It's happened again. I've run out of things to post about. I'm just out of words. And what's worse, every time an idea pops in to my head it somehow morphs into either a) me ranting about my Awesome Aussie or 2) petty bitching about life in general. Two thins no one but me (well, maybe she) wants to read.

I am, at this point, two movies away from another 100 movies post, problem is my Netflix has been hijacked by The Beatles Anthology series so it's going to take longer than it should to get there. Two really good movies coming up though.

So, yeah, that's why no yakkety yakkety.