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Olya Povlatsky on Weekend Update
You can tell a lot about a woman by her books.
Agent Coulson
You’re the worst, s01e03
Fun hipster shit is just poor Latino shit from ten years ago."
You're the Worst
Talk less, smile more.
#YayOmelette
If you're in Tulsa and you don't play sports then you just, like, do drugs and that's it. And I didn't do drugs and I didn't play sports so I just kind of, like, watched movies.
Bill Hader
Judd Apatow made me go on a date with Amy to prove we have chemistry. We just awkwardly sat across from each other going, ‘So…I know John Mulaney. Do you know John Mulaney?’
Bill Hader on his date with Amy Schumer (via mulaney-s)
Hamilton had few people to invite to the wedding. His brother, James, was still alive, probably on St. Thomas, but he didn’t come. Hamilton contacted his father, who was on Bequia in the Grenadines, but he didn’t show up either, possibly because of problems posed by wartime travel for British subjects. Before the wedding, Alexander told Eliza: “I wrote you, my dear, in one of my letters that I had written to our father, but had not heard of him since….I had pressed him to come to America after the peace. A gentleman going to the island where he is, will in a few days afford me a safe opportunity to write again. I shall again present him with his black-eyed daughter, and tell him how much her attention deserves his affection and will make the blessing of his gray hairs.” Whether from shame, illness, or poverty, James Hamilton never met Eliza, the Schuylers, or his grandchildren, despite Alexander’s sincere entreaties that he come to America. At noon on December 14, 1780, Alexander Hamilton, twenty-five, wed Elizabeth Schuyler, twenty-three, in the southeast parlor of the Schuyler mansion. The interior of the two-story brick residence was light and airy and had a magnificent curving staircase with beautifully carved balusters. During the ceremony, the parlor was likely radiant with sunshine reflected from the snow outside. The ceremony followed the Dutch custom of a small family wedding in the bride’s home. At the local Dutch Reformed Church, the clerk recorded simply: “Colonel Hamilton & Elisabeth [sic] Schuyler.” After the ceremony, the guests probably adjourned to the entrance hall, which was nearly fifty feet long and twenty feet wide and flanked by tall, graceful windows. Except for James McHenry, Hamilton’s friends on Washington’s staff were too busy with wartime duties to attend. For all the merriment and high spirits, few guests could have overlooked the mortifying contrast between the enormous Schuyler clan, with their Van Cortlandt and Van Rensselaer relatives, and the lonely groom, who didn’t have a single family member in attendance.
Ron Chernow, Alexander Hamilton (via publius-esquire)
The real Eliza/Alexander wedding is too heartbreaking for so early in a musical. I decided to make it heartbreaking for different reasons.
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You don't really strike me as the networking type. You're more the "follow a butterfly around for a day" kind of gal.
New Girl
bromance