Howdy, Readers. There’s a lot going on in the news lately about Haiti. I’m not sure which avenue to explore. I can’t decide if I want to talk about the humongous death toll, about the hard time people are having getting aid to those in need, or how fucking insane Pat Robertson is, so I’m going to write about Netflix.
I recently signed up to Netflix because I thought it would be convenient, but the pressure started almost instantly. I never imagined what a headache it would be to try to pick what movies I wanted in my queue. But that’s because I have commitment issues. I don’t even like to make plans to go to my mom’s for Sunday dinner and we live together.
And if I may, what the HELL is a queue? This is America! Speak American! I was just talking to some bobby about that a fortnight ago when I bumbled down to the shop to pick up a bog roll. The bloke and I were in total agreement.
Moving along, I ended up totally blanking on what to put on my LIST. But since it is an unlimited plan, I guess it doesn’t really matter that I dropped the ball and ended up ordering From Justin to Kelly, Who’s Your Caddy, and Schindler’s List.
Yeah, yeah, I know what you’re thinking, and I agree. That is why I bumped Schindler’s List and replaced it with Superbabies: Baby Geniuses 2.
The one great thing about Netflix is that even though I have to wait two days for my DVDs to arrive, it is still much quicker than the guy behind the counter at Blockbuster.
For one blog a month, I will now be choosing a movie that I would never think to watch and write about it. I am looking very forward to this undertaking. The first movie that I will be choosing is either Santa with Muscles (which is the story of an evil millionaire (Hulk Hogan) who gets amnesia and then believes that he is Santa Claus) or Jaws. The decision will be tough.
And on a serious note, things are pretty horrible in Haiti right now. So, please do what you can to help out. $10 goes a long way.
Next time: Whatever I feel like, dammit.