No Country for Year-Old Electronics

I haven't made a post in over a week, I know. I'm actually glad that of all the posts I could've left off with, I left off with the one with the nuclear detonation and the drunk cameraman. It left an air of mystery and creepitasticality over JMC for the 500 of you (surprisingly high) that came during that elongated dry spell.

Said dry spell was caused by (a) my brain hamster being on break, (b) he watched King Kong and remembered that the third act is perhaps the most moving thing he's ever seen and that Naomi Watts should have two Oscars, and (c) the inevitable slide of my laptop into non-performance happened Tuesday. [sigh] And no, bastardessa, this is not a victory for you. It's just a culmination of a gradual decline of western civilization part of my life. I think I'm getting a new one in a couple of weeks, probably not Christmas though. And -- to prove I'm the fair and provident being I am -- I'll try out a Mac. It'll be like when I experimented with my friend And-- WHOA. Um... Moving on...

I might be getting into the swing of things again, maybe. Right now I'm doing a post on VH1's Top 40 videos of 2007, and after that's done, a review of No Country for Old Men (seriously). So stay tuned. 'Cept I'm not drunk. That'd be illegal! Damn satanic legalities.