Now that's Handey

If I lived back in the wild west days, instead of carrying a six-gun in my holster, I'd carry a soldering iron. That way, if some smart-aleck cowboy said something like "Hey, look. He's carrying a soldering iron!" and started laughing, and everybody else started laughing, I could just say, "That's right, it's a soldering iron. The soldering iron of justice." Then everybody would get real quiet and ashamed, because they had made fun of the soldering iron of justice, and I could probably hit them up for a free drink.

The Last Mimsey...I hope

Wow...I feel like I always like to start off my blogs with the word wow, and, no, I don't know why. I also don't know why I felt compelled to go see "The Last Mimsey" tonight, which was the strangest, most random movie I've ever seen besides...nope, we have a winner. Craziness. Sheer oddity...really. Zack and I always leave the theater after a movie, critiquing what we didn't like or what we thought could have been better. After this movie finished, we both just looked at each other and cracked up laughing. I tend to like quirky movies, but this movie may have been too weird for even me. It's funny because we knew absolutely nothing about the movie when we went to see it except that we saw that Dwight was in it...and that was good enough for us. Who's Dwight, you ask? Two words: The Office. We're pretty much obsessed with it, and we aren't ashamed to say that we loved it before it got so popular. And Dwight is hands down the best part of it. Too bad he couldn't redeem Mimsey.