I picked up the Man With No Name trilogy on bluray the other day. The difference in the film is nothing short of amazing. Reading reviews from people saying the transfer could be better but I’ve never really sat down and watched these movies with this much excitement. They just look fantastic.

I love this photo. I wonder who took it.

Sometimes you can't avoid it. It's been done.

Isn't fair I should stumble upon the meat art / food porn seen here.

“Haters Gonna Hate” image search

Yes Frank.
Okay Frank.
Uh huh.
I understand.
Okay.
Yep.
Right.
You got it.
Yes.
Sure.
Sure thing.
Alright.

Frank's loop consists of:

Say David…
Hey David…
David!
*cough*
You know what I was thinkin'?
You know what you should do?
Why don't you just listen to me?
I wouldn't… if I were you.
Do whatever you want. (notice my loop is completely in the affirmative so I'm not sure how we arrive at an argument or the following statement)
I don't care.

This man in a one way shit spitting machine. Everything that comes out is negative, irrelevant, inaccurate, and/or completely useless. He had issue with something I said to a customer that was accurate and polite in a 10 second phone conversation. I have to hear what I should have or could have said to phrase it better because in his mind I just lost the customer by telling her to call us when she knows she wants to come in. He says he's leaving for 30 minutes as he's following me from room to room telling me things as I'm in my "okay Frank" loop. Then as he's finally leaving he's telling me "I wouldn't eat this pie if I were you". Something he said an hour earlier as I explained that it was frozen and I'm defrosting it and it's fine. Always micromanaging. I need psychotherapy because of this man and sadly the venting lands on my mother, coworkers, and friends. The ones that met him are sure they want to murder him on my behalf or help me move the body and the friends that hear it are just so enraged even having not met him, they want to smack him around.