1,000 Hits

With a little over 24 hours of voting left in Boston Market’s Homemade Movie Contest, COP AND CUP! has received a semi-astonishing 1,000 hits and earned a solid ranking of 4.5 stars out of a possible 5. This means that aside from the 100 or so votes cast by family (love ya, Mom), friends (you guys rock) and random visitors to this site (a little creepy you’re reading a stranger’s blog but thanks for the support), a full-on 900 people love Boston Market enough to go to the contest site, watch 60 seconds of a fast food cup blowing away criminals and then cast their vote.

That, my friends, is some tasty chicken.

Thanks once again to everyone who navigated the treacherous waters of the Homemade Movie Contest site to show their love. If you haven’t had a chance – and have a spare 10 seconds between now and midnight on Wednesday – click here to help us live the dream.

Speaking of which, my subconscious never did cough up an escape plan from the Nazi Mountaintop Chateau of Doom. Luckily, I was able to make peace with my dreams by living out one from my childhood over the Memorial Day long weekend. For the benefit of anyone who actually knew me when I was a child, no, I didn’t destroy Castle Greyskull from the pilot’s seat of the Millennium Falcon (…yet.) I went to a Vegas bachelor party.

The idea of a bachelor party in Vegas was, when I was a kid, on par with a weekend at Disneyland – both concepts came with the promise of fun and excitement, not to mention a journey to your exotic “United States”. And since I didn’t have a lot of friends getting married when I was six, it’s no real surprise that this one was on the back burner for a solid two decades. Although an all-out media ban imposed by the groom (something about things happening there staying there) means that pretty much all I’m allowed to post is the above representation of the shape my liver and soul were in by the time we boarded the flight home, I can assure you we had a damn good time.

Best of luck, Avi. Bachelorhood will miss you.