“A handbag?”

Maybe an adaptation of Oscar Wilde’s The Importance of Being Jason?

Oh ha ha ha... this is what I get for being in the entertainment bubble. I sort of assumed everyone knew it was in theaters today. I will add a clarifier.

Not every writer gets to write Ulysses. Not every artist gets to paint American Gothic. Not every composer gets to pen the Messiah. Most of us have to animate birds peeing, compose jingle music for tampon commercials, or write posters for local music festivals.

I’d love to keep faith in the show despite its faltering in the last few years, but once they let Trump host, they gave that buffoon a legitimacy and prestige he didn’t deserve.