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Having been the recipient of a head cold that was in and of itself a work of art,(if only phlegm could be used as a form of currency!), I hunkered down to stare listlessly at the TV. As everybody knows, the last thing you want in such a state (vaguely feverish and immensely self-pitying) is to actually watch something "good." No, I always seek out something that's visually appealing and requires absolutely no concentration.

Ideally, I'd want to find some simple-minded movie that I saw years ago. One that I liked but had little memory of, except for the hot, yet tastefully nude scene with a starlet who I always imagined would love me if she just took the time to get to know me a bit. You know, a movie like Desperado--something to look at rather than think about.

But that never happens.

Instead, I end up looking...