Monday, October 17, 2005

Lars and Kelly with I.U.D. and wheat grass (courtesy of Beacham inc.)

I keep getting older. Weekends continue to get shorter and no matter how hard I try, I still can't understand why so many people like Cold Mountain. It's so bad, I've become obsessed. I finally watched the shit-fest to it's bloody, boring end yesterday.
I've been asked more than a few times to explain the "poop back in butt" tag-line I have going at the top of the page....
Afer watching most of said, Cold Mountain with my mom a month ago, I told Lars that "watching that movie was like putting poop back in my butt."
So, there you have it folks...and what a story too.

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