I ran into a really pleasant young man at Trader Joe’s yesterday morning. Actually he was my checkout boy, but since it was before 10 in the morning on a Wednesday, I got to him quick with my squash and beans and dried Turkish apricots. He tried to make small talk by asking about my day. “Well this is my first activity,” I told him, which was a lie since I’d already walked my boyfriend to the train, picked up coffee, and hustled through Union Square to get there. He asked where my day was going, and I explained that I had class, “a film history class, where we just watch movies and talk about them.” He took an intro film course once. They screened a whole bunch of black and white movies; it was the worst mistake of his life. I said, “I’m sure they were great movies!” He slept through all of them. And even though I usually would have, I didn’t leave his checkout desk with an ounce of disdain. He was such a pleasant young man, that I didn’t blame him for being oblivious.
I went to class later that day and watched “Close Encounters of the Third Kind,” and wondered if my Trader Joe’s checkout boy ever felt as unsatisfied, curious, or fascinated as Richard Dreyfuss.
We noticed the trailer for Beasts Of The Southern Wild while seeing Moonrise Kingdom this weekend, and it looks pretty incredible. We’re betting it’ll live up to our super high expectations.
walrus w/ fruit cake
spotted: lil’ sebastian @ the apple store
(Submitted by Jeremy Gaebe)
Poor Hitler… I mean poor Uma. Apparently Hitler’s celebrity lookalike, according to this program, is Uma Thurman. I don’t really see the resemblance. But, also, I can really see the resemblance. Shame on you, program. Shame on you.