"Please excuse the crudity of this model; I didn't have time to build it to scale, or to paint it."

Watching "Back to the Future". I love how Christopher Lloyd just seems to be making up the laws of physics as he goes. And in a cursory exploration of the interwebs, I came across a whole gaggle of people at Overthinkingit.com who've sussed out the real life rationalities behind my many questions:

→ How time travel works (and doesn't) in Back to the Future
→ The paradox of Marty's headless brother
→ "You build a time machine out of a DeLorean?"
→ Marty McFly did not invent Rock-N-Roll
→ Marty McFly's grim future

It all makes me very nostalgic for that time I met Crispin Glover, aka: "George McFly," and learned that it's never a good idea to meet your heroes.

I made brownies today, but like a goof, I forgot to grease the pan before I baked them. Now I have to scoop the brownies out with a spoon. I'm having a very Star Jones moment -- somebody just paste me to my couch and sign me a book deal.

Todd and I might go see "Public Enemies" tonight.

Haaaaaaaave you met island_nowhere?