To hell with the intestine; WHAT ABOUT THE FETUS?!?!?

I only saw the first one, but the covers, with that creepy old man, stuck with me.

First off, all protestant assholes taking pot-shots at the Pope can go fuck themselves! They don't even recognize the legitimacy of the Pope as leader of the Christian faith, so I don't give two shits if any protestant thinks the Pope is selling out.

Gotta watch that turn into Gambon.

Started from the bottom...and he's still there.

To improve my cognitive functions, I go on Duolingo.com daily and study five different languages.

Personally, I like the Tired Temptress.

I downloaded "The Blair Witch Project" the day it came out in theaters, and saw it in my home, alone, in the middle of the night, in the dark...

I don't mind asking her about her breasts.

From what my niece and nephew tell me, and from having read Rick Riordan's "Kane Chronicles," the Percy Jackson series could have been as big as Harry Potter; but somehow, the studio sapped whatever the kids found great about the series, and just gave us a wanna-be blockbuster.

Be well!

I was battling a minor bug once when I went camping with a few friends. The temperature dipped into the 50's at night, and the friend I shared a tent with ended up hogging the blankets, leaving me in my ratty, old sleeping bag that was doing a horrible job insulating me. I eventually made it to sleep, shivering and…

Its humorous, Sam Rockwell is fabulous and I love Clark Gregg; but I had higher hopes for "Choke."

To all of Alan Cumming's photo-bombers: Wilkommen! Bienvenue! Welcome!

Starting NaNoWriMo a month early and trying to finish my Aztec myth novella.

"The Green Elf is about to die."

Sorry, Charly.

"I am very careful with my word choice."

Agreed; but many times, when you're preoccupied with the latter, you aren't really interested in the former...or with anything else, for that matter.

I love those, also; but they aren't as fascinating as science.