Tim can't answer Allyson because all his generator power is going to operate his TV and DVD player with which he's watching The Inside DVDs aalllll alone.
I KNOW.
We're like, on day FIVE of no DVDs for Allyson.
He sent me a bunch of screencaps from them. If I print them all out and flip them real fast while reading the shooting script...
Gah.
You could get somebody to vid the screencaps for you.
Say, to Olivia Newton-John.
Betsy, are you making fun of the callous my diamond shoes have caused?
I get no love.
And possibly no Mothership t-shirt, though I am still hoping.
You understand that I email Tim to tell him inane shit like, "my elbow hurts, and I would like some chewing gum but don't feel like putting on shoes to walk to the store."
I'm thinking he just likes to keep me occupied to stop me from sending more emails.
It's just like 9/11 over here too, then?
I wish I had an easily portable computer with a vidcapture card. Last night we had to reboot the boyfriend's DVR, and even though it says you won't lose anything when you do that, we were still afraid we'd lose The Inside. But we didn't. Yay!
Allyson, I believe that you've said that you preferred reading the scripts to seeing the show.
I have made no such statement. So, obviously, I should get DVDs before you.
In conclusion: ptbtbtbtb.