I’ll tell you something, Crazy Yank loves his films. His DVDs in particular. It became a ritual, usually at the weekend, that he’d go to Blockbuster and pick up three used ones for £10. I’d never seen such a big DVD collection when I moved in. I still haven’t. Hundreds. I forget the exact number now but it was about 400. The family have proudly informed me that it’s many more than that now of course.
I remember going to the hallowed Blockbuster on the High Road with Crazy Yank and co from time to time and trying to have my say. It was hard because Crazy Yank and Wonder Boy would go for some action film or a horrific shoot ’em up film. Slish would eye up some teen fluff and Crazy Yank would often appease her with one out of the three choices. I would look for the independent films, those with the Sundance Film Festival stamp of approval, and would inevitably get nowhere or ‘forget it’ more specifically. But one glorious day, I was allowed one out of the three: The Savages. (It was OK.)
Anyway, sorry for the silence and forget what Arnie said – I am back. I will be posting more regularly now and by more regularly, I mean weekly. If not weekly, fortnightly. Hello.
Confessions of a reluctant lodger 
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I found your response on the "Ten rules for writing fiction" site and I was following random links. Short story short: I have been up all night trying to figure out what I love to do and work that into something I want to do with the rest of my life after taking an hour long nap at 11pm only to be woken up to play a video game by my desperate boyfriend. I think that's a run on. I'm sorry. I'd just like to say you're part of an inspiration. Also that DVD's that you might like that I just saw for the first time tonight: The Sorcerer's Apprentice, and Religulous.