Gone of the Dead

"No, I don't think I will eat your brain, although you need your brain eaten, badly. That's what's wrong with you. You should have your brain eaten and often, and by someone who knows how."

Another day?

Is that the best you can come up with? "Tomorrow is another day?" Try this on for size: Tomorrow is a brand new day. See, that's optimistic! That's saying, "Tomorrow is a brand new opportunity for me to turn things around, to really make a change for the better!" But "another day?" It's generic. Tuesday last week? Another day. Third Friday this October? Another day. That time you slapped Prissy around before squeezing a baby out of Melanie? Another day. They're all just another day, each and every one of them. Just a couple of words waiting for Paul McCartney to put some music on 'em. If that's the best you can do to motivate yourself I gotta be honest with you, I don't blame Rhett for leaving you. I mean really, who wants to be with someone with such a weak grasp of motivational language? I'd probably leave you too. And not to be too picky, but as the final statement on the four hour story of your life? One word: Limp. I could go on, but frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.

Smoke 'em if you got 'em...

... take a break. Game's on today.

Scarlett enjoys some unfiltered tar, nicotine and other delightful chemicals rolled into one small convenient package on the set of Gone With the Wind. It's hard to imagine someone with such a sweet face playing such a calculating and self determined character as Scarlett O'Hara so well but Vivien Leigh excelled in the role. I still don't like the movie much. Sorry.