
Living proof that one can survive being the cute-but-dumb guy in TV fluff like Two Guys, a Girl, and a Pizza Place and go on to better things. I'm not talking about Van Wilder. I meant the six-pack. And he's Canadian, so he's a nice guy. Mmmm. Yummy.
DINNER LIST: PAT CONROY

Two things are guaranteed by a Pat Conroy book: A great read, and a hell of a cry at the end. The Prince of Tides--and I mean Conroy's book, not Barbra Streisand's love me, love me film; hello, Barbra, it's not about you!! (blech)--is one of my favorites ever. Southern authors are the best. I would love to keep this man up all night talking.
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