Sufjan Stevens Nerd Alert
I finally have time to upload video & pictures from October’s concert, so that’s happening now. Sufjan’s right though, even if you’ve got pictures and video, it’s still not the same experience as being there. Sorry for the crummy quality. Not sorry I wasted a little bit of my in-the-moment experience to take pictures/video.
Many years too old for a what-I-got-for-Christmas...
…but too bad. Tangible Assets: A Mr. Bento lunchbox and my inheritance from my grandpa. Intangible Assets: I’m no longer embarrassed by my mom’s family and I’ve finally realized how lucky I always was that they put up with my snobbery and elitist attitude. I pushed them away because I thought they didn’t like me. They couldn’t tell if they liked me; they...
subterraneans asked: Hahahah. Yes I take donations, straight to my pocket. I get a lot of these thanks messages that I don't answer cause I don't like cluttering people's dashboards with them but yours made me laugh. Anyway, thanks! I will persevere so long as Sufjan keeps giving me a reason to post. So if that's the only stipulation I think we're safe for a while.
listening to "Sufjan Stevens - That Was The Worst... →
I can’t remember ever having a bad Christmas, myself. #dillcember #suchaluckygirl
listening to "Rosie Thomas - Christmas Don →
At the end of this song, the chipmunks perform a ritual suicide, but it’s okay, because it’s Rosie Thomas and she’s cute.
This is how provocative art should look. Hells yes, Scissor Sisters. You show those wimps what scary is. Well done! Smithsonian, you picked the wrong time to roll over. marathonpacks: Um.
My Sprawling, Indulgent, Flowery End-of-the-Year...
I’m not a list fan in general. Katy Henriksen sums up my thoughts pretty succinctly with her article on Year-End Lists for The Brooklyn Rail. But it’s the end of the year whether I like it or not, and 2010 was a special music year for me. I was incredibly fortunate to see many of my all-time favorite musicians perform live, and some of my favorites also put out my new favorite albums....
My Gay Rage is Fluffy and Pink and Wants to Be...
I started this post three weeks ago and I’ve been sitting on it, waiting to make sure I understood my motivation for posting it before I hit publish. But I saw this link on Twitter this morning, and we noticed we got a new neighbor in the gayborhood earlier this week, so I’m feeling extra motivated today. Enjoy! A Monday morning, at our house: Laine, trying to get her stuff together...