I think that when the inevitable unauthorized autobiographies of my life begin to come out (expect one at your favorite bookseller about the same time that Hell freezes right the hell over), one thing will be made abundantly, irrevocably clear:I am an embarrassingly slothful person. And if it weren’t for the Puddinette, I would never … Continue reading A movie in 100 words or less: Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters
