I still don’t care much for the song but DiCaprio can really move.
My mother: How can the song be “Angel Eyes”? The boy can’t see. That’s not mean. That’s just the truth.
SER: It’s possible he’s singing from another person’s perspective.
My mother: No, he’s with the girl in the video. He can’t see her. You could take it seriously if he was singing about her voice, because a blind person’s hearing is supposed to be strong.
SER: So… “Angel Voice”?
So, this has been a crummy day for fans of old movies.
However, 96 is an impressive run, and Fontaine’s elder sister Olivia de Havilland is still alive. Great genes, I suppose.
Charlie looked up from his Surface tablet.
“That photo of you and the girls in matching sunglasses is a big hit on Facebook.”
“It is a nice shot of me,” Gina corroborated. “How many ‘Likes’ did it receive?”
“Lemme check. You know, people complain that Surface doesn’t have the Facebook app but you can access the Web version just as easily through Internet Explorer.”
“I’m sure,” she replied, only half-listening, as she read quietly from the Wall Street Journal app on her iPad.
“Forty-eight likes,” Charlie declared. “That’s funny. You’re not one of them.”
“Liking your own photo is tacky, Charlie. Besides, I tend to filter the profiles of people who post a lot about their kids.”
“Especially you,” Gina confirmed. “I can’t make personal exceptions or I lose all credibility.”