Every now and then I run across one of Steve Oedekerk's insane thumb films on Showtime. Tonight it was The Blair Thumb
. It can be difficult to watch these movies, because the thumb people have monstrously distorted, toothy mouths and close-set eyes and no noses. But if you keep watching, it's eventually rather mesmerizing, and the movies--shorts, really--can be fucking hysterical. This one cracked me up. I still don't understand the end of The Blair Witch Project. Kind of a gyp, really. I await closure.
I posted story critique on BBF. I am going to hell.
In other news, I thought I could get away with ignoring work this weekend and pretend my company didn't exist for 48 hours. But it turns out I can't, and that's karma, baby. So I'll just suck it up.
These recent entries are really undeserving of a triple-digit friends list. I harbor a small, blinking hope that someday I'll rebound.