So, the boss has all this little requests piling up on the internal web site that gets used by three or four people out of seven to eight hundred. So, I sit down with the list and say, "this one, this one, and this one will be doable within a period of about two weeks." And then I start.

Get a template page tossed together to show him the "changes" in action and. . .

Things get sloppy.

I hate that. I'd rather get no acknowledgment at all than get the "OH MAH GAWD I WUV ITZ DA GRETASET!"

Settle the fuck down, it's a web page you bitch.

Saw what may be the greatest movie of all time last night. I'm still thinking about it, but it was damn good. Southland Tales is, in the words of the director, "A story about the end of the world. It's a comedy."

But, you know there's something awesome about a girl holding a gun on a dude and saying, "LET ME SUCK YOUR COCK OR I'LL SHOOT MYSELF!"

Plus, this was the first movie that really made use of Dwayne Johnson's ability to turn his character on a dime. (That's the Rock for you uneducated heathens.) Watching him go from calm relaxed dude to hyper-spastic nerd to pimped out Jericho Cane was really cool, and sometimes all in one scene.

"I'm a pimp. And Pimps do not commit suicide."

Damn right.

"Can I see Cockchuggers 2?"

"NO YOU CAN'T!"

The rest of the cast read like a who's who of my favorite character actors over the past twenty plus years. Dan from Night Court. The little gal from those horror movies. TV's Buffy, who I'll swear to my dying day is not the real Buffy, playing a porn actress who's attempting to crossover. Kevin Smith once again being the supreme something 'er other in someone else's movie. That dude with the "little bit o' thunder, how 'bout a little bit o' lightin'" line in that other Dwayne Johnson movie. Spazzy leader guy from Princess Bride. Booger. The list goes on and on.

And then, one of the previews on the DVD was for what I can only assume is the second best movie of all time, ZOMBIE STRIPPERS! Hellz yeah.

Character 1: "What about the girls? They're good girls."

Character 2: "They're ZOMBIES!"

Character 1: "They're strippers!"

Character 3 (entering in a profound way): "THEY'RE. . .ZOMBIE STRIPPERS!"

Fuck yes. With Freddy Krueger playing one of the bad dudes, and a bunch of chicks involved in porn and thinking THIS is the movie that's going to earn them the respect of real actors and directors everywhere, how could it go wrong? I'm all over that action.

And since I'm actually busy, that's all I have time for. Laterz.