Just sick and tired.

I love french toast. 
It is one of the most perfect foods in the world. 
When you have it for dinner.
Dessert is built right in.

Not sure what has been up, but I got real ill this week.  I thought it had gone away yesterday, but wave 2 hit last night and it was a doozy.  This has been the longest I have gone without blogging, which is really annoying since I had not been posting ahead like I used to do.  Something in my head about posting in the "now" or some crap like that. 

So just made a post, and want to make another, but think I will lay down first.

I have been watching the Forbidden Zone a lot this week.  Watch it while I am writing, watched it on the train.  Its almost becoming a strange comfort movie for me.  I guess its because it is episodic in a way and I can keep coming back to it.  Whats weird is the feeling I get when I see Hervey Villachez.  I heard that 911 call of his when he killed himself and now whenever I see him on screen I can't help but think about this agonizing last minutes.  Wow that is depressing. 

I need to lay my hands on the colorized version of it and see if it helps or hinders, maybe I will look into that next week.

I just finished watching "Phantom of the Mall".  Now I know what your thinking.  That movie sounds like it should be "Phantom of the Opera" set in a mall.  Well you are exactly right.  That is what it is and it is sublime.  A great cultural sorbet to end the 1980s.

I doesn't hurt that I watched it while eating a delicious breakfast burrito and roasted potatoes with white pepper.

Let it rain.