WARNING: Spoilers below! If you haven’t watched the finale, click away (but come back later)!
So there it is. The last season of True Blood is over, and all I can think is… 610 more words
The psychological end of summer is here and it is time to take stock of a few things? 699 more words
It was bad enough when Marriott Corporation occupied the Algonquin Hotel, plundering the historic and charmingly tatty lobby in a blitzkrieg the result of which was cluster-fuck of disturbingly cheesy and tacky matchy-match, faux-leather-y-naugahyde banquettes, glass-topped tables, and carpeting and upholstery of such gargantuan, repugnant bad taste that it must have been discovered in some Indiana warehouse after having been forgotten (and understandably so) decades ago when some demented Elsie de Wolfe wanna-be gay-uncle type designed over a lost weekend. 250 more words