In another life, when BroBible is taken just a little more seriously by the mainstream entertainment media (i.e.: next year), I dream of waltzing onto step-and-repeats at Comic-Con to land A-list caliber interviews with Jennifer Lawrence and Jeff Bridges just like Mario Lopez and Extra can. It's good to have dreams! Meanwhile, this gem from San Diego is pretty priceless for two reasons: 1.) the world is obsessed with Jennifer Lawrence ever since she stumbled her way into our hearts during Awards season and 2.) Jeff Briges is the most righteous of righteous Hollywood Bros, like a stoner village guru who balances out the douchey smuggness of unlovable celebrity elites.
At Comic-Con this past weekend, Jennifer Lawrence ended up in the same room at Jeff Bridges. J-Law did as many of us would do when seeing the immortal and enlightened face of The Dude: She melted into occasional acid flashback mode, like a man who's treasured rug was just peed on by nihilists with a marmot. It was very un-Dude to act in such a way in-front of His Dudeness, but I'm sure she calmed down after a couple of White Russians since The Dude abides. And I don't know about you but I take comfort in that. It's good knowin' he's out there. The Dude. Takin' 'er easy for all us sinners.
There's just no way I could ever meet The Dude in the flesh without telling him how much I fucking hate The Eagles too.
[H/T: Film Drunk]