I used to have a community on rollerfeet.tumblr, then Tumblr stopped answering support emails. /kvetch
Guy at empanada stand at the airport in Miami: Aye. i know you from the television.
Me: No you don't. You're just trying to get me to buy something. (joking)
Empanada Guy: Yes I do but that's okay. You don't want to be noticed. We're not asking to take your picture.
Me: I'm not on TV though.
Empanada Guy: Yes you are with the white coat and the funny things on the Internet.
Me: You mean online?
Empanada Guy: On the YouTube on the television. I watch it with my son. He loves it. He thinks you very funny.
Me: Oh wow. So you *do* know me. I'm not famous though.
Empanada Guy: Yes you are but don't worry. I won't take your picture. I'll just tell my son I saw you.
Me: Um. Ok. I can take a picture with you. It's just that I'm not--
Empanada Guy: That's ok. You don't want to be noticed.
Me: No I'm just not used to this. It's the Internet. Not television.
Empanada Guy: Internet. Television. It's all the same.
The best part of Annie is the break in NYC, and Sutton Foster (of Bunheads) does it beautifully.
100 DAYS OF MUSIC | 59. “Not for the Life of Me/NYC/Astonishing” by Sutton Foster
I own The Blair Witch Project on VHS. I want to watch it. I have a VCR but no TV. This is the opposite of the usual problem I have.
The thing about Jennifer Lawrence is that every movie she’s in, you just think, I would be terrific friends with this person.
Which is actually a very weird phenomenon when you think about it, because, like, I probably wouldn’t be terrific friends with a young widow who loves ballroom dancing, or a bow hunter from District 12, or a shapeshifting mutant.
Also, as the daughter of a white trash meth mixer/dealer, she was _so_ _awesome_.