Jon Decker: Grasping at Creativity

Rob was wise to point out that I shouldn’t have eaten the thing I found in Central Park. I was told sauteed Treal was a spectacular dish when served with roasted garlic, salt potatoes, and green peppers. However, considering the current state of things, I’d have to say that was no Treal. Apparently, treal should have three full legs not just one (though to be perfectly honest, I thought that was its tail). Either way, I found a sketch online of what a real treal should look like. Maybe I’ll go treal fishing again soon. I hear they love tobacco.

I found a treal in the pond in Central park. I put it in a jar. The water’s a bit dirty, but you can still see it. Anyone know if treal can be eaten?

As I have been otherwise engaged this past month, I haven’t had the proper motivation to do anything artistic for fun. As such I thought I post here, for your entertainment, proof of time travel. I should’ve named this Back in Time New York (especially considering the daylight savings change this weekend).

I just got back from Bob Bowdon’s press screening of “The Cartel“, a documentary on the misuse of funding in the public school system and some of the alternate education options that should be considered as replacements. Bob’s film brings to light the problems inherent in the overstaffed and overpaid state funded teacher’s union, focusing primarily on New Jersey as the prime example of corruption. The documentary has a very grass-roots feel as it bands together parents, teachers, pastors, and governmental policy makers to tell the story of the misappropriation of money and downright Mafia-esque tactics employed by the state funded school administration for the engorgement of their own pockets. [Read the rest of this entry...]

With a 25mill opening weekend beating out all kids movies and Bruce Willis like a yellow H2 crashing through a pile of soft bloated rotten… Oh, right this is auto-posting on Facebook too. Hi, Mom. All I have to say is, “Who you gonna call?” Zombieland was a spectacular ride of FPS gamer heaven in a totally lighthearted commentary on life through decapitation by hedge shears sort of way. Something’s wrong with me.