Why wasn’t Donald Trump invited to your party?
Where are we going? I askedI don't know, he said. Just driving.But this road doesn't go anywhere, I told him.That doesn't matter.What does? I asked, after a little while.Just that we're on it, dude, h...
When we sat down to eat I took inventory of the people in the room, and the remnants of my good mood evaporated when I realized how very little I had in common with them – the career dads, the respons...
What keeps me interested--and it always does--is how can she be a bad actress on film but a good one in reality?
What do you want, Patrick? she sighs.I just want peace, love, friendship, understanding, I say dispassionately.
Todo el mundo tiene meido. Pero si nos mantenemos unidos, si intentamos estar disponibles para los otros, ya no tendremos miedo.
This forced you to look again at the people who raised them, coddling them with praise and trying to shield them from the grim sides of life, which might well have created children who, as adults, app...
The polite conversation that carried over from cocktails into dinner was so stifling that it carried a certain ruthlessness,
The only cheese I have in the apartment is a wedge of Brie in the refrigerator and before leaving I place the entire slice--it’s a really big rat--along with a sun-dried tomato and a sprinkling of dil...
The director mentions the whispers about Clifton's sexual orientation, a supposed gig on a porn site years ago, a rumor about a very famous actor and a tryst in Santa Barbara and Clifton's denial in a...
The Grinch says !
She’s doped up watching MTV and I want to watch the goddamn MacNeil/Lehrer report.
People are afraid to merge.
Just read this fabulous screenplay. A remake of Camus's The Stranger with Meursault as a bi break-dancing punk rocker. Randy showed it to me. I loved it. Randy thinks basically unfilmable and that fil...
I've forgotten who I had lunch with earlier, and even more important, where.
I realize I have nothing to say to Trent Burroughs as I tell him, I’ve been in New York the last four months. New Age Christmas music fails to warm up the chilly vibe. I’m suddenly unsure about everyt...
Here’s the dead end of social media: after you’ve created your own bubble that reflects only what you relate to or what you identify with, after you’ve blocked and unfollowed people whose opinions and...
Got you. You're mine now. For the rest of the day, week, month, year, life. Have you guessed who I am? Sometimes I think you have. Sometimes when you're standing in a crowd I feel those sultry, dark e...
At the casting sessions it was all boys and though I wasn’t exactly bored I didn’t need to be there, and songs constantly floating in the car keep commenting on everything neutral encased within the w...
Why not end up with her? floats into my line of vision. An answer: she has a better body than most other girls I know. Another one: everyone is interchangeable anyway.