First Jirous, now Václav Havel. To me he was mostly a character in a play I loved, but that doesn't mean something hasn't gone out of the world.
Back at the beginning of this month, I ordered the script for John Hodge's Collaborators from the National Theatre. (They still don't sell DVDs of their live broadcasts and I loved it.) It arrived yesterday in the mail, which was one of the two good things about yesterday. The actual line turns out to be "Smackhead groin doc turned smut-scribe," but I still think it's funny.
The previous day was the thing with the DMV, so I wound up watching Arsenic and Old Lace (1944) in the middle of the night to cheer up. It did work. It's one of the movies of my childhood; every time I watch it as an adult, I notice something else perverse. I should actually write about it sometime.
I still haven't really slept in two days.
Back at the beginning of this month, I ordered the script for John Hodge's Collaborators from the National Theatre. (They still don't sell DVDs of their live broadcasts and I loved it.) It arrived yesterday in the mail, which was one of the two good things about yesterday. The actual line turns out to be "Smackhead groin doc turned smut-scribe," but I still think it's funny.
The previous day was the thing with the DMV, so I wound up watching Arsenic and Old Lace (1944) in the middle of the night to cheer up. It did work. It's one of the movies of my childhood; every time I watch it as an adult, I notice something else perverse. I should actually write about it sometime.
I still haven't really slept in two days.
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