Not MY Code Red

The Rogue Speaks:

I got a lot of feedback from my "Onus" post, so for this Saturday Centus, I am taking a break and referring you instead to a blog called The Red Sweater.  What you will find there is not a Saturday Centus, but instead a heartbreaking saga about the life of a friend and her son.  I hope you will take the time to read some of the entries, and comment to her.  Let her know that I sent you over.

I am heading over to Jekyll Island in a few minutes to view the annual arts festival.  A report will follow!!!

Grandma Was Right!!

The Rogue Speaks:

Yes, I'm late with my Saturday Centus.  I was conflicted.  I kind of wanted to write about the young woman who was fired for having pre-marital sex, but decided against that one.  Jenny gave us a good prompt, and another 100 words to write, so I came up with this (the prompt is in bold type):

My grandma always told me, you can’t judge a book by its cover.  One must really read the blurb, or at least a good review before purchasing it.  That goes for movies, too!

Rod and I hadn’t seen a movie since we moved here, and since it was COLD, and not golf weather, we went to see “Silver Linings Playbook.”  Folks at the Academy Awards said it was good.   NOT!!!

WAY TOO STRESSFUL!  LOTS OF YELLING AND SCREAMING!  About 20 minutes into the film, I wanted my money back.  I gritted my teeth and stuck it out, though, right through the dance contest.
 

This movie was like Dancing With The Stars on Klonopin.  If you come from a dysfunctional family, and frantic, screaming people make you sick to your stomach, don’t see it!

Art?  There is ART and there is ART.  This was not art.