Blatant plug for my crap elsewhere

Yes, my creative writing efforts continue to spread across the internet like the hideous, flesh-eating cancer they are: I present to you That's When I Reach for My Revolver, a continuous series of plays by yours truly. It's like a TV show, only in internet form, without actors or actual sets -- play it out in your head with your own cast. Have fun with it. And tell your friends -- it'd be nice if more than three people read it. Unless, of course, it's really bad...then don't tell anyone.

And the Oscars are about fifteen hours away. My choices stand as I made them.