I have to make a confession: I’m a huge fan of old or small films. Movies that nobody knows about, and some movies that are classics that everyone knows.

Turner Classic Movies and the Independant Film Channel are always on, at the Bridge (the desk where I write, a corner desk with a monitor and a TV and a bucketload of crap).

I love seeing these old movies, uninterrupted, on FILM. Yeah, you know, THAT stuff.

When I win the lottery, one of the things I will do is set up a projection room wiht an actual projector. Yeah, I’ll probably have one of the new digital things, but an actual 35mm projector will be up there. And the projection booth will be a smoking area, and the projectionist will smoke and change reels and read magazines while I watch “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” and “The Tale of Masseur Ichi”. The th4eater will have red velvet seats with an ashtray on one side and a cupholder on the other side, and a footrest like a barber chair.

And while I’m dreaming, it will have a Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal.