#Gregory Sierra

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Kissing leads to necking and necking leads to more necking and more necking leads to screaming and rolling around! No no no no!

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In 1947, a man was pulled from his car and was later found in a grisly condition; his leg had been eaten off. Some speculated this was the work of the Jersey Devil as this happened in the woods in New Jersey. ("Jersey Devil", X-Files, TV)

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Face of the 1970s: Gregory Sierra.

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Gregory Sierra on the set of "Barney Miller" (1976)

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Vampires (1998)

Benvenuti o bentornati sul nostro blog. Dopo aver fatto diversi articoli sull’animazione e la Disney, siamo tornati a parlare di live-action e questa volta l’abbiamo fatto con uno dei registi europei che nell’ultimo periodo si è dimostrato veramente abile. Il film in questione è Inexorable. La storia parla di Marcel, uno scrittore divenuto famoso dopo aver pubblicato il suo primo libro,…

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THE TOWERING INFERNO (1974) ★★★★☆

THE TOWERING INFERNO (1974) ★★★★☆

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Murder, She Wrote ‘The Petrified Florist’ guest stars

Sally Kellerman (MASH film, ST:TOS, Alfred Hitchcock Hour, The Outer Limits, My Three Sons, Ben Casey, It Takes a Thief, Diagnosis Murder, The Ray Bradbury Theatre, Dinosaurs, Law & Order: LA, The Young and the Restless)

Gregory Sierra (a character actor of 130 credits including Star Trek: DS9, It Takes a Thief, The Flying Nun, The Mod Squad, Beneath the Planet of the Apes, Alias Smith & Jones, Mission: Impossible, Ironside, All in the Family, Kung Fu, Gunsmoke, Barney Miller, Sanford & Son, Lou Grant, Quincy ME, Hill Street Blues, Hart to Hart, Miami Vice, Simon & Simon, Cagney & Lacey, Growing Pains, MacGyver, Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, Ray Bradbury Theatre, Golden Palace, The X-Files, Dr Quinn Medicine Woman)

S9E15 Episode aired Feb 21, 1993

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The Towering Inferno| Episode 443

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The Towering Inferno| Episode 443

Mark Maddux joins Jim for a look at Irwin Allen’s classic1974 thriller “The Towering Inferno,” starring Steve McQueen, Paul Newman, William Holden, Faye Dunaway, Fred Astaire, Susan Blakely, Richard Chamberlain, Jennifer Jones, O.J. Simpson, Robert Vaughn, Susan Flannery, Norman Burton, Don Gordon, Gregory Sierra and a host of rising stars. The nation’s tallest building is being dedicated when fire breaks out on one of the upper floors leaving several people trapped. It’s a race against time in this blockbuster released just before Christmas. Find out more on this episode of MONSTER ATTACK!, The Podcast Dedicated To Old Monster Movies.

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happy new music friday to meeee :3

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WORRY LESS - SIERRA CARSON FT. GREGORY PORTER

EGC. EAC. (X2)

FAC. EGC. EGB. EAC

FAC

I DONT WANNA WAIT FOR YOU

EGC

EVEN

EGB

IF I TRIED TO SETTLE SCORES WITH YOU

FAC

TALK TO ME IF YOU WORRY LESS

EGC. EGB

FAC

I SETTLE SCORES WITHIN ME

EAC

I LIED TO LIVE UP YOUR PAST

EGC

YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WHO COULD TAKE

GBD

MUCH MORE THAN I CAN LET IT OUT

FAC

YOU. WILL. NEVER. TAKE.

MY BREATH AWAY

EGC

FAC

ITS A CRIME TO LOSE A FEELING

EGC

ONE ROUGH SEPTEMBER NIGHT

EGB

I DONT REMEMBER WHAT YOU DID THAT TIME

*CHORUS (FAC - I SETTLE SCORES WITHIN ME TO MY BREATH AWAY)

EGB

WORRY LESS TO SEE YOUR MOTHER THERE

EAC

CRYING HARDER THAN SHE USED TO BEAR

FAC

GUILT TRIPPING IN MY BONES

EAC

YOU. DONT WANT TO CARE

EGB

FAC

THE STRANGEST DAYS

EGC

OCCURRED TO ME

EGB

FAR AWAY

EAC

ITS IN MY DESTINY

FAC

WORRY LESS

EGC

I’LL GIVE YOU MORE

EGB

BUT PROMISE ME, YOUR LIFE WILL NEVER EVER BE THE

FAC

SAME, WORRY LESS,

EGC

I’LL GIVE YOU MORE, MY MOMMA SAID DONT WORRY LESS

EGB

I’LL DO IT IF YOU

EAC

PROMISE ME THAT I CAN GIVE YOU MORE

FAC

EGB

IF YOU WORRY LESS,

EAC

I CAN GIVE YOU MORE

FAC

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could you do a web about loving someone who doesn’t love you back

certainly!

