And that "if I could even find the same jobs there" is a gigantic if, indeed.
Can we now call a moratorium on bitching about how hard it is to live in an interesting city?
I saw a coyote drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's. His hair was perfect.
I stopped reading after "Iraqi restaurant in Minneapolis," because I know nothing else in a story involving Twitter is going to make me exclaim "really!" in a cheerful tone.
And Benjamin McKenzie now plays a grown-up rich brat who fled his life of privilege for a blue collar career as a cop.
Music rises: "Circle of Life" from The Lion King.
Their views haven't been "officially in style" since 1865...it's just that there are now enough sane people in power with the bad manners to tell them so.
Or still hanging out in his mother's basement in Lowell. Which I guess is also a "filmmaker" thing to do.
Those are the cleanest, whitest teeth I have ever seen on a wild animal. Maybe they're using cancerous dental floss?
And apparently the last time she could close her mouth completely was in spring of '07. Sad.
I would watch the shit out of that.