Movies have been letting me down. Each year out of the 300 plus films I take in, maybe three stand out as anything worth caring about or having paid to see. So, perhaps with a long enough break I could learn to appreciate movies again the way I used to, as opposed to feeling like I have been bamboozled out of and robbed heavily from both my time and money repositories, each of which are inexpressibly finite.
The day was longer than it was boring, the afternoon held promises, and my thoughts were affixed to fulfilling these promises before the evening insisted upon my attendance. My classes a blur when looked back upon, lessons, Halloween wishes and oddball teachers dressed in what they clearly believed to be hip or funny costumes.
Food. We all need it to survive, some of us however abuse it, not unlike alcohol. I’m one of those abusers.
*James Allendale Mathias is an artist, writer and outlaw living and playing in Nashville, Tennessee. James is married to the most splendid and special lady friend, together they raise three fantabulous boys. During the day James builds websites for amazing clients all over the world, and at night he plays at writing and drawing things for personal amusement.