rnrn “Dear Lord, I’ve been asked, nay commanded, to thank Thee for the turkey before us. A turkey, which was no doubt a lively, intelligent bird. A social being, capable of actual affection. . . nuzzling its young with almost human-like compassion. Anyway, it’s dead and we’re gonna eat it. Please give our respects to its family.”rnrn – Milo BloomrnrnAs is tradition in our house…rnrn
rnrnJim Says: “Shrink, I wanna kill.”
Happy Nigel Tufnel Day!
Jim Says: “No, we’re not going to fucking do Stonehenge!”
As part of my love of independent movies, and loathing of modern Hollywood, I wanted to share my friend Zeke’s film, “Night of the Little Dead” with the world.
Also check out Zeke’s film “Dracula’s Daughter vs the Space Brain” available in the iTunes store.
Jim Says: “It’s much better than Cats!”
Today I started my own “Occupy” protest.
It’s happening on the couch in my living room right now and involves quit a bit of chanting (yelling) at the idiots on “Maury” while my laundry is in the dryer.
It may involve baking some brownies later.
Jim Says: “No brownies, no peace!”
There were times that I would go to the grocery store with my Mom when I was a child, and ask for certain foods. Most of them were patently unhealthy but quite delicious.
Mom would always say “When you’re an adult and making your own money, you can eat whatever you want.”
Every Halloween, General Mills would release their “Monster Cereals”, of which, my favorite was always Count Chocula. I LOVE Count Chocula and would constantly pester Mom for it.
Mom’s would counter “When you’re all grown up and making your own money, you can eat Count Chocula for breakfast, lunch and dinner!”
However, Mom also said that “Man cannot live on Count Chocula alone.”rnrn
Jim Says: “And after I’m done, I’ll make a fort out of the goddam boxes.”
