To jump back 15 or so pages, Adventures in Babysitting came out in 1987. I know that because it's the year I was born. Somehow, that makes me feel as though I'm more connected to Anth. Silly Stagewhore.
And now on to another topic. I can't tell if it's me that smells like onions, or if it's my room. But either way, it means I have some laundry to do. But I refuse! I still have... some jeans that fit me about 4 years ago.
And now, for something completely... related. I finally saw Hedwig last night. I adore it. It beats Rocky Horror, IMO. And Micheal Cerveris played Hedwig, too? Sexy!
That is all (for now.)
"`I grow old... I grow old... I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.` What does that mean, Mr. Marlowe?"
"Not a bloody thing. It just sounds good."
He smiled. "That is from the `Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.` Here's another one. `In the room women come and go/Talking of Michael Angelo.' Does that suggest anything to you, sir?"
"Yeah -- it suggests to me that the guy didn't know very much about women."
"My sentiments exactly, sir. Nonetheless I admire T. S. Eliot very much."
"Did you say, 'nonetheless'?"
- The Long Goodbye by Raymond Chandler