You know who doesn't get nearly enough respect for his multi-talented-ness, perennial hotness, and always congenial on-screen presence? Mr. Howard Keel, that's who. Oh, Daddy. #TCMParty #ThatsEntertainmentIII

Baby's breath smells like cat pee; perm solution smells like cat pee; and all I can say is that these are not the choices I would have made for my wedding day if Kris Kristofferson had asked me to marry him. (Which he never did.) #AStarIsBorn #TCMParty

Candice Bergen in a classic film noir would've been mighty fun, had she the gift to travel back in time. What a face. #TCMParty #CarnalKnowledge #NoirCity

For the last 13+ years I've lived in an apartment with a #RearWindow –like view of the apartments and condos in the buildings behind mine. The things I've seen. One thing I didn't see is the double murder that occurred in my own building a few Christmases ago, as my dog and I slept. #TCMParty

Fingers crossed for another Farrah/MJ situation.

But for As the World Turns, there would be no 1990s cinema as we know it. Sincerely, A diehard ATWT fan from back in the day #TCMParty #SleeplessInSeattle

Drool. My life is defined by a waterfall of drool. It’s like living in Falling Water without the lovely views.

I spoke to my mother this morning. We talked for just shy of 20 minutes ... about Iran, taxidermy, Ukraine, the unfolding situation with that bitch Vera Miles, and even a little bit of interior decorating: human skin repurposed as lampshades--shabby chic or tacky?

Mother of mercy, is this the end of Rico? #SoylentGreen #TCMParty

If you haven't read Growing Old Disgracefully, Hermione Gingold's autobiography, you are suffering from a severe gap in your cultural education. A Bluesky mutual, and friend in IRL, gave me the book aa a birthday gift a few years back. Changed my life. #TheMusicMan #TCMParty

I was about to skeet, "Dissloute Paul Newman is my favorite Paul Newman," but then I remembered how very much I love him as the uptight, upper-middle-class attorney in Mr. and Mrs. Bridge. And then I was like, "When the hell is TCM gonna show Mr. and Mrs. Bridge?" #SlapShot #TCMParty

"I think I'll have a large order of the Magical Penis Wine."

Where were you for the Bicentennial? Incensed that our hometown didn't organize an official Bicentennial celebration, my twin brother and I, along with our best friend, re-enacted The Spirit of '76 on the town square, tableaux vivants–style. We made the front page. (Yes, the fife-sucker is me.)

This is the Bluesky-i-est reply I have yet to receive on this here site. Who wants to join me in a good ole-fashioned Carl Schmitt processing party?

"Don't worry about me, Mother. I'll get by." Fly on, Miss Blythe. Fly on. How I wish you could've lived among us mortals forever. #TCMParty #AnnBlythe

Duly noted.

My last will and testament includes detailed instructions that I am to be laid to rest in the outfit, wig, and makeup that Elizabeth Taylor wears in the flashback scenes in Night Watch. #TCMParty #NightWatch

The Song of Has She Burned Up Yet? (Wake me when she does.) #ToweringInferno #TCMParty

Jack and Mable in the same movie, in the same scene? Look away from your screen lest you be blinded. #TCMParty #PeriodOfAdjustment

I suspect that the swift and fiery demise of Little Miss Rhoda Penmark is playing on a continuous loop in the minds of many of us this evening. Occasionally, we take break to check the latest DC weather forecast. #TCMParty

Note to self: I want Newland’s hat and I want it bad. #TCMParty #TheAgeOfInnocence

Mary Astor is here to remind you that Downstate Illinois natives are among the loveliest, smartest, and most intriguing carbon-based life forms ever to inhabit this planet earth. Not that you needed to be reminded... #TCMParty #TheMalteseFalcon

From trend-setting gamine to Republican senator's wife in 10 years. They done Jean dirty. #TCMParty #Airport

Here for Klute. (Maybe. It's a bit dark for my current mood.) #TCMParty #Klute

What kind of sick fuck would dress up in drag? #TCMParty #LaCageAuxFolles

Me in my Bluesky Bubble* *Bath. (It serves double duty.)

A dreary Memorial Day weekend. Relentless cold rain outside and relentless carnage inside, courtesy of TCM. I'm reduced to role-playing with my Zelda Fitzgerald doll. ZFD: "You are redolent of verbena and the left earlobe of the elevator operator at the Plaza." Me: "Aren't we all?" #TCMParty

Paging Mrs. Biederhof, paging Mrs. Biederhof. #TCMParty #Harlow

My contempt for the biopic Harlow—that celluloid exercise in character assassination—knows no bounds. When I used to summer in Cabot Cove, I would stalk Angela Lansbury in the grocery store aisles hissing, "Dame Angela! How could you?" #Harlow #TCMParty