N.B.: I’m going to post three times today, in an attempt to make up for recent laxity. Though I may have difficulty doing so, given the depth of the swoon into which the subject of this post has sent me.
Oh, my God.
Richard Chamberlain came out yesterday.
There are very, very, very few things that make me wish I had been born 70 years ago instead of 30, but this is one of them.