there's something about watching

a great movie.

there is something that just takes you in and never stops and you go, go, go...

been watching alota shit on netflix lately.

buncha crap with bleached-out women and buffed-out men.

sporting assault weapons,

and navigating a half-assed script.

not that i'm any better.

but i'd like to think so.

so i watched "The Exorcist."

Friedkin and Blatty.

man, even @ 10am on a SUN, it still put the fear in me.

still.

light outside.

Ellroy on my lap gnawing on his butt.

busting doggy ass.

the mestizos mowing the lawn.

and i gotta admit, i was a little scared.

we burned the ouija board a couple weeks ago.

huff and i.

he wanted to.

i obliged.

swore he saw the flames shoot from below.

i dunno.

just burned to me.

caused a stink.

but we burned the quija board.

$20 down the drain.

Tina bought it, eons ago.

anyways, no more quija board.

just a Spanish-language monopoly.

-- an accident.

Ellroy's having a nightmare right now.

growling and twitching in his sleep.

face taught.

tail wagging.

some whimpers.

think i'll wake him up.

nightmares are no good.

no good at all for a little pup