My inadvertent vow of silence continues. It's rather maddening.
I've just got to get industrious about the two stories I'm working on. Instead I'm playing Slingo with Sue. I just can't seem to get Harvey and Bruce to cooperate . . .
And I have to finish budgets. Sara will kill me if she gets to work tomorrow and I haven't done the last of them.
In the meantime, I have one of my fetish movies on the SciFi Channel, one I haven't seen in a while: Blade Runner.
There are some scenes in this movie that are close to perfection, like the blood-in-the-whiskey scene. Ridley Scott rocks! (And I always knew Darrel Hannah was scary, even before she weirded out her face later in life.)