Just wondering...

...what it says about me that whenever I come across Transporter 2, I stop, hit mute, and watch that bald fellow kick one ass after another. Mostly this is during commercial breaks. I mute the sound because I'm sensitive to loud noises like explosions and gunshots and grunts and screams. And that's most of what you hear in this movie. Bald guy isn't there to be listened to. He's there to be admired visually. And admire him I do.

In other McPolack news, I am bussssssssssssy. I worked from 9 to 9 today, on three different projects in two different locations. Getting up tomorrow and doing some more. Gots to bake some more penis cookies for another bride-to-be at some point, too.