Atomic Bombshell

Cary Grant

June 23rd, 2004

My father was kind enough to allow me check out a few titles from his classic movie collection. I’m on this Archie Leach kick and oh how sweet it is. What a hottie. And to think that he came from virtually nothing… I love it. “Everyone wants to be Cary Grant,” he said, “Even I want to be Cary Grant.”

So I’ve got quite a line-up to watch over the next week or so: To Catch A Thief, Bringing Up Baby, Charade, My Favorite Wife, An Affair to Remember, Suspicion, North By Northwest, and of course, The Philadelphia Story. That one, I watched immediately. That blessed movie almost makes my life seem normal. Thank you, Katharine Hepburn.

This is turning out to be quite a week – my mood, my work, my marriage, everything seems to be in the shitter, swirling around, refusing to flush. It makes me want to crawl into bed, pull the covers up over my head, and cry myself back to sleep. Yet each morning I somehow face the new day hoping for the best. I’m a complete fool.

Here’s a metaphor for this sick and twisted week. Enjoy.

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