I spent the afternoon at R’s place and he showed me the hip new jive all the kids are into these days: the DLow Shuffle and Kemo Step.
You can google DLow Shuffle, but this is Kemo Step, which is amazing. I mean, it’s great dancing but it’s funny too. R says it’s like Thriller when he plays it at his DJ gigs for high schools — people are just hanging out, talking and messing around, and then Kemo Step comes on and suddenly there’s a 100-person dance team doing sync bop.
My favourite dance move ever is now the Why You Mad. Followed closely by Grab Something.
I enjoy the Find Your Swag. I will probably spend a while learning this dance tomorrow, just for the heck of it.
goalies in hockey are a lot like your savant cousin. you love the shit out of that lil’ dude, and you’ll get real violent real quick with anyone who so much as looks at them wrong, but sometimes they say or do things that remind you that they’re a lil’ dude who could probably kick your ass.
Click through, this is an awesome post about my favorite position in my favorite sport. (GO SHARKS!)
Cate Blanchett by Brigitte Lacombe for Vanity Fair France, April 2014
(covets look, talent, clothes….)
This is me, every morning.
I don’t understand the USA, all your roads are straight and all your cities look like they were planned using Excel.
Everyone knows the only way to build a city is to wait until a bunch of tiny villages merge together over centuries and create a sprawling clusterfuck of winding roads that make no sense and have no street signs and are impossible to navigate unless you’ve lived there all your life.
There are actually really good reasons for the fact that our mid-west and western cities are like that, and our eastern cities aren’t, and maybe some time when it’s later in the day and I don’t have a pile of shit I need to be going through I’ll write about it. /thinks boring things are FASCINATING
Well, Chicago is that way because back in the day we burned the fuck down, and the ruling class were like THIS IS A PERFECT OPPORTUNITY TO BUILD A GRID.
With, you know, just like, five or six diagonal roads that will fuck everything up.
Hello, I would like to introduce San Francisco, where the city started with two grids, smashed them together, tried to apply them to the hills, wandered around when the hills got too steep, and then did it all over again when the city burned to the ground in 1906. And then breathed a deep sigh of relief post-WWII when they decided to pave over the sand dunes in the western part of the city and were able to create one giant grid. Which still doesn’t work so well. Not to mention the entirely artificial eastern waterfront created by sinking old boats and building over them.
SO MUCH FORESHADOWING. SO MUCH.
(Also sexiness. Yes good.)
This is the first of (hopefully) many poppies in my container garden. I took these photos this morning - I can’t wait to see how it’s unfurled throughout the day.
Alexander Siddig as Doctor Strange.
That’s it. That’s the hill I’m gonna die on.
GIVE IT TO MEYesssssssss
I would NOT object to that.
(I feel there has been a progression of attractiveness with Siddig that’s gone from “you are somewhat odd looking in an earnest way” lukewarmness to “damn, you look like your uncle when he was young and hot” appeal to “and now you are attempting to compete with the sun and that’s just not fair!” levels.)
I seriously made grabbyhands at the monitor when this picture scrolled up on my dash. And minim has the right of it re: Siddig’s Hotness Ascension.