Ah, old crushes.

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I’ve driven a Bentley before (years ago). I was really excited at the time… figured it’d be like driving through clouds, but it was a really heavy ride — too, a thick petal and spasmodic movement if you let off the gas any.

I suppose “heavy” is befitting of a one-hundred-thousand dollar automobile, but heavy can be gotten with a relatively humble Mercedes —and it drives smoother than a Bentley Continental GT—for very many digits less. I guess that’s not the point for a Bentley buyer, though.

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… while on the subject of Halloween costumes: Carl Spackler is one of them. Naturally I do have other feminine ones in mind; Red Riding Hood, Voodoo priestess, Alice. But being a bucket-cap-sporting-screwball, wearing boots with long cargo shorts, determined to nuke a gopher would obviously be more fun.

Honest to God, The Dude is one of my longtime Halloween costume ideas. It was the jellies that sealed it.

And today I discovered they were actually Jeff Bridges’ personal effects. For whatever reason Jeff Bridges owns jellies.

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David Horsey

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Signs.

Just suggestions.

Francis Alÿs, The Nightwatch, 2004 [x]

Surveillance cameras observe a fox exploring the Tudor and Georgian rooms of the National Portrait Gallery at night.