I want to make it very clear that I don’t think it’s funny that a little boy put a cat in a microwave.
I want to make it very clear that I do think it’s funny that the cat’s name is “Stouffer”. The irony. The irony.
“US Catholics pleased with pope, survey finds”
Interesting. I guess I can understand that they’re pleased with his tendency to say terrible things and wear great hats. So many great hats, that PBXVI!
Last weekend I saw my first love for the first time in forever. He came to New York with a friend. Other than bringing with him all of the reasons I ever loved him, he brought a gift. He burned me a copy of every Peter Sellers movie that is only available on VHS to dvd. Now I have them to obsess over. The first I’ve knocked off the list is the above, Only Two Can Play.
It’s 1962 Sellers (which, if you didn’t know, is Sellers in his prime, according to me). He plays an unhappy librarian who has a wandering eye. Horny librarian Peter Sellers when he was kind of chubby? HOLY FUCK.
Be still.
On 1st avenue and 8th street, or something like that. I have no idea what it means and I was too scared to find out. It sounds sexual.
Oh my god. I just died from how sad that is, and then resurrected because of how cute that is.
I am watching a documentary called I Am an Animal about the founder of PETA (a group who I have mixed feelings about) and I realized that she looks like someone else famous.
Ingrid Newkirk:
Tom Petty:
