There was an article on CNN today about how they're not going to demolish the house from The Blair Witch Project. The article contains this mega-spoiler of a sentence:

The film's characters were killed in the house at the conclusion of the chilling horror tale.

So, just in case you haven't seen it yet, don't bother. They die.

I guess I could be ruining it for some people too, though? Ah, the irony.

None of this should be confused with the end of Babe, where they eat the pig.

So, Day Two of the millennium down, 364,998 to go.

A quiet day at the Williams Estate. Sonya continues to recover from her millennial funk (she feels much better, thank you), I'm washing clothes and thinking real hard about cleaning the kitchen. I also want to grab James at some point and go throw the football around. The reasonably warm, slightly humid weather won't last, and I want to take advantage of it.

Well, screw the football thing. Jen and James are doing laundry, which is a mammoth, building-the-pyraids undertaking for them, and besides I just went to T.J. Mulligan's and got Sonya and I tasty appetizers. I will now be logy and lethargic for the rest of the evening.

The Saints season? I'm glad it's done. Shameful is what it was.

Next season, though, is going to be great.

A while back I said there would be a cast of characters and one of those nifty "One Year Ago" links, right? Well, there will be. Just give me a little more time, okay? I need to get the new Jennyseat out and the old one online, too. A busy month, January.

Just watch!

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