terran standards or Vulcan standards for that matter. In fact, Spock believed he would be hard pressed to find an alien race that did not appreciate the aesthetic appeal of this cadet.

“Hello.” The cadet smiled widely. “I really am sorry to bother you and I know my question is really bold. But see my friends claim that I could get absolutely anyone to have sex with me and I am telling them it’s absolute rubbish. I promise after you say no I’ll never bother you again. So. Will you have sex with me?” he asked again.

“Cadet Kirk, correct?”

His smile faltered for a moment before brightening again. “Yeah, that’s right.”

Spock nodded. “Yes, I will have sex with you.”

“Wh-what?”

Spock arched a brow. “The answer to your query is, in fact, yes.”

Kirk’s jaw dropped. “But-but you’re an instructor and a-a commander and a-a Vulcan.”

“I am, indeed, all three of those things, although currently I am on leave from active instruction.” Spock rose and stuffed his PADD into his book bag. “My apartment is close by.”

“We’re really going to have sex?” Kirk asked, his blue eyes wide.

Spock hesitated, suddenly uncertain. “Or did you only ask me, specifically, to provide sport for yourself and your friends, not actually having any true desire to engage in sexual activity?”

Kirk was staring at him. “No. I mean, no. I…” His tongue came out to trace his lips. “I’d, um, I’d like to, uh, to have sex with you.”

Spock nodded. “Then we may proceed to my apartment.”

Kirk adjusted his own book bag on his shoulder. His skin was flushed red to match his cadet uniform. “Okay.”

Spock turned to walk down the pathway that would lead to the street and then about half a block to his apartment building. He trusted Cadet Kirk to follow him and sure enough Kirk trailed just a bit behind him as he walked.

The truth was this was highly unusual and perhaps even illogical behavior for him. But after his recent communication from Vulcan regarding the breaking of his bond by T’Pring, with whom he’d been connected since he was seven, Spock was feeling strangely bereft. He had no particular fondness for T’Pring, but she had expressed her opinion that Spock was entirely lacking. Given his recent failed attempt at a relationship with Nyota, Spock had begun to wonder if perhaps it really was him.

So perhaps his agreement to engage in copulation with Kirk was impulsive, but Spock intended to go through with it.

He opened the doors to the building and held them aside for Kirk to pass through. Kirk gave him a rather tentative smile and then walked through the doors. Spock’s gaze lowered to Kirk’s ass.

Kirk looked over his shoulder. “Are you checking me out?”

“Yes.”

He laughed at that. “You’re certainly not subtle.”

Spock held the lift doors open for Kirk to go in. “What would be the point? And besides, it is you who approached me.”

“Yeah, yeah, I did.” Kirk leaned against the wall of the lift. “I didn’t think you’d agree though.”

The lift doors opened onto the corridor containing his apartment. “Having second thoughts?”

“No.”

They stopped at Spock’s apartment and he provided his access to open the door. “After you, Cadet.”

Kirk went inside. “Since we’re about to fuck, you probably ought to call me Jim.”

“Indeed…Jim.”

“Have you-have you ever done this?”

“Had sex?”

“Well, yeah. I mean I’ve heard Vulcans aren’t really very casual about these sorts of things.”

“We are not,” Spock acknowledged. “The bedroom is that way.” He pointed.

Kirk bit his lip and nodded.

“You have done this before yourself, correct?”

“Well. Um. Yeah. I mean, I’ve had sex. With, you know, girls. And I’ve done blow jobs with guys.”

“But no actual intercourse?”

“No,” Kirk admitted. “Wanted to, though. You have lube?”

“Vulcans secrete natural lubrication for the act of coitus.”

Kirk smiled a little. “That’s handy, isn’t it?”

He sort of shrugged and then headed for the bedroom, shedding his cadet’s jacket and undershirt while he went. Spock could appreciate the efficiency of that.

He had chosen a rather large bed when he’d rent this apartment and at the moment, imagining Kirk nude in his bed was a very arousing thing.

Kirk sat on the edge of it and toed off his boots. Though Spock knew he should be removing his own clothing, he desired to watch Kirk removing his, for every movement from the young cadet was highly erotic to Spock.

Especially each time that tongue stuck out.

Kirk laid on his back as his hands went to the fastenings of his trousers. Spock’s penis filled and rose against his regulation briefs in anticipation. The slow sound of Kirk’s zipper being lowered increased his heart rate by several beats.

As Kirk shimmied out of his trousers, his tongue poked out between his lips and Spock could not stand it one minute more. He knelt on the edge of the bed, leaned down and sucked Kirk’s tongue into his mouth, drawing out a needy moan.

When Kirk gasped for air against him, his blown pupils swallowing that cornflower blue, Spock allowed him the chance to breathe. He stared intently at Spock.

“God, we’re really going to do this, aren’t we?”

Spock stroked his fingers along Kirk’s left cheek. “Affirmative.”

“Wow.”

“Jim.” Spock gazed down at that incredible smile. “Will you have sex with me?”

“Oh yeah.”

March 24, 2017

Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto)

Fan Fiction and Personal Ramblings

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