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Books:
The not-even-really-long-enough-to-be-called-a-novella called Walpuski's Typewriter by Frank "Shawshank Redemption, Green Mile", "The Mist" Darabont, was only 108 pages, with the last word being "first". (Heh.)
It was not great, but not horrible either. Apparently he wrote it back when he was in his early twenties. He also states in the foreward that the story is in no way meant to be taken seriously.
It really is just a short story, since I was able to finish the entire thing on one bus trip, but since I was preoccupied with Lord Vishnu's Love Handles, I wanted somethign light and fluffy. Walpuski's Typewriter fit that bill.
Um. Except for the fluffy part. Because it was a pretty dark tale. I mean, it's about a guy who sells his soul to become a famous writer. Something I've considered many a time...


Music:
Dinosaur Jr's Beyond was ...all right. Nothing supremely memorable.
Daphne Loves Derby's Good Night, Witness Light was, again, all right. The lead singer sounded to me too much like Billy Corgan (but not in a complimentary way, if that makes sense - I mean, I enjoy Smashing Pumpkins [and smashing pumpkins!] but...yeah.) Neither disc was deemed good enough to save, but neither was bad enough to toss out the window, either.
Dr. Dog's We All Belong, though, has earned a spot in our iTunes library. Hooray! They sound somewhat Beatles-esque, and are just very...fun. So glad I got them.

Movies:
Dirty Rotten Scoundrels was enjoyable, although somewhat forgettable. Steve Martin acting like an imbecile is always a good time.
The Descent was some scary-ass shit. My claustrophobia certainly kicked in during some scenes in that movie, and the Crawlers were adequately frightening. Especially the first few times you see them.
The ending was utter shite, though. (Although I looked it up later and found that the UK version has a longer ending that, while much more bleak, I would've found a lot more satisfying. Especially since it wouldn't have left it open for the crap sequel that is coming out next year...)