Something wrong with the 007 image

I watched the last half of the World Is Not Enough a James Bond movie. Although I must confess I wanted to enjoy the movie; It really left me flat. A couple of reasons may be that I missed the first half, although I don't think so because I can come into a Bond usually at any point and I used to enjoy it. Another factor may have been that the last ten or 15 minutes of the movie were interrupted by the news and then after the news it was completed. Maybe the worst thing was the whole scene with John Clease and M looking for Bond at the end of the movie and sort of using a heat seeking infrared tracking device. You see a really hot body in bed that then gets even hotter and then you see a second body sort of crawl out from under the other. Where upon John Clease hits escape and blames the technology. I don't buy the whole womanizer, M is surprised and embarrassed ploy. I did think that there was more "cold blooded" killing on the part of Bond as well in this 007 movie. James Bond felt more hollow less man. I didn't want to be in his place. What is the world coming to when even his super great car was destroyed; And lastly there were these really far fetched fighting and helicopter saw disk things with the thugs who still can't hit any of the people who need to live to finish the movie,whose ineptness just brought it down to the comic value of the A team.

I was disappointed!
Or have they all been like this and I have just woke up enough to see it?

Beginning to Blog

Could be that no one will ever see these rambling of my less than consistent nor sane mind. Ever wonder about the line in wills and such legal documents that goes something like, "I, William Kenneth Bode, being of sane mind do on this the 4th day of March...." so on and so forth... What is the converse of that statement, "I, William Kenneth Bode, being of gross incompetence and complete off my nut on this who knows what the date is or even what planet I'm on..." And further more I just wonder who is sane when so many people who claim to be so are as far as I'm concerned quite a few bricks shy of a load.

So we, (the Queen can refer to herself in the third person plural so why can't I?) begin this road of trying to record thoughts, reflections, and musings for the digital posterity or maybe to maintain a good outlook. I must admit though it was my photos and a look back at those and some attempts to organize them that moved me to start a blog.

and they sit and wait after calling me to supper so I shall have to leave...

"York is only a few miles more up the road," Bill says to Matt who is always in the back seat making trouble. 

My heart on my cheek