
Last winter, I began revisiting some of my assigned high school readings. I came back to the Great Gatsby, and just want to remind everyone how incredibly touching this book is. I think if F. Scott Fitzgerald were alive today, he could be a film director.
Gatsby is just the saddest character ever.



































She's my new poster child for American Stardom.




But found them funny... oh dear. 

I'd LOVE to discuss black holes with him. Le sigh. This is not a very good picture of him. Okay, I'm going back under my rock.
