Random tweets:
Zac Efron has made the mistake of thinking his career isn’t connected to his hair.
Tilda Swinton looks like she came from the future to deliver an important message.
TELEVISION, ITS CALLED TELEVISION! NOT TELEVISUAL, TILDA! Shut up. Notice, no direct shot of the height difference between Pacino and Swinton. And I am temporarily blinded by the glare off Tilda’s frock: Tilda, who will never again utter the three words: Jennifer Love Hewitt.
Is Al Pacino a part-time anesthesiologist? Why does he so obviously fail to mention the mother of his TWIN CHILDREN? Incredible to be so famous and have so little class…
Of course as a method actor, Pacino prepped for You Don’t Know Jack by suffocating several nursing home patients.
I have now formally given up any hope of Annette Bening ever again brushing her hair.
Robert Pattison needs to smile. I mean it, smile, Bob.
I am now formally crushin on Robert Downey Jr.
Claire Danes could cheer up too. I mean, you’re a spokesperson for frickin eyelash stimulant. And I see Temple Grandin is still shopping at Mark’s Work Wearhouse. Are those two dating?
I say Ricky doesn’t go far enough.
A sequence of my poems has been published in a hardcover book entitled The Music of Leaving Poems by Tricia McCallum
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I didn’t see any commentary about Beiber? Maybe that was the point. I have no respect for this movie marketing machine. 50 years from now, people will look back at 2011 and say “Geez why were these people so obsessed over facebook?”