JR seems to be much like me in that the second he starts to even get the slightest hint of a cold, he gets a scratchy voice. His chirpy little voice turns to that of a smoking enthusiast in a matter of hours. I feel bad for him, but it’s ridiculously funny.
When you have a few minutes to kill please, please, OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, head over to Catalog Living.
It’s a simple and genius concept: Molly Erdman (a Los Angeles-based actor, writer, and comedian) provides “A look into the exciting lives of the people who live in your catalogs.” Those people happened to be named Elaine and Gary. Because of course they are.
Here’s my favorite one so far:
I’d invite you in, but Gary and I got in a bit of a fight after he had one too many bottled waters. He stormed out of the room so fast he only partially pushed in his chair! And I was right in the middle of my yellow book…
(Thanks to Cameron for linking this little gem on the Twitters.)