Work & the boondock saints.
You know, I am always unsure what is kosher for me to post about work and what isn't, since all the time now I keep seeing these articles about people getting fired (or into other various forms of Huge Trouble) for talking about their job/coworkers/bosses/officeblahblah on their blogs.
I've just had a weird attack of the paranoid -- I focus hard on not posting anything specific or rude or private, but sometimes from the horror stories I've read the bloggers haven't posted anything like that, either.
Any thoughts?
OR, conversely, please flail with me about Boondock Saints? Why did no one come into my house with a gun and force me to watch Boondock Saints like, I don't know, five years ago when it came out? Because that movie was sort of everything I find stimulating all rolled together with a Willem Dafoe on top. It was the hot fudge sundae of my cinematic dreams. I have never seen a movie so PERFECTLY HOT. I can't even. I cannot.
I've just had a weird attack of the paranoid -- I focus hard on not posting anything specific or rude or private, but sometimes from the horror stories I've read the bloggers haven't posted anything like that, either.
Any thoughts?
OR, conversely, please flail with me about Boondock Saints? Why did no one come into my house with a gun and force me to watch Boondock Saints like, I don't know, five years ago when it came out? Because that movie was sort of everything I find stimulating all rolled together with a Willem Dafoe on top. It was the hot fudge sundae of my cinematic dreams. I have never seen a movie so PERFECTLY HOT. I can't even. I cannot.