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Yeah, it’s not the same not hearing it from the lead singer of Disturbed.  Needless to say, as the title suggests, I’m Down With the Sickness.  It’s just a small thing, not related to anything in the animal family, winged or hoofed.  Thank heavens for cold pills and their hallucinogenic properties.  I had this weird dream about a reality show with Christopher Walken called Walken Tall.  You can’t make this kinda stuff up.  Ok, I made that up, but still.  Since I’m slightly out of sync with the rest of the world, pop on over to and get your fill of me audibly with Raptorface podcast #2.  You can listen from the site or download it and listen on the go.  In your car.  While taking a jog.  Going for a walk.  Riding a bike.  In the shower.  (Not in the shower, please).  Thank you, and I’ll see you next week.  Ah-choo! 


Jerale C


I was originally going to title this blog: Dos Vadanya, Alien.  I went for the more obscure, as usual, and opted for an early 90’s movie reference.  So… I’ve got this weird fascination for the Tunguska event.  For those unaware, there was an explosion in Tunguska, Russia in 1908 that emitted a blast of radiation that affected residents of towns 20 miles away.  The light from the blast was so bright that it could be seen in England.  The blast flattened the trees on the outskirts of the Tunguska forest in a circular pattern, but left the ones in the epicenter still standing.  The official scientific explanation for this is a comet or meteor that exploded roughly a mile above the ground.  Many believe that it was caused by an alien spaceship crashing into the Earth.

I use the Tunguska event in my story The Secret Life of God.  If you recall, Dan Ackroyd’s character, Ray Stanz, in Ghostbusters mentions it as well.    It’s fascinating.  Check out Wikipedia to learn more about the event.  It really is interesting.  Almost a decade ago, geez I hate talking like that- always reminds me of how old I am, Warren Ellis and Jim Lee did an issue of Stormwatch that involved an alien invasion.  The Stormwatch crew had difficulty fighting the aliens at first because they couldn’t see them.  This story has to be read for the true impact.  Such a great story and incredible art.  Anyway, the alien being was so, for lack of a better word, alien that their minds couldn’t comprehend it and instead presented them with an image that it could handle to keep them from going insane.  Pretty interesting concept.  I’ve always subscribed to the idea that if aliens do exist, whatever you think they might look like, they can’t look like.  They are aliens!  The very definition of the word means something foreign and unfamiliar to you.  If you can conceive it, then they can’t be anything like that.  Our thinking is based upon our perception of things, but a true alien would not be subjected to how we perceive life and anatomy and how things work.  Like how scientists say that math is a universal language, but that only holds true to human beings.  If we on Earth can’t choose whether standard or metric should be the international use for measure, how can we expect aliens to use or adopt our rule of measure?  Their concept of mathematics could be beyond anything we’ve ever considered. 

Not trying to get off on a rant here, but you see where I’m going.  I had an idea, borrowing from Warren Ellis’, about a group of people who team with a scientist to investigate an alien appearance, and have to used a modified hallucinogenic to expand their consciousness so that they can perceive the alien visitors.   I think it’s interesting.

Hey, you know another good invasion movie, The Arrival, with Charlie Sheen; you know, back when he used to act. 

I keep the idea in my head waiting for the right time to use it.  I like aliens, and I love sci-fi (RIP Forest Ackerman).  It allows for so much mental free-range, you can just let your mind run wild.  Yee-haw, free-range thoughts.  Now, that’s organic. 



Let me start off by saying I watched the new Death Race movie over the weekend.  Yeah, I know I said I wouldn’t, but I need to know just how bad it was.  Colour me masochistic.  That’s one of the colours in the new Crayola line.  Well, suffice it to say, I’m now blind and deaf.  But, on the plus side, I can now play a helluva game of pinball.  I could spend more time tearing that movie apart then it actually took to watch it. 

Well, even though I still have a few months to go, I’ll admit I’m falling behind.  Now, this is nothing new, but it angers me.  I’ve got tons of work to do, and plenty of things to write, but I can’t seem to get it done.  I can come up with tons of reasons and excuses, but none of them really make any difference.  I need to stop screwing around and just do the work.  This includes trying to contribute a new article ever week to RaptorFace as well. 

So, why the Rocky reference?  I don’t know.  I just always liked that moniker.  Rest assured, I’m not going to start preaching the praises of Sly Stallone again.  But I could!  I guess the title means I have to keep fighting.  Keep pushing.  Never forget this feeling.  Don’t become complacent or rest on my laurels and stop giving a damn like some writers.  I won’t mention any names, but if you know me, then you know who I’m talking about, Willis.  I’ve got to do more, and try harder. 

Ok, real short week, I’m not making any sense tonight.  Song for this week’s blog, So Ambitious by Jay-Z and Pharrell.  Just groove on that, and I’ll see you next time. 

Same bat-time.  Same bat-channel.  “Wings don’t fail me now!  Batty batty batty!”