About three months ago I watched From Here to Eternity and found myself intrigued by the actor Montgomery Clift. He was brilliant, but I’d never heard of him. Why hadn’t I heard of him?
I did a bit of a Google and discovered that he’d lived and died in a town house I walk past everyday going to and from the office.
Then I heard this song by The Clash.
Now I hear that song in my head every time I go past 217 E. 61st st, which is, like I said, every day.
I tried going around 61st st. but that just acknowledges the problem and makes it worse. I don’t even like the fucking Clash. It’s like that scene from Touching the Void where the guy is dying but he can’t get that Bony M song out of his head.
I’m going mental.

Poor old Monty. He was really, really good. One of the best I’ve seen anyway. But why doesn’t anyone know who he is?
More to come.

HEY! We’ve got this deck floating around the office and no one really needs it. If you want it- we’ll swap it for something you don’t want. Anything really…
Please send a picture, a description of the thing you wanna swap, and a small essay stating why we should swap with you. We’ll be publishing potential swappers on the site and hopefully it’ll be fun! Or just gay and sad! Like Monty!
Click this bit what says Click here to write us.

In other news-Saturday Dave sent this over to us yesterday and it’s our new favorite show! If you’ve got 15 minutes to spare (and we know you do) make yourself a coke-float and tune in.

How good was that? You love it.
Okay, thats it. Gotta go do some werk for the soul suckin jerk.

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