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Hey-hey! I scored a free pass to an advance screening of Spider-man 3 tonight!
Wait, I got the emphasis wrong. Try that again. “Hey-hey! I scored a free pass to an advance screening of Spider-man 3 tonight!”
And good thing it was free. Wow. I wouldn’t pay full price for that. Not a well-written script (plot holes [...]
Have I mentioned I saw Hot Fuzz? I did.
Have mentioned I laughed my ass off at Hot Fuzz? I did. I’m typing this standing up because I left my ass behind in the theatre.
That is a funny, funny movie.
I was browsing an issue of Rue Morgue and came across an ad for Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab — or more particularly, their Neil Gaiman collection.
Wha? No, in fact, you don’t get to smell like Neil Gaiman (too bad), but you can daub yourself with perfume oil blends inspired by his characters. That’s pretty cool. [...]
You know all those cute (and sometimes not so cute) pictures of cats and other animals that circulate from time to time — a cat or what have you caught in the act of doing something adorable or ridiculous, set up with a smarmy caption? There’s a site for/of them — and it scares me.
I [...]
Okay, actually it’s not. But it is a mystery imported bar (well, mystery to me at least) that I bought in a candy shop while on day-job sales conference last week and just unwrapped tonight.
The girl the candy store confessed she didn’t know exactly what it was either — she’s never tried one. The [...]
And so once again a posting, this time during a brief lull in the creative mood (which is to say I’m slacking off for a moment when I should be writing). Nothing really disturbing or terribly profound, though, so if you were hoping for that you’re out of luck.
Away last week at a sales conference [...]