tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12917687.post2998728492036301307..comments2008-12-16T02:01:45.127-05:00Matt Zoller Seitzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921028537989131859noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12917687.post-32189457939841829622008-12-16T00:34:00.000-05:002008-12-16T00:34:00.000-05:00Dear Vadim, THE FUTURIST! never gives up, well ... perhaps, last Friday's Times Crossword puzzle ... and, uh ... attempting a perfect hangman's noose out of very thick navy hemp rope. What was sad was this podcast. For some reason it depressed THE FUTURIST! It had this aura of tragedy and it seemed "dangerous" ... it felt like another act of THE ICEMAN COMETH with Cabrini as Hickey. Why? It's a mystery. It just made THE FUTURIST! very morose and he drank excessively afterwards. And he wept like Erich Von Stroheim after he found out he could not wear his Hessian military boots to the 1931 after Oscar party at Norma Shearer's house due to her having a carpet of llama fur recently installed.THE FUTURIST!noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12917687.post-71518602686763955422008-12-15T12:08:53.458-05:002008-12-15T12:08:53.458-05:00Uh-oh. I think we've finally gone too far.<BR/><BR/>You gave up on Twitter so soon! It's sad.Vadimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16748591562916338637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12917687.post-38214348344719139362008-12-14T19:48:00.000-05:002008-12-14T19:48:00.000-05:00THE FUTURIST! is speechless.THE FUTURIST!noreply@blogger.com