It will no doubt come as no surprise to the regular readers of our little blog here to realize that I don’t edit. Basically, I sit down, I have an idea, and I vomit up great cataracts of effluvial verbiage, and then I’m done. Sometimes, if I’ve got time to kill, I might correct the spelling afterwards. I never fix the grammar, however, because I really don’t understand grammar rules in the first place.

A lot of us wonder why most SF films - and really films in general - are so weak. For those of you not in the know, the way movies usually are born is thusly:

1) someone gets an idea - in the shower, on the can, in a drunken brawl which may or may not involve a public restroom, or, if you're Joss Whedon, in the dorm, with a bong in your hand, watching a Friday The 13th movie, down the hall from a bathroom. The point here is this: Nearly all successful ideas involve bathrooms in some ways. Unless you're George Michael, or my old High School lit teacher, obviously. Yikes!