In the eternity I had my eyeballs glued to the LCD, there was a big truckload of nothing. And then in the two weeks my internet was out, it ironically turns up online (along with a plethora of curiosities, i.e. How in the name of Mother Nature are Michael Jackson’s kids white?!).

This is something I’m imploring the high heavens to not disappoint. Also I’m hoping it would save me from having to explain the tattoo on my back. Strangely enough, a lot of people are having difficulty reconciling Hillary Swank with the role. I don’t agree with that at all. Had they picked Jessica Simpson, you’ll recognize me at the movies as the lunatic aiming an AK47 at the celluloid. Enjoy.