And now we know why Bryan Singer is “taking care of an ailing parent”!

Aww, my mom should have known it was A Sign when she realized I was teaching myself how to read by reading Patty Heart coverage in the newspaper. I was three years old at the time. I really hope this film happens before this planet goes all pink vapor stew.

I’m going to go ahead and do something I pretty much *never* do: Quote the Bible. “The love of money is the root of all evil.” Now I’ll go ahead and do something I do all the time: Cuss. Fuck you, Grassley.

I’m convinced this countdown is going to end with the season being released. It doesn’t make any sense to do this otherwise.

Small success of the week: I found TWO pairs of jeans that fit decently today! They were on the clearance rack, and the clearance rack was BOGO, and one of the pairs was so cheap that I went back to the clearance racks for more stuff and found a bra in my size! And then I got an eyeliner to make things even, and I got…

The part where he was behaving normally was the most shocking and revealing part of Interior. Leather Bar. to me. It really showed that *everything* he does is a performance.

There is nothing about this anecdote that surprised me except the fact that he also wore facial prosthetics. For some reason, that seems weird. This whole thing seemed like a surreal performance art project, and I look forward to the inevitable matryoshka of behind-the-scenes footage sure to come.

This is what we do at my office. Last year, it didn’t happen because budget, but the other years (including this one), we go to a nearby restaurant for lunch at 11am, have a sit down lunch, and go home. We do have limits on alcohol after The Incident, but there are always extra tickets floating around for one reason…

When she was eight years old? I’m thinking you mean Ivana, the first wife and mother of the unholy trio.

I strongly recommend that video from yesterday where Keanu Reeves meets and fanboys out over Sonny Chiba. It would be the highlight of even a good week.

My translation: The door lock button wasn’t installed in my desk. It was a remote control I carried with me.

Like “OH MY GOD I AM SO EXCITED I CANNOT CONTROL MY BODY! [insert fifteen minutes of awkward headbutts]” Fortunately, he *can* control his excretory functions.

It’s awkward even when you’re talking about these:

This is my cat. He’s an aggressive cuddler Like so aggressive it’s like he’s mad at me. But, no, he just doesn’t know how to be gentle.

I’ve got a feeling they’re going to end this Thirteen Days of Black Mirror with an announcement of the drop date. It’s the only logical reason they’re doing this.

I showed this to one of my coworkers. He got a very perplexed look on his face and said it looked like something out of Caesar’s Palace. When I told him what it actually was, he just started shaking his head and murmuring, “They are just so *bizarre*.”

Her feet look like they’re bare and backwards on her legs. If I recall correctly, this is a sign of a witch or a ghost in certain cultures.

Just looking at the stills, I kept hearing one of my favorite classical pieces: Danse Macabre. (Oddly, I used to have it on a Russian Christmas album despite the fact that it’s actually French.)

It’s officially satsuma season! I’ve been checking various grocery stores every few days and finally found some at Whole Foods yesterday. They’re quite possibly my favorite citrus fruit, and they’re only around for a brief period of time each year, so I have to start eating way too many pretty much RIGHT NOW.

Notoriously Morbid (they’re doing a set with some *stunning* multichromes inspired by Tucker and Dale vs. Evil for Black Friday), innocent+twisted alchemy (I love their shadows, and they’re shutting down permanently in a couple of months, so this is a last hurrah kind of release. I went for their Chocolate Reverie…