Too bad the Mighty Wind is the only thing blowing tonight
I finally saw "A Might Wind" tonight. It was clever... but I found myself watching it more to see how they crafted the improv of the movie. Could I tell what was written? Not really. Could I tell what was the actor's choice? Sometime, yeah actually. Could I tell what was ad libbed on the particular take? Sometimes I could, yeah. It was more interesting than funny... and I hope I haven't ruined those movies for myself (BTW... I watch "Curb Your Enthusiasm" the same way).
And I see that Comedy Central is bringing back Banzai! I remember watching Banzai movie Fridays on some channel... and I was always dead on the stupid stunts and games. I'm an excellent guesser. It's a funny show.

In addition to all the things I said I would have if I was rich... I would have the complete Tom Hanks DVD collection. (I'm actually working on it... but that bastard keeps making movies) Ooo... and I'd have Chelsea Sadler living in my pool house. Or, she'd be my nurse... or my french maid. Or my pizza delivery... um... girl. Or my cabana girl. Or my pool girl. Or my plumber. Any of these possibilities for a porno plot will be what will happen, just so everyone knows.
(What a hottie)
Anyway... now that I've got myself worked up... I'm going to bed. I've been tired for about half a week... Abby was worried (when she called tonight... asking if I wanted to hang out at some Irish punk band show thing [but I said I was too tired, which is true]) that I might have mono or something. I doubt it. I'm just really tired... all the time.
Plus... Emily from work just called at 11. She was wondering if she could call in sick tomorrow. I tried not to sigh too loudly and I rolled my eyes. How much does that drive me nuts? Just f--king show up for work... like it's your job. Fun... and I'm out!