Hollywood doesn’t like liars
Monday, September 10th, 2007It appears my finding output in New York is not just limited to photos, clothes hampers, and “Inside the Actor’s Studio” vhs tapes. While walking home from the grocery store, I saw a familiar fro lurking in a pile of trash.

It was a perfectly playable telesync bootleg of “Knocked Up,” and the quality was surprisingly good. Here’s a screenshot:

I could get used to this. The humidity here, on the other hand, is not something I’m used to. It’s so oppressive that it’s raining outside and I am sweating inside (literally).




























