Blanket octopus and NO THAT IS NOT A SNEAKY MICHAEL JACKSON REFERENCE
Been way too much celebrity around these parts for comfort lately (not that I’m not grateful for three rt’s from John Cusack this morning) so I thought I’d flush out the pipes with this gorgeous beast, surely as lovely in its own way as Paul Newman in his, although far less likely to send underprivileged kids to camp or manufacture (excellent) salad dressing, and far more likely to serve as an entree in a Greek restaurant.
Chair Dancing with the Has-Beens: GET ME CLORIS LEACHMAN ON THE PHONE THIS INSTANT
Ladies and Gentlemen, the fine, and near-forgotten, art of Chair Dancing, is sadly overlooked in the realm of vicarious pleasures deemed suitable for reality television. Crocheting with the Has-Beens? Sure. Chair Dancing with the Hotties from the Office Upstairs That You’re Not Sure What They Do But It Must Be Software, They’re All So Young? Not a chance.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is a damn shame. Because, in an Orwellian world, chairdancing is freedom. They can take away our Aeron Chairs
It’s come so far! Remember the video that started the craze, way back in the last century2004?
NEVER FORGET!!!
Has it been that kind of a week for you, too? If it has (and it seems to have been for everyone) then you’ll probably enjoy this really quite shockingly awesome remix of the classic Monkees tune “A Little Bit Me, A Little Bit You.” It’s not a visually stunning video, the way the Bleat cover of “She Hangs Out” is, so you can carry on websurfing or reading Playboy for the articles or checking my blog for tentacles or whatever it was you were doing before while it plays happily in the background. Soon you will be feeling clean and fresh from the top of your swollen, strangely Protean cranium down to the very tip of your loathesome tentacles, at least if you’re anything like me.
Oh, by the way, I have it on excellent authority that this Wednesday was not only Welfare Wednesday (also known around these parts as Mardi Gras) but it was also a Full moon, a Harvest Moon, the Autumnal Equinox, and Mercury in Retrograde And We All Know What That Means, Don’t We?
So here, have some soothing beats for your ears and your soul.
Presented without comment:
I want to go to there. Are you listening, God?
I dunno how your week went, but as far as I’m concerned T.G.I.Fucking.F.
We had some complaints about the visuals in the last post (what, not everybody is fat-carb-chocolate-and-booze-deprived?) so for that reason and also to celebrate the new look around these parts, here is a little something to clear your palate: a Bubble Sunset unicorn chaser.
Bubble Sunset by Khosey1 on Flickr; each bubble carries one of your troubles away! Awww.
via snuh: call-it-karma:(via where-the-heart-is)
Huh, not everything on Tumblr is a self-absorbed rant or hipster photo. Who knew?
raincoaster 