Or Anyway, It's Nobody's Fault

"Write yourself a check."

"I don't think you're an asshole, Royal. I just think you're kind of a son of a bitch."

"That's the last time you stab me, do you hear me?"

Happy birthday to old Margot (and belatedly to young Margot).

Richie and Mordecai.

Angela and her college friends, Jeri/Pagoda and Laura/Teenage Margot. (You didn't know Margot was knocked up as a teen, did you? Me neither, but pictures don't lie.)

Royal Tenenbaums (redux)

Guests: Jeri from St. Louis and Laura (and unborn Naomi) from Northampton, MA.

Best costume accessory: Royal's cane

Food: How about that birthday cake? Too bad Laurie went to bed before we could eat it.

How to Talk Like the Tenenbaum You Always Wanted to Be

The Royal Tenenbaums