(being broke makes me actually make things...like spaghetti sauce)well...my kid has been handed down the old, works-most/some-of-the-time, digital camera. and tonight, she made another movie. this time, it was about a minute and a half of a faucet running, and stopping, and running, and stopping, and ultimately...running again.
it was way better than the latest x-files movie. like way better.
did they really think that any movie involving a pedophile psychic and an underground russian head transplant ring would be a good idea? oh yeah...how did i forget about the kid with the horrible disease and the stem cell research? (which had NOTHING to do with the story, btw) seriously chris carter....you had ten years. TEN FREAKIN YEARS!
davey...you looked hot as usual (after you stopped channeling grizzly adams that is). i totally second bree sharp's motion, but that's why i watch californication. maybe you should write the next movie.
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