Do you think it’s too late to tell the addressee of “Bound 2” that having sex in a sink probably isn’t sanitary, safe, or enjoyable?
How is that appealing? That sounds like the most uncomfortable thing.
The last of the robins in the nest outside my door left today.
The end of an era. A two-week era.
You can’t call your whiskey Larceny and be surprised when people try to steal it.
A storm’s going on outside, I’m watching The Faculty, I’ve got an Ommegang Rare Vos, and I guess I can’t ask for much else right now.
I was attempting to make a screen cap of the “You will find true love on Flag Day” fortune cookie because that’s what today is, but my CD drive was acting like the Season 13 The Simpsons DVD was the apocalypse. Which isn’t completely inaccurate.
Basically, fandoms are the worst things in the world even when they are dedicated to things that are good, and I wish they didn’t exist.
What the fuck? Why.
Turned on The Colbert Report just in time to see Paul McCartney performing “I’ve Just Seen a Face.” Quite possibly my favorite Beatles song. It’s been a good night.
The verdict: Totally holds up, especially if you’re very biased beforehand.