Dry Spell

I am on a huge, ridiculous dry spell right now with movies, blogging and other culture-related items. Will it pass? I mean, this is what I was "inspired" to write today. I was inspired to write nothing. Write about writing about nothing. Now I'm writing about writing about writing about nothing. Wait..? Sorry, my brain is cooked medium well, no mustard or relish. Am I having a nervous breakdown? Am I not having a nervous breakdown?

I started watching United 93, which I had on Tivo, and I turned it off and over-managed my fantasy team. Maybe, it was because I didn't like where the film was taking itself, and I was losing interest with rapidity. Maybe it was because I needed to overmanage my team because I'm yet to win a goddamn game. FU, Tom Brady, man who has brought pride to my city three times. You stink for getting hurt for the first time in your career! Or, maybe, possibly I'm having a cinematic dry spell.

I can still read blogs.

You know what I need? I need some crazy culture-related bracket that I can maniacly fill until Oscar season, comparable to the masterpiece, that Joe did at Low Resolution based on his favorite actresses. Any suggestions? Is this a blogging no-no? Comment with some suggestions for a little culture-realted tournament I could milk for all its worth until Oscar season graces us. Oh..oh, wait. I forgot, no one comments. No, some people do. There's a weird discrepency between the views I get to the comments I get. Suspicious.