The Herald-Mail has a "humor" columnist named Tim Rowland, whom I normally toss into the same bin with that piece of shit Bob Parasiliti. But this time, I have to give it to ol' Tim. Last week prior to the primary election, he wrote a column that I thought was pretty good. It's right here.
I was with him all the way up to the whitewall bit at the end, but 75% of a decent article is way above his average, so he gets a pat on the back from me. Fine job, Rowland. Though I might be biased, as I am also one of the few, the proud, the unaffiliated.
In other news, Ashley and I went to see The Black Dahlia last night. It was dogshit, but during the annoying pre-preview infomercial they show we saw a behind-the-scenes feature on the upcoming movie Stranger Than Fiction, which has an interesting premise but, Ash and I agreed, a pretty shitty title. The protagonist's name is Harold Crick, so Ashley and I came up with the following alternate titles: