I Swear Last Night I Actually Dreamed The Movie That’s Being Pitched

                Each second that goes by, each tiny “tick-tock” of the bright green Hulk wall-clock in Kevin Feige’s office, is conspicuous.  The president of Marvel Studios looks across his desk at Joss Whedon, who tries to mask his boredom by doodling spaceships on the paper he was going to take notes in.  He fails.

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      "Coffee, sir," Jennifer said, handing a steaming mug to the tired, elderly man walking next to her.  His eyes smiled at her behind his glasses as he grabbed the mug and took a sip.  "Thank you, Jennifer," he said.  "Were they out of lemonade?"

      "No, but they won't make it for humans," Jennifer said.  "Besides," she looked around nervously, as though the Minority Leader and a horde of journalists would pop out at any second, "it's not...becoming of someone of your position to be seen drinking that, Mr. Senator."

First Post! Etcetera!

Well, well, well.  Look who we have here.  It takes a lot of guts to come to this place, and by "guts," I of course mean "lack of self-respect, fun activities, or basically anything else to do." Don't worry, though! There'll be plenty of fun to be had here! Check out all the crazy formatting options for entering comments! Bold? Italics? Underline? Center left and center? What is this, the Vatican?

The answer, of course, is no, because if this was the Vatican I probably would have critiqued the rich and gone off to feed poor people or something by now (here's another fun activity: try to guess how long that topical reference will make sense! Who knows, the next Pope Alexander VI could be any day...) Unfortunately, this is a simple, poorly-organized blog.  Don't worry, I'm not doing this out of the goodness of my heart like some communist shadow of God on Earth or anything.  As per usual, it looks like I was too smelly to get a job this summer, and assuming that remains the case, I figure having a vague responsibility to upload a story or anecdote a day to this thing will keep me busy.  In that sense, this blog is my baby.  Also in the sense that it will almost certainly smell like shit, eventually.  So until then, enjoy the ride!