I know, I know. I'm a horrible person for not writing since Friday. I will write two posts today as retribution.
Some of you have already noticed (hi, Beth!) that I have ditched the number grade format that I decided to give films this year for the old letter grade format. The reason is simple: I like it better. I spent a lot of time agonizing over whether I should give Ali a 81 or an 82 when really, when I thought oh so hard about it afterwards, I didn't give a mouse's butt. It's a B- without a doubt, and that's good enough for me. (Secondary reason: I'm starting to write for the Apollo Movie Guide, which uses a completely different numbering system, and I didn't want to confuse/get confused.)
If there are enough people who really, really, really want me to unreturn from the letter grades, I'll do it. But I'd rather not.
oh so lovingly written by
Matthew |
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
