No use crying over spilt milk

O.K. so no-one's heard of Peter Blegvad, but, as Eddy Izzard said, "Well, you should have!". This pic is one of his websites as a cartoonist, but he's also a great singer/songwriter of a decidedly quirky kind. The website is Leviathan and a jolly good time is guaranteed for all.
More entertainment here on the gallery page, to be precise, three new indie trailers in glorious video, about the size of two nicotine patches.
And try the veggie ravioli at Black Bear.
Random? Check out the Alyce trailer before you call me random, though, as Sal's eyes saw, and Taimette's voice said, I am getting sloppy. There are two partly exposed flash frames visible in the fade out after the image of Simon/March Hare... well, what can I say? I done it, your Honour.
Penance will follow, or punishment, same thing from different directions.
What you missed while I was out: did some second camera on P. Griffin's hilarious but scary new opus. Why, the man could film a Russian Phrasebook and make it look interesting!
Somebody? Anything? Someone? Something?
No-one.
Nothing.