Rey's A Point

Author: Rey

  • Protect Your Neck: Securing Your WordPress Blog

    A couple of weeks ago my other site, the Bible Archive, was flagged by google for containing badware. I think its still listed as flagged: I’m just waiting for them to review it again to show that there’s no badware on it. I had a cache on my site that allowed quicker rendering of the…

  • Color Me Bad: Painting Again

    I decided to start painting again. My buddy the Greek proved to be an inspiration as well as the likes of Gurney and my old illustrator buddy Robert Accornero. Below you’ll see an animated gif of a very bad early stage of a painting (first acrylic painting in a decade for me) and here’s a…

  • Lost: A Penny For Your Thoughts

    Do I even have to say it at this point? Spoilers below.

  • American IDrool: My American Idol Picks

    Another winter, another season of American Idol. I can’t stand this show that invariably draws me in from another room in the house and forces me to hate and love some of the performers. I mean honestly, I’m so done with this show taking away valuable script writing time (okay, someone wrote in and the…

  • That’s Just Nonsense

    You all know the poem: it’s pretty darn famous. Lewis Carrol’s The Jabberwock showed up in “Through the Looking Glass” and it became embedded in our literal (heh) culture ever since.  I also wanted to include my own nonsense poem but alas, I can’t find it.

  • Lost: Ominous Music

    Spoilers below

  • …At the Diner On The Corner

    “You’ve been here two years and you haven’t eaten there yet?” How could I answer? I’m a stay-at-home art director who works off-site for ESPN. I can easily take an hour lunch at the restaurant up the block: I just haven’t felt motivated to. While driving, one witnesses Minivan Caravans canvassing miles of rural-dential property…

  • What’s Better: PS3 or 360?

    There is a certain (skewed) comfort in knowing that most of your writing maintains a sense of undistinguished obscurity. Odd, I know, but it allows a level of freedom not found in the Shakespeare’s of the internet. As such a person of my diminished caliber can stop, look over the landscape and unashamedly open up…

  • Writer of the Storm

    Back in Queens, in the rear room of my old house, during a thunderstorm, I would lie on my bed and listen to the whooshing wind and the rain pelting against the porch’s aluminum awning. The somnambulistic sounds were perfect for snuggling with any book, many pillows and a well placed yawn. Even when hurricanes…

  • Testpig Melancholia

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