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John Hughes 1950 - 2009  screenwriter, director
Dear...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/8NTWE5FQBqz7141qA0YzvNOio1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://beatgenx.tumblr.com/post/160008316/john-hughes-1950-2009-screenwriter-director" target="_blank"&gt;beatgenx&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;John Hughes 1950 - 2009  screenwriter, director&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Mr. Vernon:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt; We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But, we think you’re crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us: in the simpliest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But, what we found out is that each one of us is:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;a brain…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;And an athlete…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;And a basket case…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;A princess…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;And a criminal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Does that answer you question?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Breakfast Club&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;thank you, John Hughes, for making films that changed our minds and opened our eyes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/160040821</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/160040821</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 16:20:16 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>happy birthday to me! AND this lovely man….</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Oohq84fkovMyLMbRo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy birthday to me! AND this lovely man….&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/120392739</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/120392739</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 00:39:10 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Happy 70th, Sir Ian McKellen</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Onxo43f2veE7c4W0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy 70th, Sir Ian McKellen&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/113093182</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/113093182</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 May 2009 23:44:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Happy Birthday, John

“I can’t let this go. I...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Onv4gt95dAmdWlubo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday, John&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“I can’t let this go. I can’t let you go. Now, you… you listen to me now. You’re a good person. You’re a good and beautiful person and I won’t let you walk out on me. And I won’t let you say those things - those things about how stupid you are and this and that. I won’t stand for that. You want to be with me… then you be with me. You see?”-Magnolida&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/112255287</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/112255287</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2009 04:59:08 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Happy Birthday, Mr. Dylan
“I accept chaos, I’m not...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Onv461enF2V8oXelo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday, Mr. Dylan&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I accept chaos, I’m not sure whether it accepts me.”-Bob Dylan&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;Masters Of War&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Come you masters of war&lt;br/&gt; You that build all the guns&lt;br/&gt; You that build the death planes&lt;br/&gt; You that build the big bombs&lt;br/&gt; You that hide behind walls&lt;br/&gt; You that hide behind desks&lt;br/&gt; I just want you to know&lt;br/&gt; I can see through your masks&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You that never done nothin’&lt;br/&gt; But build to destroy&lt;br/&gt; You play with my world&lt;br/&gt; Like it’s your little toy&lt;br/&gt; You put a gun in my hand&lt;br/&gt; And you hide from my eyes&lt;br/&gt; And you turn and run farther&lt;br/&gt; When the fast bullets fly&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Like Judas of old&lt;br/&gt; You lie and deceive&lt;br/&gt; A world war can be won&lt;br/&gt; You want me to believe&lt;br/&gt; But I see through your eyes&lt;br/&gt; And I see through your brain&lt;br/&gt; Like I see through the water&lt;br/&gt; That runs down my drain&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You fasten the triggers&lt;br/&gt; For the others to fire&lt;br/&gt; Then you set back and watch&lt;br/&gt; When the death count gets higher&lt;br/&gt; You hide in your mansion&lt;br/&gt; As young people’s blood&lt;br/&gt; Flows out of their bodies&lt;br/&gt; And is buried in the mud&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You’ve thrown the worst fear&lt;br/&gt; That can ever be hurled&lt;br/&gt; Fear to bring children&lt;br/&gt; Into the world&lt;br/&gt; For threatening my baby&lt;br/&gt; Unborn and unnamed&lt;br/&gt; You ain’t worth the blood&lt;br/&gt; That runs in your veins&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How much do I know&lt;br/&gt; To talk out of turn&lt;br/&gt; You might say that I’m young&lt;br/&gt; You might say I’m unlearned&lt;br/&gt; But there’s one thing I know&lt;br/&gt; Though I’m younger than you&lt;br/&gt; Even Jesus would never&lt;br/&gt; Forgive what you do&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Let me ask you one question&lt;br/&gt; Is your money that good&lt;br/&gt; Will it buy you forgiveness&lt;br/&gt; Do you think that it could&lt;br/&gt; I think you will find&lt;br/&gt; When your death takes its toll&lt;br/&gt; All the money you made&lt;br/&gt; Will never buy back your soul&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And I hope that you die&lt;br/&gt; And your death’ll come soon&lt;br/&gt; I will follow your casket&lt;br/&gt; In the pale afternoon&lt;br/&gt; And I’ll watch while you’re lowered&lt;br/&gt; Down to your deathbed&lt;br/&gt; And I’ll stand o’er your grave&lt;br/&gt; ‘Til I’m sure that you’re dead&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/112253583</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/112253583</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2009 04:50:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>happy birthday to Memphian and a Big Love gal….</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Ontg6hot5UlUncvXo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy birthday to Memphian and a Big Love gal….&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/111783783</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/111783783</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2009 00:51:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>President Jimmy Carter, Plains, Georgia, 2002
photograph by...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3OnpufieaCEl9rpFvo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;President Jimmy Carter, Plains, Georgia, 2002&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;photograph by Brigitte Lacombe&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“It is difficult for the common good to prevail against the intense concentration of those who have a special interest, especially if the decisions are made behind locked doors.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/110560960</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/110560960</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 12:19:20 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>His Holiness the Dalai Lama Tenzin Gyatso, Dharamsala, India,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3OnpuakxtP5PSF4p4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;His Holiness the Dalai Lama Tenzin Gyatso, Dharamsala, India, 2003&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;photograph by the very talented Brigitte Lacombe&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“If you want others to be happy, practice compassion. If you want to be happy, practice compassion.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/110559647</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/110559647</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 12:15:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>happy birthday funny guy!</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Onm36drn3BQeTVyPo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy birthday funny guy!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/109282316</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/109282316</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 21:13:06 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>happy birthday!</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Once5p60TXzMZZTko1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy birthday!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/106166507</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/106166507</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 02:22:48 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Robert Pattinson on why he became an actor. gross.
