"But I'll bet he's more than twice your age..."

Joel and the 'bots make everything better, even unfortunate typos in fanfic. Amusing, but unfortunate. Aragorn's name is Estel, not Estelle. Oops.

He's cute, he's rooty-toot-toot, I bet he smells like Juicy Fruit...


(I know it's not feasible because of the tangle of rights and lawyers and whatall, but complete seasons of MST3K on DVD would be the best thing ever. Seriously.)

Thursday night crime

So the plan for today was to head down to Jefferson County to see RotK again, so as to be out of the house when the big, burly dudes came to replace the bathroom floor before the whole room falls into the basement (old farmhouses might be nice and comfortable, but when things go wrong, they go wrong in a big way). But then every school in Jefferson County closed for the day, sending hoards of kids streaming into the mall to do stuff that would undoubtedly have annoyed me. Dang. So instead I went and hung out at the video store. Yee haw. I miss having a life. Plus, the floor's only half done. sigh

So, off to the movies tomorrow instead. Yay!

Oh, and my local weatherman got to be on the CBS Morning Show today, which was nice. A taste of the big time, yay for Rick! Apparently it's cold up here or something. Has anyone heard anything about that?

Anyway, TV. ( What is it with Jerry O'Connell and cockroachy apartments? Poor guy, Hollywood never forgets an embarrassment. CSI and WaT, though much shorter than usual )