15 minutes of Project: Tomorrow Men goodness. It was cool enough for me to want the DVD, if just to find out the rest of the story. Isn’t that what gets you about a good movie, though? Getting the rest of the story?
The six degrees of Skippy was in full effect last night. Almost to a frightening degree. There were, like, five people out of fifty that hadn’t met me. The movie was excellent. B-Dub’s was excellent. Except that I left my Project: Tomorrow Men poster behind. Mother beeeeetches.
Benny and I got out of there just as the claustrophobia was punching into high gear. I jumped three feet when