I Wish That You Loved Me.

I Swear Somewhere This Works, Trista Mateer | For the Best, Gregory and the Hawk | Today Means Amen, Sierra DeMulder | from the unsent project | poem I wrote sitting across the table from you, Kevin Varrone | The Garden of Eden, Ernest Hemmingway | Cascando, Samuel Beckett | Hungry Thread of Nerves, Fatima Aamer Bilal | Catalog of Unabashed Gratitude, Ross Gay | @/haematiclove on twitter | Lullabies, Lang Leav | In a Dream You Saw a Way To Survive, Clementine von Radics | Don’t You Dare (Make Me Fall in Love With You), Kaden MacKay | Honeybee: Baggage, Trista Mateer | If This Were My Book The Ending Would Be So Different, Natalia Vela

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[oldshowbiz]

1977.

A.E.S. Hudson Street starring Gregory Sierra

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MAN CRUSH MONDAY

NOAH CENTINEO

Noah Gregory Centineo was born May 9, 1996 in Miami, Florida. The 28-year-old American actor is best known for his roles in the television series The Fosters and the Netglix romantic comedy films To All the Boys I've Ever Loved Before, Sierra Burgess is a Loser, and The Perfect Date. He has also starred in Charlie's Angels, To All the Boys: P.S. I Still Love You, To All the Boys: Always and Forever, Black Adam, Good Trouble, and The Recruit. Noah is 6 feet and 1 inch tall.

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✍️ WIP WEDNESDAY ✍️

Thanks for the tag @neonshrike

Tagging @midnightkens @sobeautifullyobsessed @gender-kenvy @superprofesh and anyone else who wants to share a WIP!

Okay so since I've been on my Court Gentry nonsense, I'm going to pick the WIP related to him...where Sierra Six (movie/book character mix) has to team up with an autonomous thief dubbed the Unseen when the CIA decide bringing that particular asset into their web would prove to be quite beneficial, especially for the task at hand. And good ol' Court is not a fan of this plan. The mission they go on gets pretty crazy.

Just another Thursday for the Gray Man.

The Gray Man did not like this plan.  He thought this was a terrible idea, and the people at Langley were crazy for even considering partnering with threats like von Arnim and the Unseen. 

Gregory von Arnim was scum, and that fact was evident in every portion of his file.  Fiztroy supplied him with all the intel the CIA had about the man, and Court had a hard time digesting some of the things he read.  This guy seemed to have a hand in a lot of jars.  He looked nice and tidy on the outside, but he left a trail of corrosion in his wake.  And apparently the Unseen was on his payroll.  Which honestly pissed Court off.

The Unseen was a legend in the world in which Sierra Six worked.  Of course he had heard of her.  Who hadn’t at this point?  The only thing known for certain about her was she’s a Caucasian female.  Everything else was speculation, whether educated guesses or fantasization. One such speculation that always made him laugh was how the Unseen placed her victims under a spell and took things from them with their verbal consent.  That one had to be the craziest, but there were some that weren’t too far away from taking first in that contest.  

Still, Court mused as he cautiously approached the rendezvous point, there had to be some merit to the legend since the actual person behind it was off everyone’s radar, despite efforts to pin her down.  Even Fitzroy admitted that the Unseen was one of the more peculiar mysteries known to the agency, and many speculate the Unseen wasn’t one person but a collection of women who managed to pull off heists together.

That was until the CIA started looking for the Unseen not as a target but as an asset and a sleazy German-American came forward and said the Unseen was in fact a singleton female in his employ for eight years.  Even if Fitz hadn’t told Six to be careful around the Unseen, he would already be keeping his guard up just because of how shady von Arnim was.  If he was, why wouldn’t his best asset be too?

Court once admired the Unseen for what she could do and what she represented.  He suspected the Unseen truly had to be one person if not two or three women because all her missions had the same MO.  There were a lot of the same threads of figurative DNA in each that pointed to one person.  It’s in the same way her targets never knew they were hit until later.  It was in the way there always seemed to be a moment of distraction and even some chaos that just had to be when the theft took place.  It was in how so many of her missions carried some level of justice, involving targets that if Court could choose for himself, he would pick too.  To him, the Unseen was out trying to do some good in a crazy, shitty world.

The presence of Gregory von Arnim blew that theory to hell.

There was one thing about this plan he could appreciate which was that the Unseen refused to cooperate unless she solely worked with Sierra Six.  No handlers, no mics, no tracking systems on their person or surrounding them, no tagalongs.  Just two singletons forced to work together for a short time.  Things get less complicated that way.

The rendezvous point was a place of his choosing per the suggestion of the Unseen.  He suspected it was some kind of olive branch gesture since they had to be unlikely partners for a while, and he accepted the gesture but not the sentiment behind it.  He didn’t know her.  Why should he trust her from the get-go?  The place he chose was a bit cliche, but at least it was in neutral territory.  A park bench, specifically a park bench in St. Anne’s Park, Dublin, Ireland.  His choice for neutral territory wasn’t another olive branch gesture either.  It was just smart.  Neutral territory kept both of them safe, especially since they were very much active in their respective fields.

