The Idiot’s Lantern
Who was good. Very good.
I won’t really go into the weekend so far. I’m not really in a good place, but I’ll say that LJ hides no sins, and you really only have yourself to blame.
I’m really in need of a steak or some red meat. This is the first time I’ve ever wished there was a Denny’s inside the District.
And in an odd moment, when I was finished watching Tennant and Piper, I realized that my TiVo had started recording Pulp Fiction on cable. The little ratings screen popped up and it had the usual, violence and stuff and it also had rape and I’m thinking. “What rape? … Oh yeah, the forced man on man buttsex. Poor Marsellus.”
You know what they call a Quarter Pounder in France?