Freedom City

Days remain until I hop a couple planes to sunny Orlando for the 2011 MegaCon. Carter will also be there, doing Transformer sketches if History is any judge. I’ll be reading old football novels on my Nook in an effort not to spend too much at the movie tables. We’ll see how that goes.

I’ll have a fresh but very small supply of the third part of LOST IN THE WASH with me, so whip out your dollars.

We’re trying out a credit card service, Square, that works very well. I haven’t got the swiper to work yet, but cards can be enetered manually. It’s pretty cool; the buyer signs my smartphone’s with a finger and that’s it. The customer gets a receipt with exact time and place (thanks to phone GPS) and even a picture (optional) taken at time of purchase for extra legitimacy. I did a few experiments with it and it’s very sweet. So we’ll start taking credit cards at the table; hooray!

I was sweating this weekend to keep my two episode lead with my Movie Somnambulist column at One Page Wonder when I ran into what seemd an awful barrier. I’d been circling around watching NIGHT TRAIN TO TERROR for a while, but was reluctant to tackle an anthology movie. Well, I swallowed my fear and yes it is a huge problem. I did a draft review where recounting the barest plot elements took the whole space. So I divided the effort into three reviews and did them all yesterday. There was even enough room for a joke and wry observation or two. Always nice to squeeze a couple into the mix.

Anyways, now I’m way ahead. But I still put a couple future review subjects on my phone, just in case things bog down in travel. Staring at a rough-edged old movie on a phone doesn’t bother me. I’d go blind trying to watch anything with a mise-en-scene worth noting, but shouting heads and machete strikes are easily visible on it.

Now if these damn allergies would get over their 2011 coming-out party already…