Fitz told him to look for a woman about Six’s age with brown curly hair, and the Unseen was told to pick a bench near the Roman tower that overlooked the duck pond.  The morning spring air carried a particular chill with it as a fog settled over the park.  It made looking for his connection a little difficult, but he kept his eyes peeled as he shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his navy coat.

It didn’t take as long as he feared to find a woman matching Fitzroy’s description - although a vague one - sitting on a bench near the tower with one leg crossed over the other, wearing jeans and a maroon coat, and reading a book.  No…no, not reading.  If she was reading, she was gazing over the edge of her book for any passersby more than the words on the page.  This, Court realized, was the Unseen in the flesh.

Before he could take a moment to study her before approaching, her eyes spotted him watching her, and they lingered curiously for a moment before she adjusted to a position more friendly for running away and placed her book in the bag resting beside her on the bench.  Court approached the bench and sat down on the opposite end.  

Both just stared straight ahead.

As part of the prearranged mandate they had set up via texting through the RedNumber app for approach and identification, since he was last to arrive, she was first to speak.  “Did you have a lot of turbulence on your flight over?”

Court exhaled slowly upon hearing the correct initiation phrase.  She’s American; that was a surprise to him.  In his line of work, it was more common to hear foreign accents than to hear a piece of home, but this detail did not put him at ease.  If anything, it just made him more wary for the time being.  He gave the correct reply, “If there was any turbulence, it just rocked me to sleep.”

The Unseen hummed thoughtfully as she continued to gaze ahead.  To anyone listening in, the sound could easily be a reaction to his comment, but Six knew better.  She was getting a read on him through his voice just like he did her.  They sat in silence for another moment before she casually commented, “I’m not exactly up to speed on proper teamwork procedure here, so I don’t know what would be next for you.  Being from where you work and all,” she shrugged.  He didn’t offer a reply.  “Am I allowed to at least ask for your name?”

To that, he did give a reply.  “Six.”

For the first time, the Unseen turned to face him, and her glance was amused, one eyebrow raised.  “Peculiar name you’ve got there.  Your family really big math nerds or something?” 

Court didn’t turn her way as he answered flatly, “It’s a code name.” 

“Oh this’ll be interesting,” she mused as she faced forward again and sighed.  “You don’t have a sense of humor.”

“I do, but you don’t have clearance to hear it.”  She hummed again, and he could hear the grin in it this time.  Moving on from it though, he commented, “We also have a job to do, and I prefer to focus on that and get it done as efficiently and quickly as possible.”

“Fair enough,” she nodded in agreement, and Court finally turned and looked at her.  The Unseen’s brown curls that fell well past her shoulders framed a face with freckles and big blue-green eyes.  Even though she was sitting, he guessed her to be six inches shorter than he was. Plump yet athletic.  Six suspected she had to be athletic to some degree in order to do what she does without getting caught.  She was pretty, but average just enough to blend into the crowd.  Rather like him, her description could fit a lot of people.  Except those eyes seemed to stand out to him the most. 

“My,” she barely hid a grimace as she said the next word, “employer says you have all the information I need, and my job is to come with and help you execute a plan.”

“And we’re on a deadline,” he added.

“Of course we are.”

He continued as if she hadn’t spoken.  “I need the device in my hands by Friday.”

She nodded again before standing.  “That gives us a little bit of wiggle room,” she told him as she started walking off, and he quickly stood and followed.  “I don’t plan on needing to use a contingency plan, but in my line of work, contingency plans are important.”

“Where are we going?”

“Somewhere we can actually talk.  If your employers listened to my conditions, then you’re the only one I need to wait for, and since you have a deadline, we need to get started.  I trust you’re not wearing a wire, right?  Because if you are, you’re on your own.  I said you and no one else.”

Court shook his head.  “I’m not wearing a wire.  As far as my end is concerned, it’s just you and me on this.  They’re used to me not checking in periodically anyway.  Nature of the job.”

“Sounds nice,” the Unseen mumbled with a sigh.

“Also I’m not calling you The Unseen.”

She snorted, but the look on her face said it was not the first time she had come across this particular statement.  “I did not pick the name.  You’re familiar with code names, right?  Six.”  She shook her head, but her eyes did not match the amused smile on her face.  They looked sad.  “You could drop the The if you prefer.  Many do that.  The only other code name I have to offer that you could use is Invis.”

Court made a face as he gave her a questioning look.  “Invis?”

“Short for Invisible.  I didn’t pick that one out either, and only a certain few use that one for me.  I’m getting the feeling that’s the most common thing about code names.  You never get to pick one for yourself, and people basically use whatever they want.  Anyway, that’s all I got for you unless you make one up yourself.”

“Invis is fine.”