Phone a friend? Phone a bear. Ironically, of course.

So, I'm getting terribly worried that my relationship with the song "Can't Stop Partying" by Weezer (feat. Lil' Wayne... oh gaaaaaawd) has transitioned from ironic to genuine. According to this article, it's not really ironic, and I should stop fooling myself. Perhaps. Is enjoying the purposeful stupidity and condescending sarcasm that I firmly believe the band intended ironic, or straightforwardly enjoying THEM being ironic?

Who cares. Regardless, I can't stop listening, listening, so I figure Weezer wins, no matter what the mentality behind the consumption. Clever buggers.

Anyhoo. Today contained both the awesomeness of viewing Stanley Kubrick's Paths of Glory with Kelly for the first time, and some Cinephile frustrations and eventual (small) victories. So, overall, I have basically everything figured out, right?

Yeah, I thought so too.

Anyway! Look! A fact!

#18: Bell Canada recently tried to raise the cost of using a payphone to $1 per call.

Thankfully, this boneheaded (what a great adjective! I decided earlier this week I would do my best to work it into conversation as often as possible! So far, so good!) motion was denied by the CRTC. The hilarious part? Bell argued that increasing the cost of payphones would help stop payphones from losing money, therefore... allowing payphones to be able to stay in business. Yeah. That's real sensitive to the low income families that wouldn't be able to afford cell phones and would have to use payphones.

Sigh.

Anyway! Do you know what time it is?

It's HERZOG TIME!!!

As in, the time that the girl and I watch Grizzly Man, and revisit the hilarity/squirminess/irritation of Timothy Treadwell, Mr. Chocolate, and all of his furry friends. Maybe some of them will even be as polite as this:

Look at how GIFted you are with this post! 

OOOOOHHHHHH SNAAAAPPPPP!!!

I kill me. 

Actually, more like you, dear reader, will kill me after my excruciating puns. 

In the meantime, I'ma watch me some Werner. G'night!