oh, good grief

Somewhere along the line (rather a while ago, I think), Russell Crowe's habit of starting fights in bars stopped being even remotely amusing. And he keeps losing the fights! Check out his face. Ouch.

(My celebrity hang-up shifted long ago to Goran Visnjic, thank you.)

Wisdom spotted on a message board, referring to no one in particular (but one size fits all): "No matter how good looking he is, somewhere, someone is sick of his shit."

outside Florence

Part II of Eight Days in Italy will be up in a day or so.