damn i love my copier

so i jiggled things a bit, made certain the corona wire and the drum assembly were as close together as they could be, and what do you know, i had a perfectly functioning copier.

if you’re going to world fantasy con here in austin next weekend, you’ll probably get one of the complimentary space squid themed austin guides which i printed out last night. there’ll be at least one for all 1200 of you. all because of my wonderful, wonderful copier!

however folding the guides into a pocket-sized map was a little time-consuming. there was a point at around 3 last night when i timed myself and noticed that i could fold slightly more than three guides per minute. then i looked at the pile of 800 copies on my coffetable and realized that the extra daylight savings hour was going to be vital for finishing the project by morning.

so i folded and i folded and i watched a lot of TV.

i saw the BSG episodes from last week and the week before. i don’t know about this warping into a planetary atmosphere nonsense, although it looks jaw-droppingly cool.

i saw this indian movie: "love in nepal" about obnoxiously good-looking and young advertising executives on a photo shoot in nepal. because it’s an indian movie there are unmotivated dance numbers, most notably one about how great it is to smoke pot. there was also a lapdance-in-panties sequence which no-doubt came a hairs-breadth from the limits proscribed by the indian censors (the hero does pass out before anything as disgusting as lip contact occurs).

i saw lucio fulci’s "city of the living dead" aka "gates of hell". gotta love any movie where the zombies not only go after people’s brains, they can tear the brains out of the skulls one-handed. also noteworthy: the blizzard of maggots and the unmotivated vomiting of an individual’s entire suite of internal organs. there may have been a coherent plot i missed while i was folding, but i kinda doubt it.

i saw an indian revenge film called "zinda". no singing, no dancing (except in the extras) and it had extreme acts of violent crowbar dentistry and even KISSING!!! it’s about a man who is kept in a private prison for 14 years and then seeks revenge on the man who had put him there (as it turns out, for revenge). because it’s an indian movie the 129 minute length seems like 14 years. the action sequences reminded me that india doesn’t really have a native martial art, but the lead actor, sanjay dutt, works well with what he’s got. i’d seen him before in the equally long and serious "rudraksh". dutt looks and acts kinda like jean reno if jean reno was also your uncle. he has sleepy, hangdog eyes and an action hero’s grim countenance, but he never has that sadistic edge common with american action stars. even while taking a crowbar to a bad-guy’s overbite, he kinda looks like he would rather be quaffing a cold brewski somewhere.

gotta go. gotta get back to my photocopier publishing empire.

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Matthew is a writer and editor living in Austin, TX.
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