Pic of the Day

This pic comes from the same e-mail Hummerz sent me with the two wolves from last week, I thought it was funny, not in a mean way but in a that would probably happen to me (or Mathew really).



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Marcos Cosme has had a love for writing and film since he was little. By combing those two passions, he started studying film early on in Middle School and High School writing screenplays and working in his High School television production studio. When it came time for college he decided to pursue a bachelors in Electronic Film making from Fairleigh Dickinson University. Marcos continues to be an avid watcher of movies and scripted television series, although he does, on occasion, watch some reality shows. He has watched hundreds of movies during the course of his life and has worked in various roles on small independent film projects, including writing, producing and directing. In his spare time Marcos loves to write screenplays, read books, contribute articles, blogs and reviews on various topics including (but obviously not limited to) movies, television, books, and wrestling; just to name a few. He is a Rabbit aficionado (he has a dwarf rabbit named Peanut-who is the logo of Cos' Blog) and is a Golden Retriever connoisseur (he has two Goldens named Cassie and Chloe). He also love to spend time with his wife and as of July of 2015 they welcomed their first child, Miles, who can occasionally be seen on the blog.


  1. yeah. I once cut part of Mathew’s whiskers off, like half of the left side of his head when I was three years old and he was still a little kitten. He wobbled away and my mom saw that he wobbled towards her (unable to keep some balance, but he got better really quick) I didn’t get in trouble but they asked me never to do it again…

    …and look at us now, we’re best friends!

  2. Aww, he lost his balance? Poor guy.

    Dude, you’re like brothers or something…though I’m sure he’s mellowed out in the past few years.

  3. yeah, he’s very chill now, he just sleeps all the time. When he sees me he comes running over and meows and meows and meows. When I eat at home he runs over and wants some. I usually give it to him…even though I probably shouldn’t. But he’s still my little boy.

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