When I was fourteen, I made a decision. If I was doomed to live in a trailer park next to an airport, I could complain about the smell of the jet fuel like my mom, I could drink myself to death over the noise like everybody else, or I could learn to fly.
Um folks, can we talk about how freakin’ gorgeous the cover is?
“AK: He has Stanley Tucci syndrome
EC: Where do you get this shiz? Okay. Now you must define “Stanley Tucci” syndrome for me. Please.
AK: He’s forever himself playing other people.
IE – Julia Child’s husband, as played by Stanley Tucci, Miranda Priestly’s Gay Managing Ed., as played by Stanley Tucci, the scientist in Captain America, as played by Stanley Tucci
You never forget it’s Stanley Tucci, but he’s still awesome anyways.”
Genius.
…at least according to American men surveyed on AskMen.com.
Can I get a little tumblr indignation up in here?
One person’s presence, or the arrival of another two people, can completely shift a group’s dynamic.
Not bad, just different.
Adjusting, adjusting, adjusting.