Happy solstice!
spatch and I inaugurated the shortest night by walking out for ice cream and then returning to watch a bunch of music videos. I was infuriated to read before bed that the president of Warner Bros. Discovery cannot tell a hole in the ground from reasons not to dismantle TCM—aside from its importance to film history and preservation or its last sixteen years as a lifeline for me through life-derailing illness, it's a guaranteed moneymaker; people who otherwise couldn't want less from a cable TV package will pay for it. I am aware this is a familiar refrain. I'd rather just be singing to conjure summer in.
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- 1: Can't I take my own binoculars out?
- 2: It's only eight, right?
- 3: If it's a moment in time, how come it feels so long?
- 4: It's time to change partners again
- 5: אַ ניקל פֿאַר זיי, אַ ניקל פֿאַר מיר
- 6: אמתע מעשׂה, אמתע מעשׂה
- 7: But the soft and lovely silvers are now falling on my shoulder
- 8: Is this your name or a doctor's eye chart?
- 9: And they won't thank you, they don't make awards for that
- 10: No one who can stand staying landlocked for longer than a month at most
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