I totally want to do absinthe just the way Johnny Depp does in From Hell. In a bathtub like that.
I've drunk absinthe in a clawfoot tub, in that decadent hotel room I had for the Washington F2F.
Of course, that made my bloodstream absorb the alcohol twice as fast and I was sloppy drunk by the time I'd packed and gone down to the restaurant. When I left after lunch and saw the guy with a bear cub on a leash outside, it took a moment before I realized I wasn't hallucinating. (National Geographic had offices next door, and they were going to have a photo shoot.)
I had to read that twice to see if you were in SF or somewhere else to make sure which mental image I should have of a bear cub.
Suzi is, apparently, me.
Oh. BEAR bear.
Makes me instantly think of this:
Katara: The King is throwing a party at the palace tonight for his pet bear.
Aang: Don't you mean platypus bear?
Katara: No, it just says, 'bear'.
Sokka: Certainly you mean his pet skunk bear?
Toph: Or his armadillo bear?
Aang: Gopher bear?
Katara: Just, 'bear'.
(short pause)
Toph: This place is weird
I had to read that twice to see if you were in SF or somewhere else to make sure which mental image I should have of a bear cub.
Bwah! It was probably about 20 lbs. or so, very cute, and when the handler let me touch it the fur was so thick and coarse it felt like the bristles on those shoe brushes. Also, it wasn't too particular about where it peed (including on itself), which handily eliminated any longing I might have felt for one as a pet even if I didn't know they grow to upwards of half a ton and occasionally eat people.
Wow. IO9 is pretty negative about The Devil Inside, especially if you read how they describe the ending. I'd be pissed too.
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What the hell kind of ending is that?
The kind I wish the filmmakers had been very visibly present for at the premiere...
Is that ending code for "we ran out of money"?