Happy Birthday, ERW.
I guess I'll return the bed tarp
I had gift-wrapped for you.
Today Evan Rachel Wood turns 22 years old. When I see photos like this, I feel old. I'm going to just blurt it out: I lost my virginity at the age of 22. I have a sneaking suspicion that Evan hasn't held onto hers for quite as many years. I don't know, maybe the fact that Evan was living with Marilyn Manson when she was 19 years old gave it away. Then there were rumblings of an affair with the ancient (shudder) Mickey Rourke while filming and promoting "The Wrestler".
I guess Evan is an okay actress. I remember seeing her on the TV series, "Once and Again" back in the 90's when she was really young. Now everyone's peeing their pants in excitement about Evan's appearance on "True Blood". (I finally sat through some of "True Blood" last night, by the way. I found most of the acting rather questionable and campy. I turned it off.)
I'm rambling. I guess I'm just glad I have sons. Know'msayin'?
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