March 7, 2012
I saw “The Artist” on Sunday. I don’t know if I was with a super-serious crowd or what, but I was the only one who laughed at the funny bits.
Maybe they didn’t know if they should laugh out loud at a silent movie.
I read the papers. I look around. I see things that are either annoying or goofy. I write about them. My sister suggested that I start a blog. (Thanks for liking my stuff, Julia.) So, in no particular order, here are my thoughts.