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Word Monster and The Expendables

    Hey, everyone. I had a nice day, even though we just hung around the house. Carley played a game called Word Monster. In this puzzler, you have a grid of letters and drag your finger around them to make words. The catch is, you have to make a word that completes a phrase for which they have already given you a portion, like ------ and role. Maybe this fictional example would be cameo. She loves the game and returned to the app store to buy several hundred of the puzzles. You get 40 for free. She played all 40 of them today, while I was doing something constructive, like avoiding the goat. There are 5 additional packs which she bought for 99 cents each. As you might expect, I am not so crazy about it, but that is just me. I have to report that this game takes the liberty of turning on your notifications so they can send you banners on your screen. Just go to settings, notifications and turn everything off, after you download the game.
     One of my favorite games, Razor Salvation, came out with a new update today. I have yet to play it with the update, but the reload time has been reduced, I understand.
    I downloaded a free game called Combat Mission Touch. I can't say if it is good or not, as I have not played it yet, having a previous commitment with a goat. Ha, ha. I do know that you have missions to fulfill and that you drag and place soldiers and tanks in order to fulfill your mission. My thought was, hey, it's free so I'll try it.
    This evening, I watched two movies. One was Mr. Baseball, with Tom Selleck. It is a charming show, about an aging American player who gets sent to Japan to play. Didn't you like Selleck's old TV show called Magnum, P.I.? I loved Higgins, Rick and T.C.
    Later in the evening I watched the Sly Stallone flick called The Expendables. I enjoyed it. Plenty of action. It is about a group of mercenaries who are hired by The Company (CIA) to kill the men who are running an island. It is a big job, but heck, the stars include guys like Jet Li, Dolph Lundgren, Bruce Willis, Arnold Schwarzenegger and Mickey Roarke. Jason Statham is in it and I really like him, as well. I wish I could enlist his aid in the battles on Trigger Fist. By the way, I really hated to hear about Stallone's son dying. There could be nothing tougher than to bury a child. My heartfelt condolences to the family.
    Well, it's late and I have a book to finish. Actually, I am writing Notch 8 and also the sequel to my popular teen romance called The Black Mushroom. In the latter, Breeze has been taken to live with her mother, separating her and her new-found love. Will he go after her? I certainly hope so. The original story was so short that I just sent it out for free. It bothered me to leave those kids hanging in mid-air, so to speak, so I am going to resolve their romance.
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills. 
      
    



    
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