Hollywood...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Omt1iswrGi5VxjkHo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Robert Pattinson on why he became an actor. gross.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hollywood heartthrob &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1500155/" target="_blank"&gt;Robert Pattinson&lt;/a&gt; decided to become an actor after his dad convinced him it would help him pick up women.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The 22-year-old is among Tinseltown’s hottest new stars, thanks to his lead role in cult vampire franchise Twilight.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But he may never have been an actor at all, had his dad not pushed him to try his hand at London’s Barnes Theatre Company - so he could hang out with girls.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Pattinson says, “(My dad) saw a bunch of pretty girls who were going to it. (He) said: ‘Hey Rob, you’ve got to go to that.’ That’s the reason I still do it!”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;via the imdb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/100737520</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/100737520</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 13:21:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>9:02 on the clock
a man calls a friend he asks a favor could you...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Omnjotw9ivEUZmhEo1_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;9:02 on the clock&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;a man calls a friend&lt;br/&gt; he asks a favor&lt;br/&gt; could you please pick up some paperwork&lt;br/&gt; at the social security office?&lt;br/&gt; he would drive himself&lt;br/&gt; but he spends his days&lt;br/&gt; in a wheelchair&lt;br/&gt; to the friend, i am sure&lt;br/&gt; it was a simple errand&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i imagine&lt;br/&gt; the friend&lt;br/&gt; stood in line, making small talk&lt;br/&gt; possibly with teresa&lt;br/&gt; who was there&lt;br/&gt; to pick up a social security card&lt;br/&gt; for her 8 month-old-son, sean&lt;br/&gt; or maybe&lt;br/&gt; the friend&lt;br/&gt; he no longer waited in line,&lt;br/&gt; he was at the counter&lt;br/&gt; chatting with richard&lt;br/&gt; who had worked there for years&lt;br/&gt; or maybe&lt;br/&gt; the friend&lt;br/&gt; he stood in line, talking to no one&lt;br/&gt; alone with his thoughts&lt;br/&gt; thinking of&lt;br/&gt; the many things&lt;br/&gt; he had to do that day&lt;br/&gt; it was still early, after all&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;except&lt;br/&gt; this was no ordinary day&lt;br/&gt; it was&lt;br/&gt; the 19th of april&lt;br/&gt; the year, 1995&lt;br/&gt; and the social security office&lt;br/&gt; was in&lt;br/&gt; the alfred p. murrah federal building&lt;br/&gt; in oklahoma city&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the clock read 9:02 a.m.&lt;br/&gt; when a truck bomb&lt;br/&gt; made of ammonium nitrate fertilizer&lt;br/&gt; and fuel oil&lt;br/&gt; exploded&lt;br/&gt; outside the building&lt;br/&gt; the explosion could be felt&lt;br/&gt; 30 miles away&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;168 were dead&lt;br/&gt; 19 of which&lt;br/&gt; were children&lt;br/&gt; one of which was&lt;br/&gt; the friend&lt;br/&gt; my father’s cousin&lt;br/&gt; thomas was his name&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he was a good friend&lt;br/&gt; he was a good husband&lt;br/&gt; he was a good father&lt;br/&gt; he was a good man&lt;br/&gt; he lived a good life&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. so throw off the bowlines. sail away from the safe harbor. catch the trade winds in your sails. explore. dream. discover.&lt;/i&gt; - mark twain&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/99422999</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/99422999</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2009 17:03:24 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>happy birthday</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Omidxef77RHuRTCYo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy birthday&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/98063846</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/98063846</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 02:23:15 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>thedailywhat:

Epitaph of the Day: Air Force Sgt. Leonard...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/b9vfl4b63mg6adp1BvVKcwjTo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedw.us/post/97569621/epitaph-of-the-day-air-force-sgt-leonard" target="_blank"&gt;thedailywhat&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Epitaph of the Day:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leonard_Matlovich" target="_blank"&gt;Air Force Sgt. Leonard Matlovich&lt;/a&gt;, gay rights icon of the 1970s, buried at the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Congressional_Cemetery" title="Congressional Cemetery" target="_blank"&gt;Congressional Cemetery&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.reddit.com/r/reddit.com/comments/8d8dh/something_to_think_about_pic/" target="_blank"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/97952669</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/97952669</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 19:11:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Happy Birthday Duckie!</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Omdx18qs4kfaKRE1o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday Duckie!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/97063592</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/97063592</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 23:19:16 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Happy Birthday to the man, Robert Downey, Jr.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Olwt00pr816MlLHoo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday to the man, Robert Downey, Jr.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/93071105</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/93071105</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2009 23:54:16 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>mos def is the man</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Ollbe75dGVYSWWUzo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;mos def is the man&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/90550270</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/90550270</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 22:55:56 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>(via allcreatures)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tVaADLk5klktzpnsTGyJS84Io1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://allcreatures.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;allcreatures&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/90549423</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/90549423</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 22:51:15 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Natasha Richardson (May 11, 1963-March 18, 2009)
sigh</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Ol8g2hyj3TN5ErUvo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Natasha Richardson (May 11, 1963-March 18, 2009)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sigh&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/87782044</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/87782044</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 22:45:48 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/DBctllB3Ol7742y4o9zCQlvyo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/87504939</link><guid>http://filmcookie.tumblr.com/post/87504939</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 01:47:19 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>

