Monday, January 7, 2008

When Orson Welles says Macadamian Nut, It Scares my Daschund.

I have been thinking a lot about Orson Welles lately. When I sit in front of the computer screen and startle myself only when the drool from my chin drops on my shoe, I think 'If Orson Welles was here, he would have none of this.' And it's probably true. He would have ordered and devoured 3 steaks, produced a play, wrote an article on public drinking fountains and race, and envisioned fourteen movies while pissing, eight of which would have been pretty good.

There should be more men like Orson Welles. A golden touch of unsatisfied lust in ventures great and small, he was an artistic tyrant. If they exist, they are hiding in low wage jobs, bullied by love and the internet.

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