It's 80 in San Francisco (finally), but that won't stop me from some scary viewing.
Tonight, I'll open all the windows and enjoy a hot mess of b-movie bliss. I'm thinking Vincent Price will go nicely with my dinner of raw meat and red wine.
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"...and blurry iPhone photos." That line made me laugh out loud. I like the blog!
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