Canadians Again

Those polite Canadians have agreed to run another of my essay/opinion columns on the diss-state of cinema, though gotta say, their site is looking a little ragged lately.

Would blog more but I'm now busy what with the new job ... and now another one just today has called me in for an interview on Friday.

Trouble is, none of them are jobs I want to do. It's all tit work and it's all here in Drainsuck, Neevaduh -- the Cow Raping State. Still waiting for the government contract jobs to give me a ring.

Last night, a customer in the store told me I had "nice hands." She wanted to know if I was an artist, she said "you have the hands of an artist, very creative."

-- Mz M.