First of all I need to apologize to my loyal readers out in internetland, I have been away doing amazing and astonishing things. You wouldn't believe me if I told you. A little hint...riding rails and "dealing with" nosy engineers. I've truly missed you all, your admiration and adoration that is bestowed upon me daily. I feel sad when I'm not writing here for you...and only you.
Before writing to you this wonderfully brisk autumn eve, I was watching a film that I would not recommend. It was entitled "Tight Teen Pussy", it was about these young women who enjoyed having sexual relations with seemingly random men. The dialogue was light, which is strange for a film that boasts it's length of four hours. The lighting was horrid, I cannot even describe the lengths they went to save money on a good cinematographer. This is what happens when you don't employ union workers. The acting seemed forced, in good erotica the acting is one of the things that doesn't go by the wayside. For example rent Eros, Steven Soderberg directs one segment starring Robert Downey Jr., very well done and funny to boot. I don't want to go on and on about the disappointment that this movie was. I would go return it from the shop whence it came but I borrowed it from an acquaintance and will merely return it to him at a later date.
Moving on from bad cinema, I was checking out the internet and stumbled on a pretty damn good site called McSweeney's, great stuff, you'll see a link for it on the right hand side of this page. On that site I found a really funny and tragic letter written to a Dr. Jones, to his friends he is "Indy". Apparently he was recently fired from Marshall college and this is the letter they sent him.
Temple of Doom my ass
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