Thursday, February 26, 2009

A Good Job.

I've read somewhere that when times are bad, the movie industry is not affected at all. In fact, it gets better, cos everyone wants to 'escape' from the real world, and be lost in fantasies and romance and sci-fi and what not.

I like to write, so maybe I should start writing movie scripts. It's easy. Get the first one going, and the sequels and spin offs will follow by itself.

I could have written : Die Hard, Die Hard 2, Die Harder, Die Very Hard, Very Hard To Die, Die Already, Go Die, so on. Or The Chronicles Of Nana: The Hamster, The Cupboard And The Hamster's Grandmother. Or you know what, how about Scream, Scream Louder, Screaming Bi*ch etc etc. You get the idea.

Dog.

I missed GoAwayYouStupidDog!

Although a boarding house with professional care and comrades to frolick around with is better than being my portable hand towel for sure. But can somebody please lick the fudge off my floor, like, NOW?

His real name is Buck.
And if we had named him Kitty instead, I often wonder, would he suffer from identity crisis?