My life is now worthwhile, because I have seen Night of the Creeps. This 1986 masterpiece of horror is truly . . . truly awful. But it starts out with naked baby-looking aliens and features racing slugs, Jason Lively, a guy on crutches, frat house zombies, and Ray the Police Detective. You really can't beat that for quality entertainment.
Oh yeah, and I got to hang out with Gabe. This, unlike Night of the Creeps, is a Good Thing.
I'm really tired. Good night.