Since strike information is at a premium right now, The Bullets will turn the rest of tonight’s update to a special guest, who will give his opinon on the DGA deal, as well as update us on his current projects. Please welcome tonight’s Bullets guest contributor, the Cloverfield Monster:

Wait, I don’t see… ah, here he comes.

Oh crap.

Maybe this wasn’t such a goo…

The Bullets are currently on a brief hiatus, as we regroup, and attempt to find something in the world of pop culture & celebrity news that is less ridiculous than the shit we make up. Case in point? Britney Spears’ mom is writing a book on parenting. Our guess is that the working title is Don’t Let Them Lowball Ya: A Parent’s Guide To Selling Your Children To Disney.

In the meantime, we thought we’d pop in to wish you all a very Happy Halloween. After all, It is our favorite holiday… and one of our traditions on this night is to take a moment from dressing like sluts & monsters & people we wish we could be to remember one of the original badasses. Please join us.

Before he became a legend, Orson Welles, actor, producer, teacher, writer, director, and all-around wiseguy, was in charge of what might have been the greatest confligration of writing & acting talent ever to grace the airwaves, radio or otherwise: The Mercury Theater.

On October 31, 1938, Mr. Welles & his troupe performed an adaptation of H.G. Wells’ classic The War Of The Worlds. But our Orson decided to dress up the first 45 minutes or so by making it sound like it was actually happening.

After the dust settled he appologized, and later said that he didn’t know what the repercussions would be… but we nerds know better. He knew exactly what he was doing. The resulting panic, although it has been exaggerated with the passing of time, remains legendary.

Just think of it as the single greatest Halloween prank EVER.

And now, in the spirit of the holiday, we at The Bullets give you the broadcast of The Mercury Theater’s production of The War Of The Worlds, as it was originally aired.

Please to enjoy:

Should for any reason you not be able to hear the flash player, the broacast is hot-linked here.

And should you think for even a moment that we jest about the greatness of The Mercury… it’s collected works can be heard here.

The Saw Blood Drive!

We’re shooting for 60,000 pints this year.

So spread the word…
And give till it hurts, kids!

Just click on the nurse for details.
Seriously… you’d give up the blood
if she asked, wouldn’t ya?

Tell ‘em, Jiggy!