That about sums up how I felt about the Cloverfield movie. Just not impressed by a monster taking Manhattan and cloaking it in “Movie 2.0″ with the jingly-jagly hand-held “reality action” video did not make it any better. You could easily beat to death one of the secreted offspring but of course all the firepower of a United States Combined Forces assault couldn’t bring down the parent. And as if the battery would last that long.

I’ve been toying with writing a story for a couple of years. Haven’t gotten very far but thought I’d put up some of what I’ve written so far just to see if it was interesting to anyone at all.

“Welcome back to Omnibowl 27. I’m Jim Edwards along with Tokado Yomito and Phillipe Denard with continuing live coverage from the new Ariel Tel Aviv stadium. It’s Third and 78 from the 235. Rio de Janero sends 6 wide right, 3 left. Yokohama responds with a triple-layer prevent. RdJ snaps to an 11 man wide 10 man double core. Yokohama feathers the flanks, sets up a shock. Ball snaps.”

The thunderclap of the lines drown out the 200,000 plus in attendence. Surgical corner strikes take out 5 of the receiver set. Shock blitz tears a hole right but offensive countershock left keeps it from penetrating inner shell. 6 receivers are 40 yards deep into the second perimeter in under 3 seconds and now at full speed.

Santos looked out over the field from the safety of the inner pocket. He gives thanks that the he could still see over the smaller 10 foot inner linemen. Heads up visor vector displays show Emmanuel as the highest probable reception. Santos wasn’t paid 200 million Gs a year to think about doing anything other than what the display told him to do.

Emmanuel heard the audible tone indicating he was primary receiver and accelerated along his vector. He focused on the reception trusting his armor to handle the expected impact of the Yokohama tertiary.

Takada Otoma, the defensive operator for Yokohama, smiled. He took a serious gamble on this play, purposely making a couple of the corner strikes miss and feiging follow-on coverage. Just as Santos went to Emmanuel, Takada released 3 of his corners and 2 safeties to the projected convergence point. The RdJ offensive coordinator hit the alert. Santos could only watch as the ball arced the 150 yards to Emmanuel.

The warning audible sounded in Emmanuel’s helmet. He’d heard it a few times before in his career, probably more than any other receiver. He’d always been able to handle it. He just needed those few extra centimeters and he knew he could make it through. He started to make his move but something was wrong. The anticipated acceleration he’d always expected didn’t come. His eyes opened wide and a sudden stomach punch of fear hit him.

So did the first two corners. One high, one low, while the two safeties hit him in the front and the back, one at base of his skull the other in his stomach. His nanoarmor was designed to react to one or two, possibly three simultaneous hits, but not four. It buckled almost instantly. Things might have been only game-ending at that point. Unfortunately the third corner was Okama Noguchi.

The biggest and fastest of the Yokohama corners at 8′ 3″, 350 lbs, Okama was trained to use his 2.9 40 yard speed to hit “last to last”. He started out just a little behind his teammates and aimed for the small of the back. Normally this kind of hit would be enough to severely strain the nanogear, taking him out for the game.
The gear failed completely when Okama struck. Emmanuel’s spine snapped so loud, it could almost be heard outside the massive Tel Aviv dome. One harsh sound came from Emmanuel’s throat and then just a gurgle. The last thing he saw were the lights from the helodirigibles above, floating gently, filled with party gods looking down on the arena from comfortable amphitheater seating.

“Whoa, Emmanuel is down on a terrific convergence play by Yokohama. Wow! That was pure genius. A full 5 back hit. Haven’t seen one of those all year.”

“You’re right, Bob. Terrific play. Looks like Emmanuel is down. His gear seems to have failed. Helodroids are on the way out to pick him up. We’re going to have a substitution time-out. Looks like we’re going to take an injury timeout. We’ll be back after this.”

Except for the familiar sound of a spine snapping, Morgan wasn’t paying attention to the play at all. He wasn’t watching the field. He couldn’t care less. No American team had made it past the opening round in a decade. No, the stands were what interested him the most; a certain section in particular. Looks like he might have something to do anyway today.

“Free” Wi-Fi at DIA is available - all you have to do is watch a 30 “second” commerical from Ultramercial. Of course, the servers are so slow that the 30 seconds turns into 30 minutes of “Loading…” Watching that little blue bar in Safari creep forward gives me more than enough time to write this post. At first, this was all I was going to say except that it’s still “Loading…” so I need to make up some more things to say… Yep, more things to say. Ah! Progress. Now I got the attached message. No shit, Sherlock. I can imagine just how happy Ford is making their potential customers sit through this.

I’m definitely supporting Obama. Only candidate that’s clearly stated that the problem is Pakistan. It’s going to get bad and we need new thinking not old experience. Only problem is I donated cash to the campaign and the only email I get from them is asking for more donations. Doubt that’s a unique situation still it’s a little frustrating.

I actually came up on a guy that had fallen off the lift. I ran up to him thinking the absolute worst and preparing to make the best radio call I could. He just looks up at me and says, “No, no, I’m good.” I couldn’t believe it. I looked up at the lift and back at him. It had to be at least 30 feet high. I stared at him waiting for him to collapse. Nothing. Talked to him for a while and still he seemed to be perfectly OK. Ended up backboarding him as a precaution but he walked right out of the clinic later. Talk about a Christmas gift.

I’ve had the good fortune to be traveling a lot to Europe lately. Certainly opened my eyes a bit more. I thought everyone was like the French in Europe. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a Francophile. I love the French and France. I just thought every other country would insist on your speaking their language first and then go for English. I still try to pick up key phrases but it’s kind of pointless in the Netherlands for example. So, it’s been very fun. Couple of observations.

• I got really frustrated with Charles de Gaulle airport outside of Paris. It never seemed to be well-marked, kind of had to know your way around somehow, know the language. Then I realized the airport was actually in France and I understood.
• The English really seem to like themselves. Whole TV channels dedicated to combing through the details of being English. I can respect that but damn, I’d like to know the score of a Steelers game.
• Amsterdam. Ah, yes.

Well, I’ve finally taken the step of separating my personal blog from my professional blog with the introduction of Seeing Forests. That’s where I’m going to concentrate on professional blogging in the context of Local 2.0. Not going to be as much all over the map (and hence generally irrelevant) when it comes to professional posts. This blog is now going to be all about being, well, me. I’m really going to focus on just amusing me (and maybe one or two others). I’m also formally claiming this blog in my Technorati Profile.

I’ve got a digital split personality to go with my real ones. My “who” is on Facebook, my “what am I doing” is on Twitter, my “where am I going” is on Dopplr and my “who am I linked to professionally” is on LinkedIn. All the while everyone’s watching me surf on Me.dium.com.Thankfully, Sxipper is starting to help me keep things straight. If I can figure out how to centrally manage my various pieces of my distributed digital me (and maybe change my stupid picture on all of these sites) I’m going to be a happy puppy. Just like my Sxipper icon.

Koano is my little one-man-shop while I’m on a leave of absence. Gives a little sense of my professional background.

Taking a leave of absence and doing a little consulting. Helping companies develop monetization strategies around next generation Internet ventures.