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Also I ramble about music
Well-monetized YouTubers, who just travel and eat crème brûlée on camera, while saying mmmm so good, and podcasters, who do nothing but yap about makeup, trucks, guns or other people, often have better gear than serious and important independent filmmakers who wear viewfinders like necklaces.
Well-monetized YouTubers, who just travel and eat crème brûlée on camera, while saying mmmm so good, and podcasters, who do nothing but yap about makeup, trucks, guns or other people, often have better gear than serious and important independent filmmakers who wear viewfinders like necklaces.
Who can naturally recall everything in the American landfill?
#hatm
In a world of Katrina Armstrongs, be a William M. Treanor.
In a world of Paul Weiss LLPs, be a Perkins Coie.
Who can naturally recall everything in the American landfill?
#hatm
(You can probably find other troubles with this tiresome metaphor.)
(I actually find ALL metaphors terrible, but since so many human folks just can’t stop themselves, I accommodate and participate.)
(You can probably find other troubles with this tiresome metaphor.)
(I actually find ALL metaphors terrible, but since so many human folks just can’t stop themselves, I accommodate and participate.)
21/46
Down Cemetery Road
Because Ruth and Emma of course
(Ruth, in anything, getting angrier and angrier with the shabby villains of this world, is the best)
Down Cemetery Road
Because Ruth and Emma of course
(Ruth, in anything, getting angrier and angrier with the shabby villains of this world, is the best)
Glenn Ford, Henry Fonda, Sue Ane Langdon; directed by Burt Kennedy
Two ne'er-do-well cowpokes look for sex and easy money in the modern West.
#TCM #TCMParty
As a natural born scavenger, I was nearly persuaded. (As for the angel Dolly — I wish she owned Twitter.)
But ultimately I must insist, as the very start of our lengthy and needed national wound debridement, that we BULLDOZE THE BALLROOM.
As a natural born scavenger, I was nearly persuaded. (As for the angel Dolly — I wish she owned Twitter.)
But ultimately I must insist, as the very start of our lengthy and needed national wound debridement, that we BULLDOZE THE BALLROOM.
THE
BALLROOM.
No matter the cost.
THE
BALLROOM.
No matter the cost.
2. She doesn’t need security. She wants it.
2. She doesn’t need security. She wants it.