Spathiphyllum, and chandelier are out of reach. The broom is at hand. “She was not quite what you would call refined. She was not quite what you would call unrefined. She was the kind of person that keeps a parrot.” Mark Twain.

No fillers, no filters, just a natural beauty. California it’s good to see you again.

I walked through the woods and found a bear in a chair. Fortunately, he was in a state of unparalleled torpor. I was shaken but not stirred.

I can’t imagine a more congenial spot to learn lines. Particularly nice draft screen, which would prevent loose script pages from blowing around the room, and the inevitable stiff neck, which follows forty-five minutes of study, and ten minutes of snooze. Would you need a footstool?#charlestonhouse

Whenever I hear, or read the title, The Elements of Style, this comes to mind. You’d look swelleagant, among the elephants.

African Grey, the best of all possible grays.

Went for a walk, was caught in the rain, and then this happened. Hollywood put on a show.