Good Times

I woke up this morning to the sound of a beautiful, exotic bird chirping outside my window. I thought to myself, my goodness what kind of bird is that? It sounds lovely! I'm so glad I moved here, I can hear birds again! But wait, I don't remember there being any kind of exotic birds in this area, did I move to the jungle? Wait, where am I? What is that?

And then I came out of my semi-conscious state and realized it was a car alarm.

whoop whoop eeoouuu eeoouuu eeoouuu eeh eeh eeh.

Can you imagine how happy I am in my new apartment to have unconsciously mistaken the beep of the most irritating car alarm in existence for the tweet of an exotic bird?

Happy Sigh.

'Tis The Season...

..for breakdancing at holiday parties. Allegedly.

Why I Love Sandra Bullock

Three Words Review

For Synedoche, New York:

What just happened?*


*I mean really Charlie Kaufman. I think I get what you were going for, but how can I be sure when you've titled your masterpiece about the meaning of life something no one can pronounce? Why didn't you just call it Sche'NoneOfYouWillGetMyMovie, New York?