Monday, January 14, 2008


Really does taste a little bit like dirt. In a good way. But I don't think I'd eat it all the time, if I had my druthers.

Also, it's been, like, ten years since Matrix came out, and I have seen it many times. But that part at the beginning, when Trinity is running from that agent, still takes my breath away.

The key to enjoying Matrix? Simple--in my family, we do not acknowledge the existence of the third Aliens movie or the third Matrix movie. Hence, no dead Ripley, and no bum revolution.

We prefer to dwell on possibility.

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