‘You Can Tell By The Lines I’m Reciting, I’ve Seen That Movie Too!’ A mix tape by Allyson Jones

I’ve started my journey into the world of Veronica Mars. I have the first two discs of season one and judging from the first episode, I know that I’m going to dig it. Veronica Mars is like a blonde Nancy Drew with a savvy, private detective know how mixed with a healthy dose of teenage attitude. In my opinion, the show mixes in elements of the The Rockford Files, Clueless, and Buffy The Vampire Slayer.

So far, I’m digging it and I’m itching to get through season 1 and 2 so that I can start fresh this fall with season 3.

It’s great seeing Kyle Secor (Detective Bayless from Homicide: Life On The Street) working on what appears to be a great show.

I managed to watch Benchwarmers yesterday and I found it fairly enjoyable. Does it break new ground? No, but it’s okay as “jock” films go.

Jon Heder, better known as Napoleon Dynamite, was most definitely typecast in this film. If he doesn’t break free in his next picture, he’s going to end up like Screech from Saved By The Bell selling his T-shirts on the Internet in order to make his house payments.

I gave Benchwarmers 3 out of 5 stars on Netflix. My nephew Preston gave it 5 out of 5! He loved the physical and slapstick comedy elements found in the movie. He cackled his little ass off whenever Heder threw the bat when trying to hit the ball.

That’s pretty much it for me because there’s nothing exciting going on. The Promotions Staff at Rock 92 is preparing for the Buckmaster’s Expo this weekend at the Greensboro Coliseum. So just about everything I’m doing this week is preparing for the event.

Although I’m not a hunter, nor will I ever be, I love deer meat. I have a lot of family members that hunt deer and other critters. My father hasn’t gone hunting in some time. Hell, even my mother has shot a few rabbits in her time.

I remember my first excursion into the woods with my Grandfather Pence. He took me rabbit hunting with him when I was about 11 or 12. I had no real interest in going “on the prowl”, I think it was more or less to get me out of the house and away from the television.

He pointed me into the general direction of a rabbit poised in front of a tree. He handed me his shotgun and told me to shoot it. But I couldn’t see it even though it was about 50 feet in front of me. I didn’t know that I was severely nearsighted then and the brown hair of the rabbit easily blended into the fallen leaves.

So again, my grandfather’s expectations of the perfect oldest grandson were shattered. I couldn’t care less about fishing and it seemed that I was too much of a coward to shoot a rabbit that could have easily ended up in our stewing pot.

For some reason, I’d like to try my hand at hunting once again even though I have a strong dislike for anything outdoorsy. But, I’d like to try the “Harland” approach with hunting.

Harland was the older man on Northern Exposure who owned The Brick and married to the younger Shelly. When Harland went hunting, he shot his prey with a camera instead of a gun. And I feel that is something I can easily get on board with.

I’ll just continue letting the rest of my family kill things and eat them when they arrive on my plate.