4:44 pm  •  9 September 2009

oldhollywood:

William Holden in Sunset Boulevard (1950, dir. Billy Wilder)

“The poor dope - he always wanted a pool. Well, in the end, he got himself a pool.”

No shit he got himself a pool.

4:16 pm  •  9 September 2009

oldhollywood:

“I passionately hate the idea of being with it; I think an artist has always to be out of step with his time.”

-Orson Welles (via amanaimages)

8:02 am  •  9 September 2009

Yes, we’re in London, all right. Other pubs near this one include “Coach & Horses” and  ”Admiral Duncan.”

7:57 am  •  9 September 2009

8:35 pm  •  5 September 2009

I just did the math and figured out that if while overseas I sent the text message “hey” to every contact in my address book every 15 minutes for the 10 days I’m gone, the total cost would be 77,280 dollars.

New goal.

12:13 pm  •  2 September 2009

Today, I’m leaving for Venice, Italy. I’ll be there for the 66th Venice Film Festival.

I’m along for the ride, with this guy.

And this guy.

And this guy.

And this guy.

And this guy.

Brad and I will be working to film everything we can over the next week in Venice (and for a few days in London after that). I love my job.

8:44 am  •  2 September 2009

IHOP presents football-shaped French toast. No shit. Choose between AFC and NFC

9:39 pm  •  1 September 2009

ewilcox:

thisismyfavoritesong:

“Jackson” by Johnny Cash from At Folsom Prison (1968).

Watch Johnny Cash perform this song and “Orange Blossom Special” on The Muppet Show in 1980 here.

(Pictured: Johnny Cash and Mystery Pig.)

According to Kevin Clash, when Cash appeared on Sesame Street, the entire cast and crew wore black in tribute.

I love this song. I find myself singing it all the time. I had to transfer at the Jackson stop twice this weekend in Chicago, and both times the song got stuck in my head.

3:14 pm  •  1 September 2009

“Kevin? Kevin?”

7:42 am  •  31 August 2009