Thursday, October 22, 2009
Wild Things . . . Wanna Go There
Okay, whatever you're doing, stop it right now and go watch "Where The Wild Things Are". I don't care if your nose hairs need evening up, and that large hole in your living room wall from the runaway cement mixer is just not that important. Go. Right now. Or I'll throw Richard at you.
A toast to Maurice Sendak, and the people who keep Jim Henson's dreams going. These two made monsters some of my best friends early on. I'm forever grateful that they shared their worlds with the rest us.
(bows with forehead to floor)
Where's your old copy? ;0)