Semester is coming to an end, and I fully intend to start my first class next semester with a rendition of Bob Fosse’s ‘Mexican Breakfast.’
Currently ranked number 1 in Amazon’s apparel sales, and I can see why, with quite possibly one of the greatest Amazon review threads of all time. Here is my favourite, from Eden’s Talking Snakes:
As a crazy non-conformist sort of a chap, I wear my T-shirt like shorts. The wolves have an accentuating influence on my love region. I look good.
Via Neatorama.
I mean that as a compliment. I used to watch the almost unbearably dorky Engineers’ Guide To Cats whenever stressed or anxious, and it never failed to make me feel better, because that nice grey-haired engineer loves his kitties, and his sweet-faced young friend loves his kitties, and they made a deeply embarrassing video about their kitties, and all is right in the world. This video has the same effect, only with more unintentional racism and annoyance of cats. The only problem is I could never get the preternaturally calm and food obsessed Toki to yodel. He likes to be held tightly. Weirdo.
Via @monkeh.
So I’ve been away, melting down about work and maybe coming down with swine flu/menopause, and now I’m back and rearranging my RSS feeds. My life may be a shambles, but my internet habits are incredibly organized.
In the meantime, I found out about Juana Molina through an NPR show where silken-voiced, overeducated men wax lyrical about the majesty of cell membranes and so forth. I love her, and I think the way I found her means that my ‘I don’t care about your stupid music, shut up, don’t look in my iTunes’ stance remains intact.
I find a version of Green Porno available outside of the US. God, I love Isabella Rosselini. Via Swiss Miss