Well since we have all these flattering HITS, and since it's coming on Halloween - my favorite holiday and if it's not Taz's favorite he acts like it is . . . so, I will be going to Halloween. First I'll take one of those .81 gram st joseph baby aspirins to prep my heart for the shock, because I'm fifty-TWO now, which is somehow way worse that fifty-one, and I stopped enjoying fear as a laxative a long time ago.
But I sure did love it once.
Let the alligators out of the soul's basement, like Stephen King says.
But please Lord let there be no meat grinders.
I know, we keep making promises, movies we're going to review for you, but we been busy! Taz has triplet 11 year old boys, that's right, and I have fifty or so college students I'm supposed to teach to write. But cold weather here in the northeast is sending us back to the theatres. Well, TAZ has been back but he hasn't been writing. But when he peeps the number of hits here motivation might set in. And I know why you're coming. The dude does know movies. More soon.
