Mr. August

On the eighth day of Sexmas, I delivered to mommy….
Richard Gere VHS-ing.

Note: For those of you unfamiliar with the inside joke about the fakanál, click here.

Anyu likes Richard Gere enough that I think she would agree that he qualifies for Mr. August, in addition to Mr. February. This is a poorly-Photoshopped poster from the film "Nights of Rodanthe",which has a very special significance to my mother, mostly because she has not yet seen it. Here's why:

"Darn it, I can't find 'Nights of Rodanthe' on VHS for Anyu's birthday," I said, clicking through numerous online home video web pages.

Matt, my partner in crime in all things film-related, raised an eyebrow and pushed his seat back from his workstation. "Now, why would ANYONE still buy anything on VHS?" Matt does a lot of film direction and cinematography, so the idea of paying actual money for a film less than crystal-clear quality makes the man shutter.

"My cousin gave her a DVD player a while back, but she can’t find the cords that plug into the TV. Anytime I try to take a look at the unit, Anyu...
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New York, New York VI: NYPD

(This is the final installment of New York, New York)

I stood on the corner for an eternity and listened to the hum of New York City. A wave of relief washed over me as the all-familiar flashing lights came up the street. I walked into the street to flag the police car down, but a few taxi cabs drives got excited and immediately pulled up next to where I was standing. I shook my head and tried to shoo them away.

“No, no, I don’t need to go anywhere, I need the police, I-“

“Police? Is someone hurt?” a random jaywalking lady asked.

“No, nothing like that, there were these kids with fruit and-" I stopped because I sounded crazy. I wondered whether or not I should have gotten involved. Was I making too big of a deal? Did this stuff happen in New York all the time?

“Hey, Steph!” A familiar voice said from behind me. I spun around to see one of the people in my group. “I’ve been looking for you, what the heck is going on?”

A crowd had quickly formed around me and the police car started to travel past...
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