At work watching Ahh! Real Monsters on Netflix
Because apparently no one wants to see theatre on Superbowl Sunday.
But that’s fine.
Because I’m watching Ahh! Real Monsters. And getting paid.
“It was a hot August day and I had been out making the rounds, and I was sweaty because in those days you had to wear your high heels and your gloves and everything. I went into my agent’s office because it had air conditioning, and I was sitting out talking to my friend who was the receptionist. What looked like an ad for an ice cream soda, there was Paul in a seersucker suit, which looked so pristine, and his shirt, no sweat, big blue eyes, lots of curly hair and everything, and I thought… ugh! Oh that’s disgusting!” - Joanne Woodward, on seeing Paul for the first time
