I remember lazy summer afternoons in my youth, days where the heat was so insufferable that sitting in air conditioning was almost too painful to bare in contrast. Having seen every film playing at the Star Gratiot, my father would emerge from his home office mid-morning and scoop me into his 1993 Lincoln, driving the 8 miles to Corktown in ( Read more... )

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I'm still fuming about "Arrested Development." I hurt all over. I'm pissed and this time, I'm not going to take it when FOX cancels a show I love.

It's time for a rant.

( The Top 5 Reasons I Hate FOX
(aka Five Ways FOX Made Me a Loser in 6th Grade and Left Me With Nothing To Show For It) )

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