Oh, no… It’s getting a little nippy out. Not a good time to start turtling.
Just dawned on me that the stuff should be called Teethpaste. You don’t apply it to just one tooth.
Back in the day, I had a friend on my street who bought these cavity bombs by the case just to collect the “Play Money” point cards inside, which he’d mail in to Boyer for chintzy prizes… or more Mallo Cups.
Me, I preferred Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups (half of my ritual candy-tandem purchase with Snickers, which I still occasionally go for when I’m jonesing for a choco-fix).
Just looking at the packaging makes what’s left of my natural teeth hurt.
About effin’ time.
Bravo, Golden Era committee. Shame on the Baseball Writers of America for sitting on their votes all these years.

That’s right— Hall of Famer Ron Santo. Long overdue.
Serving an apparent though not visibly obvious (to the unsuspecting mortal, human eye, that is) need.
What we don’t know or see can’t hurt us, though, right?
Right…? (via)

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Chock-full-of-info blog for screenwriting consultants and script coverage service Coverage, Ink, who just announced the 1st, 2nd and 3rd Place winners in their 2011 Writers on the Storm Screenwriting Contest.
Okay, so you’re too late for this go-around. But if you’ve got that next great screenplay in you, or if that last draft is in various stages of creative disrepair and abandonment in your real or virtual desk drawer, maybe it’s time to dust it off and work it into fighting shape for WOTS 2012, which is around the corner.
In the meantime, consider submitting that or any script to CI for analysis. Reasonable, competitive rates, as well as insightful, constructive commentary… if I do say so myself. [Full disclosure: I’m one of their analysts— so request JT if you’re so inclined].
All right, enough shilling. We now return you to your regularly scheduled procrastination…
A growing collection of posters from the Occupy movement. Unlike the Tea Party, it’s nice to see we have artistic talent at work for the cause… and that we can spell. (via)

“The Beginning is Near” Artist: Alexandra Clotfelter

“What Part of Majority Don’t You Understand?” Artist: Noah Scalin
The other sci-fi film of any import in 1980 (the first being a little movie called The Empire Strikes Back). If anything, its psyche-bending, peyote and pure science mashup heightened the genre.
This and Tommy were my fledgling filmmaking mind’s intro to visually idiosyncratic director Ken Russell, who passed on to the great sensory deprivation tank in the sky last week.
“Thxgiving” - © Matt Wuerker (via)
Wuerker’s quickly becoming one of my favorite editorial cart— Oh, hold on… my phone’s ringing… Look, I’m going to have to take this, so…