writer’s block
Ugh. There have been so many things that I've been meaning to tell all y'all about, but I just haven't found the time to sit down and tap out all these moderately epic Brian.Indrelunas.com posts about various things that have been kickin' around in my head.
Srsly kids. Just like Sam when he's drunk, "I just have so many important things to say and you guys don't even know."
So in an effort to break through this mental logjam and get myself to a place in which I can write about relatively recent things without feeling all guilty about never mentioning all those long-ignored topics, I'm going to sum up — in relatively brief fashion — all the things I've been meaning to tell you about:
Well, as it turns out, three out of the four topics I was writing about here fit pretty well together thematically, and some of them got rather lengthy... so all that copy will be forthcoming tomorrow after I spruce it up with some file photos so it's not just an endless span of text. While you're waiting for my epic post "on hipness," here's a little nugget about bad, bad movies:
#PSBFF
Right in the middle of a very legit and (mostly) classy film fest, I hosted the 2010 Palm Springs Bad Film Festival at my apartment, featuring Glitter, Snakes on a Train and The Room.
It was a great success, and it involved a humongous bag of popcorn that I'm now nearing the end of thanks to lots of popcorn munching while watching TV... and not blogging.