@Stueymon: I'm sorry for your loss.

So, it's basically what happens when someone takes a teenager's D&D session and turns it into a movie.

@ryernl: Skip the pilot. Watch the show. If you regret the effort, I honestly won't care. You aren't worth talking to anyway.

Yes. I eat pig. I mean, how much worse can food get than something that eats refuse?

Okay, so, when there were a crapload of spoilers, "Oh, it's like every christmas movie ever," my response was, "Well, that sounds like shit."

Holy shit. That was the coolest thing ever. Like, that was Johnny Carson cool. I'm not Johnny Carson. Nobody on the screen was Johnny Carson. But damn, if the whole experience wasn't Johnny Carson levels of cool.

@TheDarkWayne: But she also wouldn't look like she'd been beaten to death with a sack of doorknobs either.

This movie looks amazing- ly bad.

EXPLOSIVE DECOMPRESSION DOES NOT WORK THAT WAY.

@George Lampard: You'd have a point if the movie actually had any craftsmanship to its characters. As it was, they were stand-ins acting out lines that were executed better in a comic book (although, let's be fair: the comic book was padded with cruft and slowness that didn't advance the story one iota as well).

Re: Doctor Who

I suppose the beauty of writing your first draft longhand is that it ensures that you can't keep it- you won't be able to read any of it.

Obviously, they need to fire Whedon and hire Roger Corman. He can

@antipaganda: I don't believe that. Mind you, the vast majority of the writing I do is non-fiction or fictionalized reality (as in, I take people's true stories and make them truthy and funny).

HEY! SPOILERS! You just ruined the end of Mega-Shark vs. Giant-Octopus.

@swenson: What? 1667 words a day sounds like a tremendous investment of time and effort- at least if you're trying to do anything useful with them.

Everyone responsible for this should have an unfortunate accident. Sooner, rather than later.

@Kenneth Blaney: But why bother? I've kept an alternate day schedule for years, and aside from a brief dissolute period in my 20s where I'd show up to work after a night of hard drinking and bizarre sex, reeking of gin and lubricants, no one ever thinks ill of it.

I really don't see what's so challenging about NaNoWriMo. One year, I whipped up a quick script that munges random sentences out of wikipedia together until it hits 50,000 words. It took me 15 minutes.

People actually shower every day? Weird.