On this day in 1517, Martin Luther posted the 95 Theses on the door of the Wittenberg Palace church, starting the Protestant Reformation. Also, in 1795, John Keats was born in London. And in 1926, magician Harry Houdini died in Detroit of a ruptured appendix. Oh, and to cap it all off, Vanilla Ice turns 35 today.
Tired tired tired. Just run down this week. Cough mostly healed up, all in all. Almost went out last night, but failed at the last minute. Got a little painting done instead.
Caught Charlie's Angels 2 a couple days ago, which was pretty much a study in lost potential. There's a point where special effects just get unrealistic, and they passed it within the first five minutes of the movie. Demi Moore was better than I expected, actually, as the evil Angel. And Crispin Glover? Wasted. (Er, his talents were wasted.) Really, just a sad version of the original. It's only over an hour and a half, but feels about three hours long.
Oh, and here's the new movie poster for Spider-man 2. Say what you will, Marvel has good posters these days.
Tonight, Halloween/anniversary party for Holly Hobby and Agent Black. Hope to get a pic of my five-minute costume online (no, not Son of Charcoal Boy, though I considered it.)
And next week starts Birthday Madness. Fun fun. Yet, I will be *old.*
"In effect, Murphy seems to indicate, fan blather may in fact have contributed to the decline many fans felt the series suffered during its final two seasons."
-from an article discussing the new book Seven Seasons of Buffy.