I'm back, and I'm sure this lonely-Saturday-night-play-by-play is going to get very boring for those of you reading it tomorrow or Monday.
Ummm…Oh, yes, I was going to say that before Dead Alive came on, I tried to watch Donnie Darko again. I wanted to watch it all the way through just so I could hear that remake of that Tears for Fears song, but I just didn't feel like it. It's not that I hate that movie, I just kind of don't care. I think I would have liked it much better if they would have just kept going with the six-foot bunny thing. And those Gyllenhaal siblings haunt me.
I don't think I mentioned anything about it before, but I thought that the media coverage of the blackouts was a bit…much. I mean, I realize that it sucked quite badly for many people but they had way too many man-on-the-street interviews of people saying stuff like, “It reminds me of 9/11…” Yes, except for the absence of several hijacked airplanes, thousands of dead people, a couple of destroyed buildings, and some international terrorists it's JUST LIKE 9/11. Relax.
Although I couldn't help but feel a bit smug that we weren't affected. I don't know why, it's not like I had anything to do with it.
Ohh, I'm trying to think of clever things to talk about but I'm kind of at a loss. I think it's bathtime anyway.