I dropped off the two cameras I had in my purse to be developed and found out they were having a special so I'm dropping off the rest tomorrow. The chick working the photo counter at Eckerd's seemed happy she didn't have to do anything tonight.
So tomorrow after I get them I'll start labelling and posting.
I also need to write up my experiences.
One highlight was on Sunday when I was describing my favorite infomercial ever and someone knew the one I was talking about.
And no one hurt themselves laughing over the fact I have a favorite infomercial. That and other people know Night of the Lepus --- and no one (at least around me) acted like I was insane when I got on the floor to demonstrate the really bad scale of the Bunnies vs the buildings.
This is a picture of the cover.
Whoever thought that radioactive giant bunnies would be scary must have been smoking really bad crack.
I love Night of the Lepus. I also adore Hell Comes to Frogtown, another B Movie classic.
I had a kind of similar thing when I talked about favorite number personalities with Kate P. No laughing!
I have not seen Hell Comes to Frog Town but I HAVE To see it based on the title.
I really really love cheesey movies. Especially sci fi and I'm such a dork that I used to watch MST3K and get frustrated that they were talking over the movies.
Askye, don't know if you're on Netflix, but they have it.
Yes I have Netflix. I was just going to send stuff back tomorrow so I can get Shrek.
Once again I had every intention of working my way through my queue, and once again, cool stuff throws me off track.
I love Night of the Lepus. I also adore Hell Comes to Frogtown, another B Movie classic.
Right. Because you know Frogtown was a simply charming community prior to Hell's arrival.
Well, since Mudville's winning streak had ended, Frogtown was doing pretty well for itself. They had a whole civic pride campaign and everything.
This is good. After all, you were my surrogate.
I believe I did even make an announcement to that effect. I can give you a rough idea of who else you kissed, but the candy/hug count is beyond my ability to give.
Unsurprisingly, smonster and I are as one.
And yet, distressingly far apart.
