What a week, Car died on Sarah Wednesday afternoon, so i leave work in the afternoon and walk to meet up with her. Turns out the battery is toast, and they couldn't get her going with a boost. After much struggle, finally land a set of working cables, and a car with battery terminals big enough to suck some juice, and i get the beast rolling again (Thanks Nicole! You rock!). Quick once over at the garage tells me all is well under the hood.
Dan has pulled up stakes and shut down Stray Dog. He's still very much a part of the blogosphere (ugh, i hate that word), and you can find his new joint HERE. Glad to see the dude still abides.
In his first new/last old post, Dan brings up a great story abotu a Ouija board, which reminded me of an old experience with these things. Long story short:
People always talk to all of these foriegn dead guys, people like Adolf Hitler, or Jesus, or Mussolini, and what I've always wondered is this: Why the hell does EVERYONE speak English on a Ouija board? What's the dealio?!!
Anyway, Running Scared was awesome, great little slice of crime flick. Laced with noir sensebilities and solid perfomrances - i'll have a full review coming soon. Also did some weeding of the ole DVD collection and som buying of new materials, so the link to your right might be a little messed up right now.
Gonna go check out Cars with the familia tomorrow, should be fun.
Well, there are all manner of lesser imps and demons, Pete, but the great Satan hisself is red and scaly with a bifurcated tail, and he carries a hay fork.
"Where there's smoke... There's a glimpse of the future."