Watching democrats fight back by basically not doing anything and just holding up little signs last night that basically said "Boo!" is depressing. Clear they don't intend to fight until midterms.

People posting stuff rooting for the asteroid to her Earth aren't as funny as you think. It likely won't hit you. But it would hit somewhere. And kill other people. Destroy other lives. Destroy ecosystems. So maybe you know...Think about those people while you're rooting for a space rock.

For my whole life I have been mocked for liking Pepsi better than Coke. And to all those people over the years, I say, suck it. Pepsi isn't for narcs.

Viewing 6: They fucking showed it in French. And since no one could understand it, they just shouted and screamed over it. Genuinely may have to stop cause of the headache I have.

Viewing 5: It's gotten to a point that a lot of the audience watching likes to think they are the guys from Mystery Science Theater. But they aren't. They really really aren't.

Viewing 4: My brain cracked. I laughed to the point of tears watching an extra struggling to drink out of a stein.

Viewing 3: I think the row behind me has always wanted to be as obnoxious as they could in a movie theater. And today they are living out their dream.

Viewing two: The weirdest thing about the Groundhog Day Marathon is the main character energy some audience members have.

Viewing one: Groundhog Day is a good movie. Like it is fun. I know that.

This account will be used today to steadily document my descent in to madness at the Groundhog Day marathon at the Roxy. Stay tuned.

We aren't even two weeks in. And the country is a disaster.

Hangovers now got me feeling like the way Count Orlak breathes in the new Nosferatu.

My Twitter was only used to live tweet my colonoscopy preparation. Here is hoping my Blue Sky is used for just a tad more.