Stakes stashed, bloodsuckers dispatched, flipcharts full of ideas folded and tucked in our bug-out bags, we return from the first-possibly-annual My Left Footloose corporate retreat refreshed and ready to mash some damn movies. Huzzah!
A few changes are in store for you, our small but brilliant readership. For instance, we're cutting the Thursday Three-way free. Now, instead of a regular Thursday themed extravaganza, the Three-Way (or Four-Way, or whatever it is you get when you get really, really lucky) is a freely-roaming feast. It could happen any day, any time, for any reason. Unexpected Monday morning gaggle of film noir musicals? Booyah! A herd of nature documentary romantic comedies? A murder of animated serial killer feel-good flicks? Wear your rubbers, kids. This could get messy.
What else? Well, you'll just have to stick around and see. We have lots of ideas.
One thing's for sure, the town of Forks, WA, will have fewer sparkly teenagers to worry about. For that, we declare our retreat a success.
That'll put marzipan in your pie plate, bingo!
Jane, Rick, Steve, Scott, Dawn, Phil, and the My Left Footloose undead crime scene cleanup crew
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