Item 1. Here is . Of note is his affection for chewing gum and what it comes wrapped in, MacGuyver meeting his dead grandfather on a yacht called “Osiris,” and this:
MacGyver starts out in Berlin, trying to escape with a microfilm containing government secrets. He takes the place of a dead person and is carried in a coffin towards a bridge, where he is dumped into the water by friends. Upon hitting the water, Mac hits a button and turns his coffin into a jet ski, riding away to safety.
Item 2. Possibility of moving to LA ironically. Not irony like cheap irony, but real irony. What if you just uprooted your admittedly shallow-rooted life to a city which you knew you would loathe from start to finish? I am talking a city that really is your antithesis? I have never been, but I picture LA as a giant American Apparel. Dov Charney, for example, fills me with the fire of a thousand suns, which is an interesting departure from apathy; would it motivate me in exponential ways to embody the virtues that I most deeply want to? Would it inspire me creatively, or kill my soul? Would Talbot and I look totally awesome walking around with guinea tees, sunglasses, and croquet mallots all day, every day, his skin blistering like a cooked lobster, mine turning honey brown under the LA sun?
Item 3. Reproduction is disgusting and yet fascinating, which is a both a literal reading and metaphoric interpretation of life itself. See also: footage of ladies having babies (expulsion of parasite), footage of the Pipa Pipa having babies:
