An evil was waiting to be unleashed under the hood of my car.  The starter had been plotting against me for too long, forcing me to turn the key further and for longer with each ignition.
Finally on Wednesday the evil commited itself to stopping my travels once and for all.  I called in a sage and a wizard, but their spells did nothing to vanquish the evil. 
Thankfully a higher power was able to banish this spirit back to the nether-realm from whence it came.  It would not come at a small price.  4,800,600 Vietnam Dongs.

anyway, to counter this bad luck with my car, I was able to see “Talladega Nights” finally and it was, honestly, a much better movie than Anchorman.  Only time will tell if It holds up to be as continuously funny, but I definitely laughed harder and longer.   I shouldn’t have to make a hard sell or repeat jokes here.  It was brilliantly stupid fun that simultaneously paid tribute too and slammed NASCAR.  Sacha Baron Cohen didn’t drag the movie down as reviews implied, instead he was the perfect prism for which to push sub-bible belt american into acceptance of gays and the french.

http://powet.tv/2006/08/12/metal-by-numbers/
watch out for the sweaty shirtless guys.  they stink and they’ll punch you.

Hi Monica!