Sorry, everything else, but this will always take first place.
I met Dr. Ruth at a seder a few years back and she is solid gold. Hilarious, badass, and genuinely interested in people. Also, at one point she donned her grandkids' T-Rex mask and I will forever regret not taking a picture.
I would argue that on all days bears are the only things that make sense, but I also thought the Slooh Space Cam was the Sloth Space Cam and got far too excited. What I am saying is that you should probably not listen to me, but also that there should be a sloth space cam.
Maybe some Tylenol will help?
My reaction to the photo in the GQ article is much like Balk's reaction to the subject of dentists, except possibly with more shuddering.
It is uncanny how often I read these and think "QUIT WRITING ABOUT ME." The first one? Lord have mercy. So amazing. So quit writing about me, but also thank you.
@stinapag I lived there from '88 to '92 and cannot give blood, even though I was vegetarian the entire time. I asked how that made any sense, and the answer was something like "You could have eaten meat without knowing." My mom may have slipped Valium into my snacks on occasion, but I'm pretty sure she drew the line at stealth meat. And, yes, my new band is named Stealth Meat.
@Niko Bellic It was filmed around the corner from my place, on my favourite street in the city. I am pretty sure I will not be able to walk down that street without feeling all the feelings now, but at least several of the feelings will be about movie star strangers.
Between this and watching "Take This Waltz" the other night, I am just far too full of the cruddiest feelings.