Ironically, it must be said, to make sense of all this grief
Rabbit belated rabbit! It has been pouring all day, which I hope is cutting down on the wildfire particulates. Physically I am not doing so hot, hence spending my time on the couch with a bowl of ramen and a forbearing cat. Yesterday I watched my niece and her best friends run back and forth between their houses with a trio of squawking walkie-talkies; in the evening my mother and I showed her the first episode of Avatar: The Last Airbender (2005–08). As soon as Aang cracked out of the iceberg with no knowledge of the last hundred years' war, she said with the confidence of trope savvy, "So he's the Avatar." She already wants an otter penguin. My mother remains team sky bison. I am sort of amused that the Criterion Channel's July collection of Elvis movies does not include the one I actually want to see, although I have heard good things about King Creole (1958). Have a forbearing cat who isn't even investigating my soft-boiled egg.



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Ohhhh gosh, it's been years and years since I've seen any of his movies, and still I got *instantly* earwormed (You know he's gone gone gone!) Which one did you want to see?
ETA: what a beautiful cat! <3
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The one with Lizabeth Scott and Wendell Corey! Loving You (1957). I am almost indifferent as to whether it's good.
ETA: what a beautiful cat!
We tell him so all the time, but we'll always tell him again.