I rarely pay more than $20 for a bottle of wine because I don’t always appreciate the depth and subtlety of the flavors and also because I drop the bottle in the parking lot and have to stand there awkwardly staring at the spill while I debate whether it’s worth licking the concrete for.
#FMM (Fuck my Malbec)
“George Clooney really is nice looking.”
“Is it hard to play the ukulele?”
“Language!”
“I guess with her mom in the hospital, no one can brush Scotti’s hair.”
“He has a lot of shoes for a Hawaiian. Those look like loafers.”
“He runs like a doofus.”
“If my daughter talked to me like that, I’d have two family members in the hospital”
“Is Scotti a nickname?”
“That boy has a Joker mouth.”
“He was probably always really nice looking.”
“THAT’S A PLOT POINT.”
“Which Bridges is that?”
“Do they call them Hawaiian shirts in Hawaii? Or just ‘shirts’?”
“He must not be a very good lawyer.”
“I don’t like to run on the sand.”
“Now he’s barefoot.”
“Do those flowers dissolve in the water?”
[Ten straight minutes of body-wracking sobs]
“Are we ever going to find out Scotti’s real name?”
[Another five minutes when she’s openly weeping and saying “Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Oh Lord”]
“He can really do sad.”
[Continued sniffles]
“That might have been better than The Help”
A circa-1962 Andy Warhol buying creamy, delicious cans of inspiration.
—via
“Listen to me. See, I’m hip to your problems. All of ‘em. I know you abandoned Nicole when she needed you most, ‘cause I licked her sweet tears. I know about things comin’ apart at work. Maybe you fuckin’ lost it in that department. I also know you ain’t keepin’ up, so to speak, your end of the bargain with the missus. ‘Cause if you were she wouldn’t be all over my stick. Relax, Steve. We’re friends. We’re practically family.”
Mark Wahlberg, in Fear
This is the man who, fifteen years later, coulda been an American hero. DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT, MISTAH WALKAH?
“Movies from an Alternate Universe”
—via
Bring me the hams, Firefox. Bring me the hams.
Muppets + Star Wars = My Head Asploded
—via
This is the theme for my week, save for the shorts.
Watching Obie the Orange get taken out by a pair of West Virginia players is my new favorite breakfast.
C’mon, Glenn. Let’s go lift some weights.
GPOYW: Fish Fighting Edition
A .jpg in which I wear too much Bruins merch. It’s also a .jpg taken from the angle that best highlights the Steve Carell-ish proportions of my nose.
I didn’t want this to come out, but I’m pretty sure this tryst with Russell Brand was the reason for his recent divorce filing. I apologize to him, to Katy Perry and to their combined friends and families.
—via My Former Blog