Yesterday's self-imposed silence seems to have given my tongue some time to heal from a mysterious injury, perhaps caused from biting my tongue in my sleep. The Gryphon tells me I no longer sound like the sloth from Ice Age. Hopefully, it will get even better if I'm a bit sparing with my speech today, as well.
Since we're entering the height of the summer movie season, I'd like to share some found items that could very well be turned into popcorn flicks.
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