I was hoping my first post after a seventeen year drought of blog entries would be more substantial, but I had work today, so all you get is filler.
The Advent Calendar isn’t finished. I feel okay with this, because we still haven’t taken down our Christmas tree. I’m serious. And it’s a real tree. And the decorations are still on it. And it’s right in the middle of our living room window, so it’s not like we can keep this dastardly secret to ourselves. Believe me, it has nothing to do with refusing to let go. When you get down to it, we’re just kind of disgusting,
Or maybe the Advent Calendar is finished, but linked in mysterious ways. It’s very doubtful and I’m probably lying.
I don’t owe anyone anything. I was quoted on the Ghoulies IV DVD box, for Christ’s sake. You’re lucky I turned down Hollywood.
I hope everyone’s well. I don’t have work tomorrow, so unless I come up with some brillaint excuse to get out of writing, there will be new, actual content here. What will it be about? I’m not allowed to tell you.
Clearly, a survey is in order. In the comments, tell us your least favorite movie of all time. It doesn’t need to be the worst movie you’ve ever seen, because bad movies can be great. Muster all of your personal bias, and present the reasons why “Movie X” makes you want to kill people with rocks.
Once I finish building my robot, I’ll join in.
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So after a nice dinner out at some local italian place my lady friend says to me in the car “ugh my feet are killing me and she takes off her sock to examine the problem and what pops out but a HUGE NASTY TOENAIL! I nearly puked! I mean it was huge. Like a whole nail. She goes “Oh… I thought i had a STONE in my shoe… and it was just a toenail” JUST A TOENAIL! this was no toenail, it was like the size of a Fritos SCOOPS chip no lie. I love how she played it off. I be that nail was logged in that sock for years. It was gross. Enjoy your cornchips this sunday.