Give the people contests they win by remembering the words to more popular songs or the names of state capitals or how much corn Iowa grew last year. Cram them full of noncombustible data, chock them so damned full of ‘facts’ they feel stuffed, but absolutely ‘brilliant’ with information. Then they’ll feel they’re thinking, they’ll get a sense of motion without moving. And they’ll be happy, because facts of that sort don’t change. Don’t give them any slippery stuff like philosophy or sociology to tie things up with. That way lies melancholy. Ray Bradbury - Fahrenheit 451
South Bronx, 1983
Steal away… let’s steal a car. "Wingsuit" - Phish
Louie Season 3 episode 6
Louie and Robin go to a funeral, though I wish it wasn’t so soon…..
i told my friend about this scene today.