last night watched "Thinking of Ending Things" by Charlie Kaufman.
If you're familiar with Kaufmans work as screenwriter and director, you know what to expect, which is a thoroughly mind-bending experience.
I'm still thinking about it, which is rare today with movies. its a cross between David Lynch and David Mamet.
So, I recommend it.
but don't hate me if you hate it.
I also love Jesse Plemons, the actor.
and Toni Collette and David Thewliss - all great.
if you do watch it, set aside your phone, and relax. you can't multi-task with this experience
Pro Israel hacker group "Predatory Sparrow ''....
Hit the Iranian Banking and Crypto system , taking them for 90 million on Wednesday ....
🤣🤣🤣🤣 Just rubbin a little salt in the wounds I guess .
Hey ayatollah , hows it feel to get you ass totally annihilated by a inferior people .
Ya stupid cult followers.
Good afternoon to you all, my dear American cousins.
Well... on Monday Her Indoors told me that we were going camping as I had no treatments scheduled for this week.
Camping! says I, much surprised.
"Yes," she replied. "We're going to Clippesby Hall tomorrow morning. Now isn't that a nice surprise?"
Now isn't that a nice surprise? had the same air as when a Mafia capo invites somebody whose numbers don't add up to take a drive in the countryside.
"But all those pills and potions I have to take!" I protested.
"You can take them as well in a tent as you can at home," she insisted.
And indeed. All I've seen on the world for weeks has been home and the hospital. Or the hospital and home. A change would be nice.
Loading up the car and setting up the tent would be beyond me, though. "And I'm not letting you - with all the dexterity of a three-legged baby elephant - put up my precious new tent."
Her Indoors smiled. "Your mates are coming to load up the car, and I've paid extra for ...
