Fuckin-A, Netflix. How were my days filled before ye? What was the world like before I could watch 'The Skulls' without having to go to Amoeba and humiliate myself in front of the blase hipster working the counter by buying a nine-dollar used DVD of it? THE WORLD WAS BULLSHIT, and you know it. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for providing me with a seemingly endless parade of quasi-pornographic, bewildering anime, of terrible action films starring Casper van Dien I only watch three or four minutes of, and of blessed favorites from my past like 'Can't Hardly Wait' and 'Class.' Oh yeah, and thank you for 'Down Town Abbey,' too.
Well, here's how I give back. When I have time, which, for the Netflix Instant, is always, I will watch a real shitbomb and write about it. This will help flex my writing muscles. It's a far better use of my time as an author than a)working on my Master's degree, b)working on my job writing teaching lectures, or c)working on posts on Gawker. As you can tell, I probably don't even need the Master's degree, as I'm syntactically skilled - what's it called when you list things like that instead of actually properly crafting a sentence? Anyhow, this is going to be a really good way to spend an afternoon, I can feel it.
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