“The International” didn’t make much sense to me. I was hoping for a fast paced action thriller like (Clive Owen’s previous) “Shoot ‘em Up” or even “Derailed”. But this one was too dramatic. And by the ending I had no clue why Clive Owen’s character was even doing what he was doing. And I didn’t care either.
scratching an itch
call it the power of memes. its an itch. to blog. to tell the world what I think.
not that the world needs one more person's opinions, but hey, what the heck, that ain't going to stop me! what does stop me though is my laziness. and my disinterest in telling the world what I think. but the mind has a mind of its own which only the mind knows, and so as a compromise between my mind's desire to blog and my desire to keep shut here's a little something. a mini blog. a tumblelog.
p.s. I have some stuff at my Google Reader page too.
not that the world needs one more person's opinions, but hey, what the heck, that ain't going to stop me! what does stop me though is my laziness. and my disinterest in telling the world what I think. but the mind has a mind of its own which only the mind knows, and so as a compromise between my mind's desire to blog and my desire to keep shut here's a little something. a mini blog. a tumblelog.
p.s. I have some stuff at my Google Reader page too.
