Okay, so I was in the process of writing a post and suddenly it occurred to me that with an illustration and a few line breaks it could serve as an installment of Crayon Poetry Corner, so look for that around Friday. Actually, maybe I'll post it tonight. I should have another Scary-Crayon film review ready soon -- I was thinking I'd do that tonight -- but maybe I'll post that one on Friday so that it'll be the top article on the site going into the weekend. (more...)


Okay, so I just went into the bathroom here at work and saw a handful of Fruity Pebbles in the sink! They were way too intact to have been regurgitated, meaning that some fool actually meant to waste Fruity Pebbles by throwing them into the sink! WHY?!?! Everyone likes Fruity Pebbles. 'Cause they're delicious.
Speaking of cereal, I ate cereal for dinner last night and woke up thinner! Yes! I think I will eat cereal again tonight. Also, I will write a short poem about it:
If you eat cereal for dinner,
you could wake up thinner!
I did, you see --
thinner is me.
Hurrah!
I think I've seen a total of two movies in the theater this year, both of which I watched during the past few weeks. So here are brief reviews of them!
Sin City: I really wanted to like this one. Before I saw the movie, I checked out and read four of the original Frank Miller graphic novels (only one of which was used in the film, but that was all we had at the bookstore). I read up on the genre of film noir and rewatched D.O.A. and watched The World Gone Mad and The Amazing Mr. X (which has been described as film noir by some, though it lacks the familiar pre-1960s criminal underground connection). I can't remember whether I watched Mulholland Falls (another noish film) before or after I saw Sin City -- I'm thinking after -- but the point is that I was preparing myself for this film. I'd heard so many good things about it, read so many rave reviews from film critics whose opinions I respect, seen the trailers and comic comparisons -- it looked bloody amazing -- I was expecting to flat out love this movie. (more...)
A couple of weeks ago, TAB completed an exercise (from "Dating for Dummies", no less) that requires one to list ten things one likes about oneself. He then suggested that all of his readers give it a try as well -- and shortly thereafter, Becky (and probably more people; I don't know and/or remember) followed suit. I didn't, however, and furthermore noted that I'd have a hard time coming up with even one item for such a list. It's not that I don't think that there is anything to like about myself, nor is it that there aren't things that I don't like about myself. There probably are. It's just that, unless I'm drunk and rocking out to Billy Idol, I don't think about them a whole lot -- or at least not in a positive context. (more...)



