The trailer for Frank Miller’s 300 is leaked (released? PRed?), and it looks to be bad ass enough to eat Sin City, crap it out, and make little 300 turds that could kick Sin City’s ass.

Listen to the 5 track demo from a 1982 Demi Moore.

Things have slowed down a bit, but still exhausting.

Keep your eyes peeled for the new PBS documentary MARIE ANTOINETTE, produced by Mrs. Robot, who seems to have actually accomplished something in her life, unlike the rest of us. Despite being married to a wine filled robot. Which I’m guessing is why he’s happy.

Ever want to live inside a hash-fuelled religious meltdown? Or are you just the type of person who believes you’re meant for something really important even though you live in your grandmother’s basement. Maybe you should move to The Shire of Bend, Oregon.

Can’t really talk right now. Working like some politically incorrect slur that I can’t even come up with because I’m so fried. But I just thought I’d warn everybody that big brother is cracking on all you bukkake fans.

What does that mean, anyway?

Anyhoo, between the nightmare pitch I’m in the middle of, and this whole Steve Irwin thing, I’ve been too tired and pissy to post anything. I’ll be back, though. I’ve been mulling some things over, and maybe I’ll even post some pictures from the nerd fest that is DragonCon. You haven’t lived till Donny Most has given you the finger pistol and winked.