What's this? You've seen an ad for Catwoman that has positive critics reviews in it?

Well check this out:

EARL DITTMAN EXPOSED – Film Criticism’s Greatest Shame
by Chris Parry and Erik Childress



For years he’s been a name that was used in place of the words “hack” and “whore” by film journalists worldwide. His blurbs included in the advertising of a movie generally indicate that the film has been resoundingly trashed by all others. And some of his video-box quotes are so obviously a work-for-hire deal that you can’t help but shake your head. His name is Earl Dittman, and in our humble opinion, his profession is 'whore'. No, he doesn’t sell his sexual prowess for money, but he certainly sells his soul, having given countless quotes to the marketing departments of Hollywood film studios, and having been continually publicized and showered in gifts in return. One of only four critics in the world that didn’t despise Serving Sara (he managed to get three different quotes in the advertising campaign), and a man who claimed that The Legend of Bagger Vance was “as perfect as any film could get,” Earl Dittman is the shame of the entire film industry. And we’ve got the goods on him.
Hang in there, this article's going to be a long one.

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Note: In the Catwoman ad I mentioned with the four reviews, the first three of them have no name attatched. The fourth is credited to Dittman. For those that don't know, that means all four quotes are from the same guy.

Try the Richard C. Sanders Home Game!.

A little story sent to us from Rich:

Here's a heartwarming story about the bond formed between a little girl and some construction workers. This will make you believe that we CAN make a difference when we give a child the gift of our time...A young family moved into a house next door to a vacant lot. One day, a construction crew came in and began building a house on the empty lot. The family's 5-year-old daughter became interested in all the activity going on next door and spent much of each day observing the workers.

Eventually, the construction crew, all of them gems-in-the-rough, more or less adopted her as a project mascot. They chatted with her, let her sit with them while they took coffee and lunch breaks, and gave her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel important.
At the end of the first week, the men presented her with a pay envelope which contained $2.00. The little girl took this home to her mother, who said all the appropriate words of admiration, and suggested that they take the money she received to the bank to start a savings account. When theytalked to the bank teller, she was equally impressed and asked the little girl how she had earned her very own pay check at such a young age.The child proudly replied,

"I worked last week with the crew building the house next door to us."

"My goodness gracious," said the teller, "and will you be working on the house again this week, too?"  The little girl replied,

"I will if those assholes at Home Depot ever deliver the fuckin sheet rock..."

Well it looks like yesterdays fortune cookie was right.  I just checked today and it seems that in the six weeks I've been on my diet I've lost seven lbs.

Go me.

At this rate I'll reach my ideal weight sometime just before the next millenium rolls around.

TODAY'S FORTUNE COOKIE:

 

You will be free of the heavy

 burdens your have been

carrying.

Guys, I appreciate the well-wishes, but really, I'm OK. I was a little bummed out for a couple of days, as I've been every few days since all this crap began, but I'm fine.

As for a donation button, I'm not completely broke yet. Even if I was I know that most of you guys are no better off than I am. I can't take your money.

However, I do have a PayPal account and I remember reading that some stupid bitch ran up a $60,000 credit card bill (on things like clothes and Starbucks coffee) and got people online to send her money to pay it off. Not just that, but she got a fucking BOOK DEAL out of it.  

I'll not be tracking down any links to her because I don't want to help her out in any possible way no matter how small.

So if someone out there can help me figure out how to put up a donation button I'd appreciate it.

I repeat though, if you're no better off than I am I DON'T WANT YOUR MONEY.  If, however, you sent money to that stupid fucking CUNT (not a word I use often, but I feel it describes this woman accurately) for her credit card bill then not only do I want your money, I feel you aren't responsible enough to have money.  Send it to me immediately, you OWE it to me.