Notes on life

Someone forgot to tell Sean William Scott is going to be mighty pissed at all of these people putting an extra 'n' in his name. And that he's in a movie about rednecks directed by an Indian guy. The director's nationality may also explain Jessica Simpson's horrendous "Southern" "accent." Nonetheless, I have been craving me some confederate flag-wavin', car-chasin', rootin'-tootin', flamin' arrow-shootin' action. I'm more excited about this movie than Episode III. Take that as a crack against Star Wars or an embarassing personal admission, however you wish.