Somewhen in my dream, I was holding your hand. It had been a long time since I last dreamt, inside my dreams.

Watching Bone Collector last night strengthened my belief that I really hold a keen interest in investigative works and forensics. More towards forensics. But I've not actually done anything to prove that claim. Never did any research, studies or even simple reading on it. *spoiler alert* The plot of the movie was essentially about a psychopath serial murderer minicking murders from the past and leaving clues behind for his actual prey - the detective - to decipher. All the murders of the innocents culminated in the psychopath leaving his last clue, explaining his motive and trying to commission his last crime.

The beginning of the movie was sleek. But became draggy nearing the end, just like my 884 page Shakespeare tome which I had stopped reading. The movie was gory too. Nevertheless I still felt that its a good 2hr 15 min wasted.

Lets talk about corny. I like the new Powershot advertisement that featured Maria Sharapova (her serves are funny looking). The ad is about her hitting every tennis ball so forcefully and POWERfully that the balls got stucked onto a school perimeter fencing-like fencing (this is not exactly the most apt description I know). Eventually all the balls formed the words 'Maria was here'.

The message was 'Make every shot a powershot'

Again my description sucks. See it for yourself.

Regards