Painter's Block

I have done at least one painting every day for the last two weeks.

My brain is spent.

I have come down with a deplorable case of Painter's Block.

Addict

I am staring at my list of films.

I have compiled this ridiculous list, logging my personal cinematic journey since January of 2010. It began as one of those, "Hey, I wonder if" kinds of things. As in, "Hey, I wonder if I will be impressed with myself after keeping a record of how many movies I watch and when I watch them this year." Being impressed with myself has turned into, well, a bit of embarrassment mixed with massive amounts of pathetic. How many movies have I watched, you ask?

Over 70.

That's counting the eight-hour saga of 'The Thorn Birds' as one movie.

70 x 2 hours = 140 hours
140/24 =5.8333

DUDE.

Six DAYS of my life for MOVIES. That's not even counting the copious amount of television I watch!

I think it's safe to say that I have a problem. I am addicted to film.