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Apparently, a movie has been made about me.

Well, not ABOUT me. But there's a film called Haiku Tunnel, which is noteworthy mostly for being compared to Office Space.

It's about a balding, portly frustrated writer (although he's much balder and portlier than I) who works as a temp and is tempted by the thought of turning perm.

Christ. It's like they were reading my diary. If he plays D&D I'm getting legal counsel.

And RPG.net has a gun control thread. Spring is finally here!

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I miss Bloom County.

I miss the fact I don't have any of my books anymore (thanks to two brothers who managed to pretty much shred them when I wasn't looking).

I miss Opus. I miss Milo. I miss Hodgepodge & Pourtnoy. I miss the kid withthe big hair who kept waking his dad to tell his weird shit.

I miss the crippled vietnam vet and Steve Dallas, who was just funny.

Damn. I miss it. I almost miss Outland, which was just Bloom County on tranquilizers.