I'm on a movie binge. Last week, I borrowed Blade Trinity, Shaun of the Dead, I Love Your Work, and Team America: World Police. I really dug I Love Your Work, though you can't really go wrong when the cast includes Giovanni Ribisi, Christina Ricci, Franka Potente (Run, Lola, Run), and Vince Vaughn. I'm ignoring the fact that Josh Jackson was in it, because everyone knows he's a douche. Last night I borrowed Mystic River, InterMission, 21 Grams, and Requiem for a Dream. I have until Wednesday to watch these, and I am NOT going to miss my Law & Order, The Shield, and House, so here's what's going on elsewhere:

OneWordLetters can't drive for shite. She likes to blame her prangs on defenseless old women and holidays. It's really because she's female, blind, AND Asian. What a gammy leper.

Adrian is still easily the most tolerant cabbie I've ever known.

Devo loves ewe.

Recon is a filthy pervert.

Tony the Teacher is getting a little fucked Hoff.

8ZERO8 shows you how to make a Greasadilla, and loves the Latin/Asian women. Booya, I'm both those flavours!!

Jerkface has horribly disfigured testicles.

Nailpolishblues is a grumpy old man on a rant-page. See how I did that? Rampage, rant. Rant. Page. As in rampage. Or page as in blog page, so it's not really a page, it's more a screenshot. Ehhhh.

Aaaaaand...

Because I am a negligent twat of a visitor I didn't find out until Saturday night, but Johnny the Horse is PREGNANT! Well, Mrs A is the pregnant one, but congratulations are in order for another statistic to contradict Australia's 'women have sealed their vaginas shut with spack so we canee believe the children are our future anymore' reports. Congrats, P, you're going to be one hell of a dad.