Movie madness.

I love "The Truman Show". I'm sure that reflects badly on my character in some way or other. Clearly anyone who loves any Jim Carrey movie is an idiot. But I adore that film. Last time I saw it was in -- a quite unlikely place. Let's just say practically next door to Circus Liquor on Vineland Blvd. in North Hollywood. Stuck in my memory and helped to get me out of myself at a *very* hard time. Thanks to whoever put it on.

No urgent breaking news from the xeltifon show today. Got my sixty day shiny object, resisted the temptation to go around collecting them from groups that aren't really my own in order to gather enough to make a belt. Got some used DVDs on sale; Truman not among them, sadly -- that I rented. Can't really be spending money but wanted the movies to help me get through the sleepless nights when things are far too quiet. Right now, for instance.

I *want* to get up and start cleaning my apartment right this very minute. It's nearly one AM. I have the energy and inclination, *now*. Out of the question, though; I've little doubt that if I did neighbours would call the cops. The first stuff that I have to do is noisy stuff. Besides which the dumpster's full with breeder families' post-christmas crap. (Typical. They generate the most waste and the generation that's gonna have to deal with it, all at the same time, without even trying.) If I'm still up at sunrise maybe I'll start then. There is one 24-hour laundromat in town but after what I see late at night each night it's about the last place I want to be in the small hours of the morning. I don't want to wind up slightly dead for twenty bucks in quarters.

So what did I get? Kinsey, of course. Gotta have that shot of the porcupine sex. (That's just about the closest thing in my possession to "porn", btw, regardless what people assume at the bar that my laptop is "really" full of.) Good movie, seriously, I thought -- good enough to pay for used and have on hand.

Stewie's Untold Story because damn it sometimes I do like sick and twisted, and because damn it I simply adore Stewie, and enjoy being disturbed by animation.

Vera Drake because what can be better on a cold winter night than watching a critically acclaimed and controversial british film about abortion? Honestly I haven't seen it, but thought it worth getting, just based on what I've heard.

This laptop is my own private little screening room. Who would have thought I'd be happy going from the 3rd largest screen on the planet to a 12-inch diagonal anything? But I'm happy with that, so go figure.