Why should you care what I like?

I’m not sure why anyone cares what I think; but moreover, I have no idea why anyone should care what I like.

People are out there blogging on their complex and grossly pregnant opinions of everything from politics to crotch snot (ahem). If I don’t care what the New York Times says about a movie, what makes you think I care about what you think about a movie?

Now, hypocrisy being the thing which separates us Americans from other lesser tribes of humanity like Catholic Priests and the French, check this.

Kimya Dawson. Brilliant. Listen here:

http://ahsatan27.imeem.com/music/zgIMimfe/kimya_dawson_tire_swing/

I was introduced to Kimya’s music through the film Juno.

Juno. This film holds a special place in my heart. For the last three years I have had the privilege of reading other people’s shitty scripts, even as I myself wrote slightly better-than-shitty scripts that no one paid attention to because I was just the lowly shitty script reader. Juno was the first script ever to earn a “Buy Now!” from me. Diablo Cody. Brilliant. To make matters more complicated, the filmmakers actually didn’t ruin it. I have to admit that Holly-woo! took this wonderful script and made it better… downside being that I’m pretty sure this event constitutes the 8th sign of the apocalypse. Buy your disaster preparedness kits now: prices may be rising faster than you can say “flood water.”