According to that guy (whose ironic usage of the word 'worse' is a brilliant comment on the state of American healthcare and not a retarded spelling mistake), I'm smack in the middle of a loooooong weekend. In a turn of what can only be interpreted as divine intervention, Emily (@emooply) is home "sick" today.
Draw your own conclusions.
This morning we watched a show called THE PACIFIC. The show is executive produced by Tom Hanks and Steven Speilberg, whose World War II fetishes are really starting to sully their bodies of work.
Thinly veiled allegory for Hitler's questionable sexuality.
The reason I'll keep watching though, is because of Joseph "Ghostface Killa" Mazzello. His most notable role, of course, being in the great JURASSIC PARK.
It's a bruised knee, I thought it was a nipple for a second too.
Or, if you're Emily, you'll know him best from a movie called THE CURE.
Sounds awesome.
Since I think all shows should be as awesome as LOST, I've composed my own theory as to what's going on with this island (historical note: The show refers to it as Guadalcanal, not sure how accurate that is). Spoilers: 9 episodes worth of stuff will happen then it'll finally be revealed that this was all a prequel to Jurassic Park...we've been on that island the whole time! Of course it's the 30's or something so none of the cool T-Rex vs. Raptor action has happened yet. Wayne Knight hasn't even been conceived. Maybe we get to see baby John Hammond at the end or something, I haven't fully fleshed it out yet.
Then we made some eggs. Then I ruined Emily's manicure by making her fold her own laundry which I washed and dried.
I fear this day may have already peaked.
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