Commodus: Rise. Rise.
[Maximus stands up, clenching an arrow head in his right hand]
Commodus: Your fame is well deserved, Spaniard. I don't think there's ever been a gladiator to match you. As for this young man, he insists you are Hector reborn. Or was it Hercules? Why doesn't the hero reveal himself and tell us all your real name? You do have a name.
Maximus: My name is Gladiator.
[turns away from Commodus]
Commodus: How dare you show your back to me! Slave, you will remove your helmet and tell me your name.
Maximus: [removes helmet and turns around to face Commodus] My name is Maximus Decimus Meridius, commander of the Armies of the North, General of the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the true emperor, Marcus Aurelius. Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife. And I will have my vengeance, in this life or the next.
[Commodus trembles in disbelief]
[Praetorians point their spears at the gladiators while the Coliseum crowd chants for them to live. Commodus shakes his head and motions the crowd for silence. He then raises his fist and reluctantly gives the thumbs-up signal]
It’s time for March Madness and I am reeeeeeeeeaady.
Obama is that dude.
Adriana Lima can geeeeet it.
Sage Steele can still get it.
Several things have a tendency to keep me up at night. I sometimes wake up at like 3AM and stay awake for two hours of so just thinking about life. Last night, I did that. This time away from things has given me a lot of time to think and reflect about what I want to do when I get back to DC.
It’s time for a stealth vacation.
I haven’t been on my blog rounds since I’ve been at this conference, however, I will do my best to get you something tonight.