Okay so the closest I came to productive was twenty minutes of 3:10 to Yuma, popping a heading onto my proposal to give Enie tomorrow, and helping Andy revise a script. The rest of the last five hours or so was spent chatting online with Chris (I can call him
chrisnaked but he never ever uses that account, so it seems weird). We ran the spectrum: Coens vs
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