Where the fuck is Firefly?

Are you joking? That's me. My friend took it while I was eating breakfast a while back. I didn't even know he was playing with the camera but it turned out pretty well, so I used it.

I'm black. My avatar proves it.

Hard Eight
There Will Be Blood
Punch Drunk Love
Magnolia
Boogie Nights

Yeah, but if it's going to be an irrational fear, I'd rather it was actually creepy than a stroll around a Best Buy of the future. Basically, that guy who got "abducted" needed better writing skills.

I doubt it'll make a difference as far as irrational fears go, but while it was "based on a true story," the alien abduction sequence in Fire in the Sky didn't even resemble what the guy claimed happened to him. The claimed story was pretty hokey sounding, and was mostly just him running around a spaceship being…

Come on, don't toy with us. That's not the only reason.

Are you mad at me?

I saw NIN twice that I can recall. The first was at the first Lollapalooza, which was the first and last arena show I've gone to, and the second was in Milwaukee, where Hole and Marilyn Manson opened on the Downward Spiral tour. Both shows were pretty good.

For me, PHM is the only NIN album that I can listen to all the way through. Some songs aren't as good as others, but I don't mind that half the album sounds dated because to me, it still sounds good. Whereas with everything else he released, it was the same for me: two or three good songs I would skip around to and…

Hmm.
I actually liked this more than most of NIN's stuff, as I was never fond of Reznor's vocals in the first place. Of course, I still think Pretty Hate Machine is their best album, so that probably makes me old or stupid or both.

Bah.
They should have gotten Ellen Page.

I know what I'll do. I'll rob everybody blind and then move to Argentina, 'cause nobody ever thought of this before.

I saw Skinny Puppy twice in '92. The first time was at the Vic in Chicago, and I remember thinking the sound was messed up and Ogre seemed angry about the sound being messed up and I recall him saying it had been a terrible show. I saw them again a bit later on at the Metro (I think it was the Metro) and it turned…

This summer… in a world… where one man… might throw a touchdown or might throw a pick six… where a team… relies upon one person… to not fumble the snap… four times in one game… to not drop the rock when sacked… when a passer rating can vary by a hundred and twenty points from game to game… there is… REX GROSSMAN.

Yeah, remove the profanity and it's just not the same.

I know this makes me sound unadventurous
But I would not have touched that spoonful of vaguely red goo for a million dollars. Ugggggh.

You can't fight crime with a macaroni duck.

Cube was really awful, but it might have been good if they had had access to actors or writers. The concept was interesting, but that was the extent of it.

How about Ellen Page?