Why are multiple showings of Underworld: Evolution sold out on a gorgeous Saturday afternoon when the theater has just brought back all of the Best Picture nominees?
And why, when I should be writing fiction, is my head suddenly filled with, like, fifteen business ideas?
Minions, that’s what I need.
Hey, can I quit my job and be your minion? That would totally rock.
Minions, across the board, would be a welcome addition to any lifestyle.
For example, if I had a personal assistant to do nothing more than query editors, agents, etc, I could spend far more time playing Half-Life 2. The results would be fantastic!