Anyone else feel awkward when another guy presses the crosswalk button even though he saw you press it first? Because obviously my attempt didn’t work?
After the crosswalk light goes on, I just want to cup his face in my hands and say, “Brother! You have succeeded where I have failed. I’LL TELL THE WORLD OF YOUR STORY”
The web site of the Westboro Baptist Church is down at the moment thanks to Anonymous, not that I would ever link to it. More on that from Tara McGinley at Dangerous Minds, righty here.
I captured this gem from Google, which I’m assuming is not their usual site description. If I’m wrong, may Bob strike me down.
Since Thanksgiving isn’t over until we say it’s over, I would like to take this opportunity to pay tribute to that golden moment in 2008 when Sarah Palin made one of her most baffling moves. Is she oblivious here or just completely off her nut? It’s hard to say. ALERT: Don’t subject yourself to this one if your have terribly delicate sensibilities, because there is animal slaughter involved.
Click here for a brief description of what happened if you can’t watch the video. Never forget, because this mess deserves to be remembered.
I just had the stunning realization that I have much more detailed memories of the years from 1972 on forward than for the years before that, specifically because 1972 was the year I became passionate about rock and roll music. Some of these memories are tied to other artists, most significantly The Kinks and Elton John, but my infatuation with Exile on Mail Street and the divine decadence and celebrity factor of that 1972 Stones tour formed a big part of it.
The song I played most addictively was “Rocks Off,” but my iconic image for that year was this one, captured by the great Annie Leibovitz. Keef has a new biography coming out later this month, and I would almost stand in line to have a book signed by this man.
Above all Keith Richards strikes me as utterly genuine, a quality I value perhaps above all others. Mah friend Marianne wrote a way cool post about him back in May on her Popthomology blog, with a video interview that is well worth your time, hereabouts.
This post was inspired by my dancing friend Beth Coffey, who needs to git back to her blogging.
My new followers, I greet you and wish you many goats. But due to a glitch you don’t really want me to explain, my real tumblr is above. If you really want to see what I git on up to, that is that place to go.