Wild Cuddyer
Tuesday, August 25th, 2009When I saw this photo of Twins right fielder Michael Cuddyer, this is the first thing I thought of:

Furthermore, I cannot wait til this movie comes out!
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When I saw this photo of Twins right fielder Michael Cuddyer, this is the first thing I thought of:

Furthermore, I cannot wait til this movie comes out!
I ran an informal contest the other day with the intention of Netflix-ing the first movie suggested that I hadn’t seen. While my intention was to pick something random to stream online, the first and winning suggestion was only available my mail. Well, I just realized that this is the first movie I’ve ever Netflix-ed. By mail, anyway. And the winner is:

Thanks, Kyle!
I love it! "If you can type, you can make movies…" I discovered this through Will Hines’ blog. Check out some of the other movies on Xtranormal.com.
And I made my own:
Go make a movie! (I suggest you create an account before starting a movie. It’s just easier.)
My dreams can have amazing soundtracks. Whenever a great song comes up in my dream, I wish that I could remember the music and write it down when I wake up in the morning. Usually, there’s no way I can remember all the details. Last night, however, yielded a simple blues riff. It was nicely orchestrated for big band, but here’s the melody:
I named it Mister Sausage after a short film I saw in my dream about a deranged French guy who called himself Mister Sausage and hit on women randomly in the street. He spoke English with an accent and he replaced every couple of words or so with a completely inaccurate substitute. In my dream, I found this film on Channel 102, but you won’t find it there. Check out that site, though.