Fresh, Hot Wastes of Time

We Netflixed the director’s cut of The Butterfly Effect. It was an excellent movie but I daresay even more depressing than Requiem for a Dream. If you’re going to rent it, I suggest you get the theatrical release rather than the director’s cut for from what I’ve read, it’s a bit less “I-want-to-drive-my-car-off-the-overpass-now”-ish.

Earlier I wrote that the roaches are back. Well now the brown recluses are back. This is the biggest one we’ve seen in the house – easily the size of a quarter.