I spent the evening watching Grizzly Man. What a strange, entrancing film. Jeff Treadwell, it's "star," reminded me a lot of John LaRouche from Susan Orleans's The Orchid Thief. I both envy and pity that sort of passion, or obsession, depending on how you want to define it.
Because it's not at all cliche to say so or anything, I really love Netflix.
24-Hour Assholery - “Funny” if you’re from Bakersfield or Tucumcari or East Hartford and you recognize these smug, clueless smoothies because you know them from work or whatev...
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