Our voicemail is clogged with the exciting entreaties of actors. We’re catching up on email (sort of). And we’re trying to meet three deadlines this weekend. So rather than remain terse and uninteresting, we direct you to the usual crowd.

I’m looking into my magic mirror and I see Maud, I see Carrie, I see Rake and Mark. I see Nathalie. I see Sarah and Jessa. I see Lizzie and Jimmy. I see…

(Miss Nancy, you heartless bitch! I’ve been waiting for you to call my name for months!)

SOUND: .357 fired into plasma tube by youngster with exotic name.

Oh, just check out everyone on the left. They’re all good.

Be back on Monday.

Stephen Elliott is guesting at Mark’s today and he’s on a roll. Joe Bob says check him out.

James Baldwin gets his own stamp. So best. (via Moorish Girl)

The Rake has what looks to be an ode to Theodore Sturgeon’s “Bianca Hands” up, along with other fiction on the fly. Check it out.