I guess today was a recovery day. We watched F1. Lewis won the sprint race. It was so nice to see. He’s still got it. He just needs the right car. Not sure if he has it, but we’ll see. It’s still so early. Watched Wrexham beat Stockport. Put us back up into second...

Super late because we podcasted late today—we spent two solid hours going through each and every Hitchcock film we’d watched just to make sure we remembered what happened in each one of them—…but it was a good night. We watched The Game. Apparently a decent number of...

Another day of scenes not death! Not quite as far as I intended to go, but that doesn’t matter. Not in the slightest. The whole point of the eight scenes or death was simply to get into the groove…and I have. Whew. I’m, like, a week away from finishing this outline....