Let's hear it for 2 years of merciless bloggin'

June 21. Always a special day at JeremyBear.com (not to mention the northern hemisphere, as, according to Dad, it's the longest day of the year - Summer Solstice. Thanks, Pop!), for this marks two full years of my online journal, and showing no signs of slowing. By and large, I'm trying to manage about two updates a week and lately I've come pretty close to hitting the mark, so three cheers for me.

And because I'm such a nostalgic git, I've decided that it's time for a return to glory for the Suggest-A-Script offices here at JB Web Central. Yeah, I know, it's been eons since I've cranked out a one-pager, but that hasn't necessarily stopped many friends/loved ones/random passers-by from continuing to suggest. Much thanks.

But, as a peace-offering, here are NOT one, NOT two, but THREE new scripts! Ka-bam! Who loves ya, baby?

The first one's been sitting in my Inbox for well over a year and I was shocked and delighted to rediscover it. A title suggestion from a dear, dear buddy from the Grace College days and beyond. Straight outta Galloway, Ohio, it's Tom "Honus" Burns with That Sips!. Hope you like it, Honus.

Number two was suggested by my friend and work associate, Michael Geisen. You may think Michael is little more than a slicker-than-slick, 'please-sign-here-for-your-new-refrigerator-Mr.Eskimo' salesman extraordinaire, but you'd be sorely mistaken, buster. For Michael is a dedicated left-winger. A donkey-worshipper. A Michael Moore disciple. A Gay Pride Flag-waver. An equal opportunity, welfare-supportin', wealthy-taxin', pro-choice, anti-war LIBERAL. And, man, I can't help it, I love the guy to death. Anyhow, his title suggestion was You'll Thank Me Later and the world does indeed owe him a terrific debt of gratitude. Thanks, Michael, yeh bastid, and enjoy.

And, finally, big big ups to April Schweitzer for her suggestion, Upping the Schlep Factor. April's an old high school cohort that absolutely defies description. A genius, certainly, but it's a magical sort of genius that's normally reserved for hermitic sherpas or sentient ostriches. See what I mean? You just kinda have to know her.
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Saw Harry Potter 3 last night. Not bad, that. I like the fact that Rowling is allowing her stories to grow up with her title character, not to mention her audience. These things are getting darker as they go along, as well they should. Highly recommended, unless you have some sort of objection to the positive portrayal of children experimenting with witchcraft, you squares.

But what stuck with me the most were the previews. Since the Harry Potter franchise is still largely considered kiddie fare, the coming attractions were all kids movies... and hoofah! With the possible exception of the Lemony Snicket/Jim Carrey movie coming later this year, every single trailer demonstrated the most horrific, brain-numbing pap I've seen in some time. No wonder most children are shallow and delusional if this is what defines their entertainment. Ridiculous stereotypes; tarted-up under-agers; bubble gum special effects; cranked-out, network exec, formulaic nonsense.

Kids, please. Read a book instead. The Princess Diaries 2 might seem like a good idea at the time, but you'll never get those hours back.
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Aaaaand last but not least, it seems my website is down, so I'm really celebrating this 2 year anniversary thing in style. Guess it's time to start troubleshooting.

By the way, if you can read this, it's fixed. Er, hooray in advance.