Breakfast on Pluto and other places in between...

Just a catch up post of sorts, I'm in a holding pattern due to a power outage somewhere:

• Saturday night was movie night with the Cincinnati Movie Bears, watching Rob Zombie's Halloween. I'd seen it already, but it was fun feeling my friend Jay jump in his seat. Not a bad flick if you judge it on its own, lots of gore and too many boobies flopping about. The original is still better, but the movie was fun with the guys.
  
• Dating life sucks. I'm taking a break from that altogether. No face pic, no date. I'm tiring of men who send a pic only to discover it's old and the name they posted isn't their real one. Geez.. I thought we were adults here. Other things on this topic aren't up for discussion right now.
  
• I got a movie on Netflix that I just loved called Breakfast on Pluto. It stars Cillian Murphy as the travestite love child of a priest and a housekeeper who just survives day to day in 1970's Ireland. He looks frighteningly good as a woman and does an amazing job. The movie is sectioned like chapters in a book (as it's based on one). My favorite is "Kitten Saves the World," which involves a dream sequence, a leather catsuit, and a bottle of Chanel No. 5 that causes enemies to fall. Many folks don't like it according to the Netflix reviews, but I thought it was very entertaining overall. My copy from Amazon should be here soon.
  
• Britney and the VMA's -- while it surprised me how bad her performance was, it wasn't nearly as bad as Sarah Silverman's commentary. I just don't think she's funny. It came across as mean and cruel.
  
• I feel the need to draw. Any suggestions?