I know it's now the tail end of the weekend, but at long last I've got what you've been waiting for. No, not the results of last night's Powerball drawing...it's my thoughts on the new movies coming out this weekend expressed in haiku form. Remember, I use lower case for everything, because I bust my haiku all e.e. cummings-style, yo.

That sound you hear is e.e. cummings turning over in his grave. Vehemently.

date movie

pity hannigan
she never should have stuck that
flute up her hoo hoo

eight below

caucasian snow dogs
you know, i wish feral dogs
would eat paul walker

freedomland

moore blames bad black man
methinks she's hiding something
susan smith's fave flick!

Drew has been running his script-o-rama, known as nirvana for people who dig free movie scripts, for over ten years now. He was hoping to get a gold watch to celebrate his decade anniversary, but since his boss is Drew...it didn't happen. Drew sure does have a love/hate relationship with that guy.