Last night, we got all dressed up to go and see American Gangster, the new movie starring Denzel Washington (Denzel, a name that spell check hates, BTW) and Russell Crowe (Crowe, another name that spell check hates). Wanted to write one of my oh-so-not-useful overviews about it. Didn’t happen.

Because, instead I spent the night plunging my bathtub. The only one I have. That’s got things in it from the laundry wash. And the garbage disposal. Yeah, gross. Talk about a long way from the movies. Frig. How do you go from all dressed up to wrist-deep in gunk in under 5 minutes? Clog your main, that’s how.

Peace.