Commence day number two of Boredom Watch. During my downtime, I will talk about bad movies again because everyone loves bad movies (except John).
Inspired by the recent cinematic masterpieces in theaters, John and I have declared this Bad Mythology...
I never feel like I'm affected by SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) or anything like that. For one thing, I have John as my litmus test, who turns into the angriest polar bear ever and wants to be left alone to hibernate and grumble about how the...
I'm back! And the true silliness still lies in store ahead.
Chapter 9: Beneath the Opera House
"I have no clue"? The vernacular! It's like kudzu, creeping in and destroying otherwise acceptable dialogue! And could we please learn what simple past...
I know it's not hip to be looking at things other than the new Webber musical right now, but, as has been frequently demonstrated by my crochety demeanor and hate of children frolicking on my lawn, I'm not very hip anyway.
The Phantom of Paris by...
