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People with the sense of humor and maturity of a 12 year old boy, just like me. We will get along swimmingly.
Kurt is gone! Beautiful Kurt. So wonderful. Thank you, Kurt V.
The cool kids of 2007 are hooked on Velvet Underground, but what about the Brocade Underground?
Children of Men gave me faith in filmmaking again.
Help!, O Lucky Man!, The Knack...And How to Get It, Singin' in the Rain, The Magic Christian, Georgy Girl, Royal Flash, Goodbye Lenin!, any movie with James Cagney in it, Brazil, The Tenant, Joe Versus the Volcano, Underground, The Beat that my Heart Skipped, The Hudsucker Proxy, Kiss the Girls and Make Them Die, 1930's/40's boxing movies.
Bluebeard, The Sirens of Titan, anything by Kurt Vonnegut for that matter, Lucky Jim, Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency, Ham on Rye, Post Office, Martin Chuzzlewit, the writings of Terry Southern for certain amorous moods, Don Quixote, the Paderewski biography by Adam Zamoyski, Switch Bitch and all the saucy Roald Dahl stories.
This is my favorite passage in all of the Harry Potter books: Don't let that thing out! Ron said, but too late; Crookshanks leapt lightly from the basket, stretched, yawned, and sprang onto Ron's knees; the lump in Ron's pocket quivered and he shoved Crookshanks angrily away. Wait, what are they talking about?