I can't admit which movie I'm reviewing in this blog, you'll have to guess

A non-stop commercial disguised as a "movie" has little evidence of the
latter (plot, dialogue, character development, humor, reason, point)
and ample evidence of the former (I stopped counting at 37 different
corporate brands, but I think 150 is a good guess, plus a full-blown
Applebee's commercial in the middle). Critique the movie, highlighting
the plot holes, or writing another word (even to commend Sascha Baron
Cohen as the movie's only redeeming quality) is a waste of time. Quite
possibly the worst movie I've ever seen in my life. (Ps, curse IMDb!
They want my comment to take more than 10 lines. No, I tell you! This
movie is not worth ten lines! Please don't see it! It's horrible! If
you think this is funny, you are 13 years old. If you're not 13 years
old, you may have serious emotional and intellectual development issues
and I suggest seeing a doctor. There, is that ten?)

More thoughts on the meaning of life

Good morning diary, what are you doing? I’m not doing much. Nope, not doing much at all. Hardly anything, actually, but this florescent light in front of my is starting to get annoying. It’s a quiet day. A very quiet day. So quiet, in fact, the flies have nodded off due to boredom. The sun is starting to droop sadly because no one is noticing it. The stream has come to a standstill pouting in a protest. The dog no long barks nor wags her tail for attention.

Ok, not really, I was just fooling with you.

How are you?