Bhagwan @ Large

Bang Bang

Shoot ‘Em Up

Is every bit as good, fun, funny, and genre/milieu appropriate as “they” said it would be.

Clive Owen kicks so much ass, you’d never know he’s the one-legged Man with a +6 handicap. And he’s still taking home the Green Jacket, if you catch my drift.

This is 86 minutes you will never, ever regret.

Oh, and Monica Bellucci is pretty good too.

But in no way is she that wascally wabbitt Clive.

500 mL, and I feel fine.

Generic update

Not much motion on the book today, I was having a hard time focusing. The icky sick has me big time, and pretty much everything hurts.

All told, about 500 words positive progress, but an previously silent character has gained a voice, as “prescribed” by my notes of last week.

Day 3 has ended, and I am still quite thirsty. I’ll drink more water until I am satisfied, then it’s off to bed to ry and pretend at sleep again.

Looks like WorldCon took a bigger bite than I thought, but not one that I can’t come back from. Time to start finding “real” avenues of income, if I’m going to keep these lights on so that I can type.

Hoping to feel better tomorrow.

And now, I go.