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Hello everyone, Happy Presidents’ Day and welcome to Issue #106 of CAFÉ ANNE! You may recall that a few weeks ago, I noted that the Bronx Zoo was once again offering its Name a Roach opportunity for Valentine’s Day, “Because Roaches Are Forever.” For $15, you could get a Madagascar hissing cockroach named after your person of choice. I asked for someone to please name a roach after me. Imagine how thrilled I was, on V-Day, to find an email from the zoo alerting me to the fact that four readers had named roaches in my honor, and that the insects are all living in a hallowed-out tree trunk in the Bronx.

Join any Discord server or subreddit devoted to 3D or animation and you will almost immediately see a “Why am I not getting a job!?!?” post. These are generally artists new to the industry and struggling to get their start. They’ve probably taken some classes or even received a college diploma and can’t take the next step and are frustrated. Believe me, I’ve been there. After studying art in college and VFX in grad school, I struggled to find work and didn’t get my first job in the industry until I was 27.

While I’m going to mostly stick with a twice-weekly posting schedule, occasionally the urge might hit me do some dumb shit like write 2,700 words (sweet Jesus!!) on a 20 year-old movie no one cares about. So here it is. I judge people’s “worst movie I’ve ever seen” choices far more than their best. If you choose something harmlessly mediocre, like The Rise of Skywalker, I’ll just assume you’ve only seen that and The Godfather.

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Thank you for reading The Lately! If you like this newsletter, please consider becoming a subscribing member.This upcoming weekend, I’m headed to the desert for Coachella festivities 🏜️ For a recap of last year, see below. the one where she goes to Coachella · April 23, 2023 Just like last year, I won’t actually be attending Coachella — the music festival — but instead I’ll be spending my weekend bopping around different brand activations and parties.

I just found the piece I wrote after visiting that boomer Xanadu and, Jesus, the decor details still sting: "From the foothills of the Sunset Strip, up the West Hollywood incline, past shrub, Porsche and Humvee, and through iron gates therein. Here, far from the wants and cravings of our earthly sphere, sits Rick Rubin, contemplating the Tao of Rock. [blah-blah-blah...] One quails upon entering the dark, spacious mansion, with its giant Buddha flanked by a grand piano and a harpsichord [.

Nicolas Cage is probably the most interesting living American actor (close second: Laura Dern), because he treats his gifts so lightly. I understand there’s the whole thing with his taxes, which to all available evidence has forced him over the past decade to make a string of low-budget Redbox Special schlockfests with names like Primal and Vengeance: A Love Story and A Score to Settle. But with the success of films like Mandy and now Pig, these movies begin to fit into a larger arc.

I have SO much to share. Whether anyone likes it or not, you're going to have it hear it and read. It's good to remove it from my head. But, for now…Thanks for reading A humble state at 38! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. ncG1vNJzZminoJq7b7%2FUm6qtmZOge6S7zGinrppfoby7xtGim52hnpzBsLqOqWaiZZSesW6%2FzqacraCZo7RursCtZKygmal6pL7As7B4raSirLS71KuannWgpMC1csKopKadnqnAfsDRrpxfraSirK6xw6KspnWnmq8%3D

Someone who works with horses tweeted this on June 9, 2018: I work with a guy from Mexico who doesn't speak a lot of English. A Canadian goose made a nest by one of the paddock gates and hissed at him while he was putting horses out. He comes back to us after and says, “I do not like the cobra chicken.” Five years later, “cobra chicken” is an internationally-known euphemism for this bastard bird.