[Short Talk on the Sensation of Airplane Takeoff] Well you know I wonder, it could be love running toward my life with its arms up yelling let’s buy it what a bargain!
Clark Gable on the set of The Misfits (1961, dir. John Huston) (via)
Photographer: Eve Arnold
Source: oldhollywood
“Number One, why aren’t you in when I fucking told you to be. Number Two, why doesn’t this hotel have fucking phones with fucking voicemail on them and not have to leave messages with the fucking receptionist? Number Three, you better fucking be in tomorrow night when I fucking call again or there’ll be fucking Hell to pay. I’m fucking telling you. Harry.”
(I’m not the receptionist, I’m the co-owner with my husband Patrice. - Marie)
Ferris Bueller Sequel of the Day: So the Ferris Bueller “sequel” that was teased last week has been unveiled in full, and it’s… an ad for Honda starring Matthew Broderick as himself.
But it does pay homage to Ferris Bueller, which is something? And it does do a great job at selling something: The certainty that no one should ever try to make a Ferris Bueller sequel.
[honda.]
THIS IS DUMB. I’M ANGRY.
Source: thedailywhat
So it turns out that not only am I ABD, but I also have the best husband a grad student could ask for.
Thanks to the helpful folks at Party City, who had never put either of these poets on a banner before. Also, the letter banner behind reads “MARY WROTH IS PROUD.”
I think she definitely is. As am I one thousand fold!
Source: ecantwell
