Can't do it

I can't do the whole Will Smith thing.  I just can't.  I started watching Bad Boys the other night and started typing a crappy blog during it.  I stopped watching the movie halfway through, and stopped the crappy blog halfway through.  I hate blog-as-it-goes blogging anyway; I never read them. 

Too much Big Willie Style narcissism, too much mid-90's crap.  Nothing was funny, and the explosions weren't big enough.  The scene where the hooker was murdered wasn't very dramatic -- after all, she was a prostitute.

So I guess I'll just say something that I hate saying: I quit.

Maybe I'll post the half-written blog, but I'm going to bury it back in 1995.  That's the beauty of blogging,  I can travel freely through time.