Why You're Here:

You've said to yourself, "beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine."

You've often thought about what it would have been like to drop acid with Groucho Marx.

You know that until you measure it, an electron is everywhere, and your mind reels at the implications.

You'd like to get drunk on the wine from my sweet, sweet mind grapes.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

And Another Thing...

Film festivals, revival houses. This is just the sort of thing I was looking forward to when I moved here. I think I'll be able to see 6 of them.

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