Oh workwagon, let me take a break from you. Let me explore the wonder of the world of web logging, and cob loggers. I admit to being driven to distraction by the constant psephology coming from all angles, and have no wish to perform an idiot coup d’état declaring myself idiot strongman in charge of the idiots, while oddly only having the rank of major. Question, does the Libyan army have any generals? That would be a weird situation.
A couple of things, I was trying to come up with a fake Bad Religion song, but everything I tried was actually too good to sound even close. They are that terrible. Another thing is that I have a peefessional. It isn’t that terrible, but Iron Bladder was defeated tonight. There are only two films in this world where my instinctually awesome bladder management has been defeated. What’s that you ask? Well, it is the fact that I don’t normally need to ever do bladder management, it’s just that good. For example, I’ve only had to whiz on a plane once since I was 7, and the denominator is a relatively high n for trips?several hours. It turns out 6 glasses of water during spicy thai food pre-movie followed by giant cherry coke are not well timed enough to be pre-emptively pre-empted by a pre-emptive strike. With commercials and previews, plus most of film, I likely made it 2.5 hours. Sigh. In a way, some would claim that stadium seating is a disadvantage over the sloped floors of older theaters, but my peefessional is not too bad, I just got up and used the washroom.
Oh, the first movie this was this. The second (tonight’s) film was the awesome this. The Nutter reviews it here, and I think I agree with most of the points. Shock of shocks, the comedic salad dressing of the kid and the ape, so atrocious and chundernuggety in the unwatchable cartoon completely came to life and was the MVP of the film.