The fluffy bunnies are running from the dragons. Again.

Not a lot to say at the moment. I hesitate to write anything at all. Because I hate feeling all gloomy and shit, and because anything I write could be used as evidence against me. (cue Arlo Guthrie for the rest of the massacre). Trust me, what’s rattling around my brain ain’t pretty. So, hey, […]

Holiday movies

“Dad, I want to see ‘Rocky Balboa.’” “Do you know what it’s about?” “Yes. It’s a guy that’s old and hurt and he wants to get into wrestling.” “That would be boxing.” “Same thing.”