Foreword by Stan Lerner: “The Guardian” in its entirety is posted at the end of each installment. So, if you’re new to the series just scroll down to the beginning and enjoy some storytelling.
The police, led by plain clothed Detective Fry, storm the room just as the dark figure brings the metal baton down on the skull of the last of Dr. Vincent’s men—the shoulders of his white lab coat turn red from the bludgeoning.
“Freeze!” screams the detective, followed by a chorus of the same. The officers, twenty plus, encircle the murderer. “Drop the baton!” insists Detective Fry. “And put your hands up.”
The hands go up slowly, there’s a strange calm confidence in the motion, which is really more of a gesture. The baton is allowed to slip from his hands—with some light flash smoke pellets. And as all reaches the floor the room erupts into fire and smoke. A dart with a wire attached shoots from the raised prosthetic arm and races toward the ceiling.
Fry peers through the smoke, and although it is surreal, he is confident that he is seeing whatever it is fly upwards toward the glass dome. “He’s on the roof!”
The police burst onto the roof with a violence matched by the raging storm. There is no command to fire but they do, and a hail of tracer bullets advances before them as they run in pursuit into the rainy night.
Standing at the edge of the building, the dark figure lets them get close enough, so they can see him toss down a business card. To the amazement of the police, the thing that they have just witnessed commit a brutal murder jumps. Continue reading
Clippers Owner Donald T. Sterling resisted a trade with Memphis on draft day. Sterling said a trade would only be made if it were a “basketball decision.”
Good morrow, Zach Randolph. The Clips need Blake Griffin, the first pick overall in last Thursday’s draft to put some minutes under his belt. Yes, trading you for Quentin Richardson was a steal. But if it weren’t you, it would have been Mr. Chris Kaman, leaving the Clips with an aging (35 years old) and injury prone Marcus Camby. If it weren’t Kaman, it would have been Mr. Camby, leaving the Clips with an undependable Kaman, something they’ve tried before, unsuccessfully.
Although Griffin will receive a crash course in the big leagues, the Clips can now run a little more. Randolph was a half-court player. Griffin is quick and strong; he loves to cut.
Clippers fans may be a little perturbed by the move. Randolph was a premier player (averaged 20.9 points a game in his short tenure with the Clippers.) However, Clippers Head Coach Mike Dunleavy will no longer have to worry about Randolph growing upset over splitting minutes with a budding player. Continue reading
I did not participate in the hysterical outpouring of emotion and mass mourning for Michael Jackson. I think he was a terribly tragic figure who lived a lonely life and died a lonely death. But he certainly could dance.
His famous ‘moon-dance’ was magical. Smooth and seductive, it was hard to tear your gaze away; deceptively simple but almost impossible to replicate. And it wasn’t just Michael Jackson’s feet. He carried off the stunning illusion of moving backwards while walking forward, by employing his entire body. His posture, the tilt of his head, and the swing of his arms were just as important as his fancy footwork.
One doesn’t have to admire everything about a man in order to learn something valuable from him. How we carry our bodies is important. Do we sit or slouch? Do we stand or stoop? Do we stride purposefully or saunter languidly? These things impact our mood and our effectiveness. Continue reading
It takes one heckuva film or performance for me to be swayed into a position of utter allegiance to an actor, writer or director, but with SURVEILLANCE, writer/director Jennifer Lynch has done just that, solidifying my belief in her unique vision, style and solid execution of a project. Already known for pushing the envelope thanks to “Boxing Helena”, with SURVEILLANCE, Lynch pushes the psychological thriller envelope even further, captivating, enthralling and intriguing us with her own intensity in a cat and mouse game of twists and turns and the unexpected, all linked together by the voice of an innocent child.
The highway can be a lonely place. Driving along, mile after mile, with nothing but the barrenness of golden brown dying field grass to keep you company, you become oblivious to the world beyond the tinted glass of a car window. Continue reading
It’s Wednesday, July 1st and tonight, from 5pm until 8pm, the “rolling wine bar” at Ralphs will host Kendall Jackson Winery and feature their Merlot varietals. Kendall Jackson is a household name in the wine industry. What most people do not know is that Kendall Jackson (KJ) is a major player in the high-end California wine scene. Brands such as Legacy, Atalon, Robert Young, Matanzas Creek and Cardinale are frequently found on fine-dining restaurant’s wine lists. When self-made billionaire Jess Jackson decided to expand, he acquired only top vineyards and brands from throughout California and did not add the KJ brand to the label of his acquisitions. These wineries benefited from his eponymous company’s superior marketing. The KJ portfolio has many more notable brands, much too numerous to list here. Despite what Miles Raymond, (Paul Giamatti’s immortal character) from the film Sideways might have thought, Merlot has rebounded to its former status as a premier varietal of choice in the U.S. (Remember his deathless line: “No! If anyone orders Merlot, I’m leaving. I am NOT drinking any f*cking Merlot!”) Continue reading