And so on and so on.

It's 1:45 a.m. Central Time and Santi has inadvertantly motivated me to start this thing up. It previously existed at this location, but it got to feeling sort of shabby. In fact, I was doing a shit job of it in the first place. So I moved up to a new, more convenient joint, like the filthy American crustacean-like creature that I am.

Let us start with a roundup of Thanksgiving weekend.

Sideways, judging from the trailer, threatened to be far too damn cute for my tastes. All that wine goofiness and whatnot. However! it is fantastic. The humor is adequately disturbing, and the serious moments make their marks without dragging too much. Gratuitous flabby male nudity, car sabotage, golfing fights—all these are fine things.

Bubba Ho-tep, now in video release, is quite clever. Bruce Campbell as a decaying Elvis investigating a supernatural presence in his West Texas rest home—that is an idea with potential. But to me, Campbell will always be Ash (housewares).

Saturday Looks Good To Me ripped the shit out of Will's Pub in Orlando Friday night. Retro but not twee. Multi-instrumental but not clumsy. Any band that can sound that good in such a dive is awesome.