“One time Bill was in Scotland when he met a (presumably good-looking) 22-year-old Norwegian exchange student at a bar who brought him to a house party friends of hers were throwing. When they arrived, upon finding a huge pile of dirty dishes in the sink and no clean glasses to drink from, Bill just started washing the dishes like it was no big deal. Afterward he happily drank vodka from a coffee cup”
“There are scores of websites and blogs dedicated to reporting Bill Murray encounters, stories, and sightings. There are accounts of Bill hanging out with people at karaoke bars (pictured); showing up at random house parties (pictured); inviting himself for drinks with complete strangers (pictured); and, best of all, sneaking up behind someone on the street, covering their eyes, saying “guess who” and, when they see who it actually is, proclaiming “no one will ever believe you.””
I’ve never paid a lot of attention to my nails because I have these little boy fingers. I always joke I could be a hand model in a Tonka Truck commercial!
I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations. If we don’t vibrate on the same frequency there’s just no reason for us to waste our time. I’d rather have no one and wait for substance than to not feel someone and fake the funk.
"Well, if I could imagine [my perfect day], I’d be able to wake up… and my alarm wouldn’t go off. And I would wake up really late! I could go on a walk. And I wouldn’t wear a hat, wouldn’t wear sunglasses. And I could walk, and make eye contact with whoever I wanted, and smile, and get my own coffee."