As Bill Murray's wife Jennifer files for a divorce saying Venkman fooled around, drank and smoked pot, and was even randomly violent. Always cool to know Murray tokes the ganja, never cool to find out he hits his wife. I assume he just smiles and then sucker punches.
I'm trying to decide who was supposed to be surprised, look at his movies in the last few years. "The Live Aquatic," "Lost in Translation," and "Broken Flowers" are all about a guy coping with being not as good at what he did than he used to be. Conscience or otherwise, Murray has had to work harder to be the kinda A list actor he was in the 80s and 90s. An Oscar nomination is good, respect of your peers and all, but it's also cliquish and political.
But Bill Murray can still get a gig (Read: Ghostbusters Video Game...August!) Not the same can be said for me thus far. Leading to 4+ months out of work, preparing to move (again!!) and a possible obsession with(parentheses and excamation points!!!)
I got turned down for a one-two job combo with a certain well respected marijuana reform group whom I had worked for, for free. It's either the Catch 22 of not being able to get a job without experience while not getting experience without a job. Or, the higher ups just do not like my wicked cool muttonchops.
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Anyway, since my entire justification for moving to D.C. was "Work for free, and they're bound to see your potential and hire you." Which turned out to be incorrect, I'm terribly adrift, and looking at applications for 7/11 and Applebees with quiet desperation. Oh well, I can solider on, cause what else is there?
