Sometimes you don’t even need words to describe a story so perfectly.
Being a man, to a mother fucking T.
“A man’s power is in the half-light, in the half-seen movements of his hand and the unguessed-at expression of his face. It is the absence of facts that frightens people: the gap you open, into which they pour their fears, fantasies, desires.”
― Hilary Mantel, Wolf Hall
1 bottle of beer (Ale or lager style would probably work best. I used the New Glarus Spotted Cow, as pictured) 1 cup of limeade 1/2 cup simple syrup (equal parts sugar and water, boiled just until sugar is dissolved, then cooled) 1 tsp. lime zest
I let the mixture run in the ice cream maker for about 30 minutes. At this point, it was the consistency of a frozen margarita…or a beer slushy. After freezing overnight, it was the scoopable sorbet shown here. My next batch will be a Summer Shandy (lager + lemon).
Beer sorbet. I found your next project for the kitchen, Elly.
“Get down Mr. President”
In a big group of friends, one person would put their finger to their ear (like a secret service agent) and as the rest of the group noticed they would do the same. When there was one person left without their finger to their ear, everyone would scream “GET DOWN MR. PRSIDENT” and tackle them. On pavement, gravel, whatever. There were some injuries.
This sounds like so much stupid fun.
Carrie Brownstein - FRAMES
To be honest, I was looking forward to this movie a little…
But Baz, this is not Moulin Rouge. Too much, too much.
And why Toby McGuire?
And why did you film in Australia?
Is it possible top say “too much glitter” because that trailer had too much glitter in it.
I had to double-check and make sure I was not watching the trailer for Moulin Rouge 2: Electric Rouge-aloo.
I have never read The Great Gatsby, but my gut was telling me this trailer set a really weird tone.
anti-semantic-bastard asked: I kind of thought that fox's tail looked like Scrat's but I figured I was just imagining it. Huh. Well, foxes are still cool.
