Errol, far left: “I have no idea what’s going on right now. This might have something to do with the fact that I’ve been drinking since last Tuesday. It’s entirely possible that I owe somebody somewhere a lot of money for a stunning bar tab, but that’s the least of my worries. I’m more concerned about why anyone would think it wise to cut into that giant burrito on the coffee table.”
Nora, near left: “I realize that I’m a low-grade actress whose best screen credit is that I managed to marry Errol Flynn. But I’m not as dumb as some people think I am, despite the fact that I allowed the stylist on this shoot to tie up my hair with a leftover flour sack. I was savvy enough to tip the cook with some of Errol’s beer money so the cook would slip a live piranha into Rita’s birthday cake. If Rita is out of the picture, the rest of us move up the food chain. That’s how Hollywood works.”
Rita, near right: “I don’t like anybody in this scene. And this birthday cake is the ugliest thing on this planet until Donald Trump is born. Still, I’m better than Trampy Nora at knowing how Hollywood works, which is why I used Orson’s beer money to double-tip the cook so the piranha would not end up in this cake and could continue its career as a movie producer. The best advice I ever got was to make sure that you have a plan. The second-best advice? Make sure you’re the one holding a knife if you don’t have a plan.”
Orson, far right: “I once made a movie called Citizen Kane. Praise me. Say, why does that burrito cake smell like fish bait? I should probably stop Rita before she cuts into it. On the other hand, the cameras are already rolling, and a good director, like me, the man who made Citizen Kane, knows that you should always keep the cameras rolling and hope that something interesting happens and then you can pretend that you scripted it that way. This is how you win awards.”
Odd centerpiece that has been rudely shoved to the side of the coffee table: “There’s so much narcissism in this room that I’m surprised the Earth hasn’t shifted on its axis.”
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I really like that photo, looks like any bunch of friends having fun.
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It does seem like they’re having a swell time, although they all seem to worn out from doing… who knows what…
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You know, I always had a thing for Errol Flynn. I think it was that skampish, bad boy quality he had about him. Not that I ever once sought that quality in a partner, I just admired it from afar. You know how it is.
Also, I’m always surprised to see how handsome Orson was. I feel the same way about Fred MacMurray. I mean, My Three Sons was a strange departure, am I right? Though he probably enjoyed the steady paycheck. Yep.
I fully realize these are strange ramblings to leave on your humorous post. Sometimes I have a hard time focus– OMG, a new cat video!
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Oh, my mind often wanders hither and yon from the given task. For instance, if you squint your eyes just right, this could be a photo of Bryan Cranston, Ashley Judd, Katherine Heigl and Vince Vaughn. (No really, try it…)
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I couldn’t read the text with my eyes all squinted up. What was this about? 😕
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You didn’t miss anything… 😉
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Oh, I caught it all. 🙂
If you’re still surfing for that ‘peanut butter on the ceiling’ post, it’s here https://archonsden.wordpress.com/2015/05/26/psychotic-relations/
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Just checked out the story. (I’m still in 2013 with your backlog, so I hadn’t seen this one yet.) It sounds like you and I are probably related, which wouldn’t surprise me at all… 😉
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AND BACK TO MULLHOLLAND HOUSE FOR COFFE WITH ‘NIV’ CHINA
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