When I reached for my breakfast cereal box, all I found was a black eye. I think I might have a brain tumor and should live in an Igloo.
Now that the migraine medication has finally taken some effect after yesterday’s noxious neuron killing gas experience, I’m in need of some distraction so I shall follow up on the latest news in 6 Degrees of Casey Serin.
Murst, it appears that Stephanie J. and Ogg are this week’s 6 Degrees of Casey Serin and Tony the Tiger winners. SWEET! Win-win!
Second, despite all of my efforts, I am anything but Murst! On a “6 Degrees of Casey Serin” Google search. Flailing Forward (still enjoyed koincidental, though) stole my glory so I shall include these mighty mouse links to remedy the situation.
Also, for those proclaiming undying lust for me, please prove it by sending me one of these films (not to mention the latest Paul Auster novel) ;). While I thought I had seen everything, this guy proves there are some intriguing vintage films I haven’t.