synchro drinko


Occasionally I can be a mystery unto myself. Earlier at Synchro Drinko, I somehow managed to confuse George Sanders and Herbert Marshall. How does that even happen?!

Apologies, Jen and Steph. From now on I’m just going to shut up when the grownups are talking.

(To be fair, they are both old white character actors…)

Oh Synchro Drinko how I have missed thee.  This week it’s I Know Where I’m Going! Wherein we discuss important things like landscape and atmosphere and not Roger being swoony in a kilt. Honestly. 

Whoops I forgot to post this, and Synchro is now over. And true to form, we did discuss important things. Roger’s knees. Roger’s hair. Erm…