VIRGO ON MARS

Last night, Erin and I attended our first country & western-themed party. Walking up to the party, I was heard to remark, "This is the end of my youth!" Geezus--theme parties? I was skeptical. In actuality, it started out as a great time: excellent spread, hot cider & whiskey, and I spilled whipped cream on a middle-aged woman's leg. Classic! The party grew until it became near-impossible to stand anywhere other than the frontyard. I'd already watched someone puke all over the grass by the time we left shortly after midnight.

Regarding Evil Dead, Ash has to be the lamest and most inept movie heroes of all time. Then again, if you're thinking in terms of movie heroes, why watch Evil Dead?