Last night I rented and watched Broken Flowers which I enjoyed immensely. In my book, Bill Murray can do no wrong. Well, aside from this one wrong: He hasn't found my blog and returned my undying affection.
My new favorite tea is Monk's Blend. It's a vanilla and grenadine flavored ceylon tea. Divine. With sugar and milk: I die and go to heaven with every cup. With a floating ant: That little bugger has great taste.
I pulled the ant out of my cup, and reveled another sip. A lumpy sip. The ant with great taste had a playmate or date in my tea cup. Cheap bastard.
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He's sexy, too.
Bad skin, but great ass (or so Pauline Kael said when Stripes came out, irrc).
For those of us who are a touch older (well, ancient of days to be honest), Murray is remembered from his NatLamp days, showing great range on Good-bye, Pop (which appears to be completely unavailable, though you can check out the "Ron Fields" tracks here.
Eww. An Ant?
-and Bill Murray can do wrong. One word: Garfield. =]
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