CE Wills

     Hey, everyone. This evening I watched an excellent, and bizarre, older movie from 1951. It is titled Another Man's Poison and stars the late and great Bette Davis and the talented Gary Merrill. Merill plays a bank robber named George Bates. He has robbed a bank with Janet Frobisher's husband and is supposed to meet Frobisher at his estate. When he gets there he discovers that Frobisher's wife (Bette Davis) has disposed of his friend by poisoning him. She is a successful author and the marriage has been on the rocks, much like their house.      Janet is a master manipulator and cons George into disposing of her husband's body. George, in turn, gets to pose as Mr. Frobisher, without the side benefits he might have liked. The byplay between two evil people who will stop at nothing to escape justice and enjoy their undeserved rewards from life is very entertaining.     As the show proceeds, there are more twists to the plot than a piggy's tail. For instance, a n

   Hey, everyone. As you know, I have been playing the fantastic game called Lego: Marvel Super Heroes . Yesterday, I was in the Hydra base, in my guise as Captain America. I was fighting the Red Skull and his minions when something happened which shook my psyche. The Red Skull started to shake his booty at me in time with the background music. I felt like it was disrespectful of me, a worthy opponent. As you can see from the picture above, I hung my head in shame and wept upon my shiny shield.     Oh, sure. He could have been overcome with the moment, the throb of the music, the exhilaration of facing his old foe. It probably meant nothing and I shouldn't have taken it personal.     The dude had a depressing place to live and work. It could certainly use a splash of color. There was a huge, rotating centrifuge with little bulls-eye flaps sticking up like targets. I flung my trusty shield at them and they flipped down which left the Red Skull more vulnerable to my attack. After

    Hey, everyone. I have a certain chair that I normally sit in when I am on the front porch. My butt is talented enough so that it can sit in any chair 'but' it prefers this one particular chair. I sit there and prop my feet up on the porch rail and it is quite comfortable.      A week or so ago I noticed that a bird, a lady cardinal, was flying back and forth into the bush next to me. I am not speaking of the college basketball team (Stanford), but a real female cardinal. Seriously, the bird has built a nest within 2 feet of my chair and has done it while I was sitting there. I mean, this ****** bird has all the woods around here, all the trees, and it chooses to build so close to me that it could count the hairs on my head. I reflected on this bizarre behavior over the course of the day and came up with several intriguing scenarios. Before I list them, let me say that the nest has two small eggs in it. 1) The bird has monitored me closely and knows that I hate cats and

    Hey, everyone. I bought the newest Lego game when it came out late Wednesday night. It is $4.99 and over a Gig in size. It has bunches of Super Heroes and it is possibly one of the best IOS games ever .     It has a lot of separate chapters but one overall storyline. I have played it for hours and hours this weekend and have yet to reach the halfway mark.     It seems that the Silver Surfer has been cruising around  and Shield is tracking down 'Cosmic Bricks'. I, as a Super Person am lending a hand. Sometimes I play as Iron Man. Sometimes as Hulk. Sometimes as Spiderman. Sometimes as Black Widow or Hawkeye. I have fought the Sandman. I have fought Mandarin and Loki. Doctor Doom has made a brief appearance as well. I had a tough battle with Doctor Octopus and I beat him by throwing my shield, in my guise as Captain America. It was funny. Doc Ock put me on a rotating platform with disco lights and music and I could only throw my shield when he opened a glass panel directl

    Hey, gamers. I have been playing a game called Sky Force , as you might have surmised from the title of this missive. It certainly has its good points and its bad, like almost anything.      As you know, the old app store is in a state of evolution. There is a lot of negative stuff going on and I think Apple is trying to rectify some of it. I have said a lot about this stuff in the past so I will endeavor not to rake over the same ground today.     Sky Force is fun. You can actually play it without getting stuck. That is a good point, also. You are flying your plane during a military skirmish of some sort. Heck, let's just call it a war. In fact, for people like me who were alive during Korea and Vietnam, it might be tempting to call it a police action. Ha, ha.      Anyway, you are flying missions over a series of landscapes. The first one is daytime, the second is a rainy night, etc. There are enemy ships that shoot missiles and anti-aircraft fire at you. As you advance,

Hey, everyone. Carley and I ventured out to the haunts of men this afternoon. We had a nice meal and bought some books, real paper ones. Then we went to see the movie called Jersey Boys . This is the story of the popular band known as The Four Seasons. We really enjoyed it and both of us would rate it as 4.5 stars out of 5. Here's the recipe.      Frankie Valli and his friends are raised in New Jersey. Frankie, Tommy and Dickie are a small time band until they hire a new member of the group who is a terrific songwriter. The rest, as they say, is history. It is not necessarily a pleasant bit of history for those who lived it, but it made for a terrific movie.     The showing we went to was almost full at mid-day. It was mostly oldsters like myself, but there were a few young folks there. With that many old prostates in the crowd, it was shocking that no one left the theater to visit the restroom during the show. Other than me. Ha, ha. Clint Eastwood produced and directed this fi