January 2010
I want to live in an apartment tucked away somewhere. I want it to be empty for at least ten months of the year while I travel. I want to return and throw down my things and sleep for a solid twenty-four hours. I want to wake up and write, and every moment that I do not write, I want to be pouring through books or listening to music or watching films. I want my walls lined with literature and...
Mac: Everybody, relax. He's lying. He doesn't have any poison.
Charlie: No, I don't have any on me. But I do keep some in my fridge at home in the relish jar.
Frank: There's poison in that jar? I thought I was allergic to pickles. What's in the jar with the skull and crossbones?
Charlie: Well, that's mayonnaise. That's a decoy.
Frank: And the mayo?
Charlie: That's shampoo.
Frank: You telling me I've been putting shampoo on my sandwiches?
Charlie: If you're using the mayonnaise, yeah, probably.
“It’s OK,” he says. “Congratulations I’ll take, because...”
– Robert Downey Jr. in Men’s Vogue, April 2009
“You really wanna be a teacher? I’d like it if you come teach here.”
– Jaylen, age 12, an underprivileged boy in Buffalo at the school where my RA and good friend Sunny is teaching this week. Proof that she will make a difference in the world.
