Good Morning, World

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This morning we're wishing Pacey pardon me Joshua Jackson a happy 42nd birthday -- I have no reason to call him Pacey, I didn't even really watch Dawson's Creek. In my defense I was in college when that show was on and didn't watch anything except Cleopatra 2525 at 3am on the nights I came home alone drunk off my ass from the club. What was I talking about? Oh right Not Pacey. These shots are from some 2005 movie called Americano which I have never seen nor know a single thing about, nor care to to be quite frank. It's not streaming anywhere as far as I can tell and it's not like I'm going to go buy a fifteen dollar DVD when I've already got Pacey's butt right here...

... right now. I mean that's all movies are, right? Shapeless miasma surrounding the butts? Maybe don't quote me on that. Anyway even though I never watched Dawson's Creek I've always like Joshua Jackson -- he was Blaine in Cruel Intentions! He was Peter on Fringe! How could I not? In all seriousness he's always seemed real level-headed and decent and then there was his tighty-whities scene on Little Fires Everywhere earlier this year and well, he deserves a happy birthday. Here's an arty shot of his bum from the well-regarded art-film Americano with which we shall finish this post: