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Another fun aspect of seeing movies in theatres you miss out on by seeing movies at home: Hearing the movie in the auditorium next door drown out the subtle sound of the movie you’re actually watching! I’ll never forget seeing a screening of Broken Flowers with Jim Jarmusch — as in he was there for a Q&A — right next

I’m wearing my tinfoil hat today, so I’m going with... Jake Gyllenhall! He starred in Brokeback Mountain, which was directed by Ang Lee, who directed Billy Lynn’s Halftime Walk, which starred Joe Alwyn.

Gah, I’ve been moving this book between my bookshelf, to-read-next stack, and messenger bag for probably twenty years, and I have somehow never quite gotten around to actually reading it. Clearly, I need to fix this ASAP.

In semi-related news... Remember that ex-cop who shot and killed a guy because the guy was texting during *previews* a few years ago? I happened to be listening to a podcast about it yesterday and started wondering what the verdict had been since it went down three years ago, so I looked it up. The trial is STILL

Dude, a salad spinner would make a better president at this point.

It’s being reported now that the information came from Israel. It’s going to take me a while to figure out how to express how bad this is. Because it’s *bad*. “Colossal fuckup” doesn’t even come close.

Go look up Alan Rickman and his political positions. Oh, and Tony Shalhoub. They, uh, differ from those of Tim Allen. They’re really the actors who make that movie for me, and I barely even remember Tim Allen in it anyway.

She looks oddly like Annette O’Toole in that picture. I can’t figure out what it is.

Welp, he *did* take off to somewhere remote in Wyoming, ostensibly to work on his album, but maybe it’s a trial run to see if he personally can hack it in the middle of nowhere prior to a divorce filing and petition for physical custody.

That’s going to be me in the summer, albeit with science fiction and horror shows. I hate the sun and the heat. The heat makes me feel like complete crap, and the sun triggers scintillating scotomas. Such fun.

No, Portland (my hometown), but I did live in Seattle for most of the ‘90s and ‘00s, so I know the weather is pretty much the same as far as that goes in both places! Except right now I think Portland might be getting more rain than Seattle because we’re gearing up for the Rose Festival, which just isn’t the Rose

I saw someone on Reddit who made a hailman. Yes, that *is* in fact a snowman made of hail.

Sigh. This was my afternoon:

One of my coworkers gave me her ipsy bag shaped like a ticket! I was super excited because I wanted that bag. And I was only interested in the bag itself, so I didn’t bother trying to subscribe because it wasn’t worth $10 just for the bag. But she gave it to me for free! She also gave me a few of the things she has

The GenXers will understand: I went to see Evan Dando do an acoustic set in a record store (Tower Records on the Ave in Seattle, as if anyone cares) in probably ‘93. We were waiting semi-patiently, and some random guy with short hair climbed onto the makeshift stage, so the crowd collectively shrugged and started

I was once on a conference call with live questions where we all learned our very large company was being bought out by another very large company who happened to be our biggest direct competitor. The call ended shortly after one of the people listening to the call unmuted their phone juuust long enough to yell

Gah (at Netflix, not you), this was my immediate reaction as well. Welp, they apparently couldn’t be bothered to look up the origins of the word and discover it was coined by people who couldn’t be bothered to find out where a particular group of immigrants were actually from, or they did and decided they didn’t care,

I quite frankly mentally added “LIKE A BIG BOY!” when I read it.

Heh, not a big deal. I just needed to get that plot idea out of my head so I wouldn’t be obsessing over it and fleshing it out into a full story today because I’m supposed to actually *work* at work, not write horror stories or scripts.

Okay, this comment has my head going off in a completely different direction.