Vuoden viides sunnuntai

The bride of Frankentein's Monster in modern times, ridding the world of the undead that came after her.
DON'T TRY TO TELL ME YOU WOULDN'T GO AND SEE A MOVIE ABOUT THIS.

Vuoden kolmas tiistai

Oxygen. It's good for you. Unless you're one of those anaerobic little things.
Then again, if you are you're probably a bacterium of some sort and I probably don't like you anyway. Go breathe some oxygen.

Vuoden kolmas sunnuntai

Ah, tango.
"If you're tangled up, just tango on."

Or maybe theyre dancing pasodoble.

Vuoden toinen sunnuntai

It's radioactive. It also reminds me of "Repo Man".

Miller: A lot o' people don't realize what's really going on. They view life as a bunch o' unconnected incidents 'n things. They don't realize that there's this, like, lattice o' coincidence that lays on top o' everything. Give you an example; show you what I mean: suppose you're thinkin' about a plate o' shrimp. Suddenly someone'll say, like, plate, or shrimp, or plate o' shrimp out of the blue, no explanation. No point in lookin' for one, either. It's all part of a cosmic unconciousness.
Otto: You eat a lot of acid, Miller, back in the hippie days?

One fine movie. I've occasionally thought about getting a job as a repo man just to get to quote this movie ad nauseum. Untill I figured out that I can do it even if I'm not a repo man. Ha-ha!

Back to school tomorrow.

Vuoden toinen perjantai

Dear mister action movie person,

When you run out of ammunition, please do not throw your gun away. It can be re-filled and recycled. Or you can use it to beat your opponents forehead in two if that's more to your liking.

Ottiatuota,
Omadhaun

I decided to try something new with colours. Like giving someone brown hair. Not red, black, gray or white. Brown.
I don't like it.