I actually thought of going to Tristan and Isolde.

From what I've heard you could just bang your head into the wall for two hours and save the $6 plus bus fare.

I wonder if I could make Pat Robertson's head actually explode if I followed up on my impulse to sell a sitcom to the networks where Teenage Jesus and his entouragedisciples have wacky adventures. Dude, Where's My Camel?

I saw Underworld last night in the most ghetto movie theater I've been to in a long time, especially considering the fairly nice neighborhood it's in. There were like 10 little kids in there with us, and a fist fight nearly broke out.

The original one, or Evolution?

Oh no! Sue, please tell me you've rethought this

I have been restored to sanity. A empty matinee will have to wait until next day off.

OMG! I'm so glad that you guys were also confused about Mile High!

I was soooo confused.

Finally got around to seeing Brokeback Mountain yesterday. While it didn't emotionally sucker-punched me as it did some other people, I thought it was a beautifully made film with some exceptional performances. What got to me the most, above and beyond the love story, was the tragedy of 'life unlived', especially for Ennis. The trailer scenes with Alma Jr. were heartbreaking--Alma saying that Ennis needs more furniture, and Ennis replying jokingly that since he has nothing, he needs nothing. And the scene at Jack's parents' house... GAH. I was so very glad that Ennis decided to maintain a scrap of human connection and go to Alma's wedding at the end. Without that, the movie would have been too bleak for me, I think.

The actresses playing the wives were great, too. I thought Anne Hathaway was particularly fine in that scene where she reveals Jack's death to Ennis over the phone. I knew Michelle Williams could act, but what I'd seen of Hathaway thus far hadn't led me to expect she had that kind of subtlety in her.

Umm, found an episode guide and it looks like this week's episode was the Season 2 opener -- so people disappear with no explanation and I guess that's just it.

Apparently ( [link] ) tomorrow is the most depressing day of the year. I think we all ought to stay home for a day of not getting off the couch.

From the Web 2.0 snarky blog that Spidra linked to:

• Chuck Norris was refused an investment by a VC. Once.
• Chuck Norris read the entire blogosphere. Including splogs.
• Chuck Norris invented blogging in 1974 in order to keep track of people he roundhouse kicked to the face.
• Flickr gave Chuck Norris a funny look. Now you know why it needs a massage.
• Chuck Norris doesn’t search Google. He just stares at the screen until Google pops the website he needs.
• Chuck Norris does not build to flip. He builds to roundhouse kick to the face.
• Chuck Norris has more friends on MySpace than Tom.
• Chuck Norris did not get acquired by Yahoo. He traveled back in time to 1849 and started Yahoo! himself. Now you know how the gold-rush started.
• Flickr is the Chuck Norris of Web 2.0
• Chuck Norris showers with AJAX but no water.
• Chuck Norris is the real brains behind Ruby on Rails.
• Chuck Norris does not use a web server. His beard serves HTTP.
• The bubble burst because Chuck Norris roundhouse kicked it to the face.
• Chuck Norris does not use tagging to remember websites. He roundhouse kicks them to the face then they remember him.
• Chuck Norris doesn’t validate.
• Chuck Norris has an open API. His right leg, coming straight at your face.
• And last but not least: Web 2.0 is Chuck Norris.

It's times like this when it apparent the internet eats itself for sustenance.