Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein

Here for no particular reason is a short poem by famous children’s author Shel Silverstein. Its called Where the Sidewalk Ends

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

The Alien Movie Formula

                                          
                                           Back in 1982

                                                                                 Today in 2011

                                        

A couple of days ago a saw a movie trailer for a film called “Battle: Los Angeles”.  The following day I saw a trailer for another movie coming out next week called “Paul”. What did these two movies have in common?