T LOunge for September 23rd 2026
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Nellie’s Tavern – London, UK It’s WEDNESDAY and we want a LOUNGE that’s
chic and cozy. We broke out long pants and hoodies this morning, but we
know good...
Feb 3, 2013
Feb 1, 2013
Beyoncebowl
This past week has been, well, kind of hellish....for several reasons.
Two of more minor ones are thus:
One: I'm sick.
Two: Traffic.
It's has been ridiculous as we here in the city prepare for You-Know-What on Sunday.
Oh, and it's Carnival.
Insane.
Just getting to the market to get some dinner and home cost me like an hour stuck in traffic.
Anywho...in honor of the impending Beyoncebowl, here's one of Destiny's Child's legendary classics, redone into something actually listenable and soothing:
who knows, maybe she'll even "sing" this one.
via wow
Two of more minor ones are thus:
One: I'm sick.
Two: Traffic.
It's has been ridiculous as we here in the city prepare for You-Know-What on Sunday.
Oh, and it's Carnival.
Insane.
Just getting to the market to get some dinner and home cost me like an hour stuck in traffic.
Anywho...in honor of the impending Beyoncebowl, here's one of Destiny's Child's legendary classics, redone into something actually listenable and soothing:
who knows, maybe she'll even "sing" this one.
via wow
Jan 29, 2013
Jan 28, 2013
A Royal Affair
This weekend, I took in a matinee of a lovely Danish movie called En Kongelig Affære.
It's all about Danish history.
In Danish.
It was good enough. A compelling story with adequate acting. But I'll watch anything with a costume, so there I was.
I was by far the youngest soul in the audience.
Their collective (audible) disapproval could be heard the first moment a subtitle came up.
They had no clue. "Oh good god, I can't see all that!" the 80 year old harrumphed in front of me to her home health nurse. And then fumbled in her pocketbook for her glasses.
"Why can't they just speak English?"
Then her Jitterbug went off...and she answered it. (In English.)
A few seats to my right sat the Queen of Carnival, 1949 (or so I imagine),
She was holding court, kissing the cheeks of all those who recognized her.
She was a well coiffed patrician woman in a well made pantsuit...(complete with her Queen of Carnival pin)...and a well made nose. She had a very obvious, old school nose job, with tiny pinched, upturned nostrils. Perky, like Doris Day.
Anyway, this is not a post about nose jobs...or old ladies...or movies.
It's about cute men. So let's get to the point, shall we?
This is Madds Mikkelsen.
He's Danish.
He plays the Rousseauian doctor with whom the queen has her affair.
Did I mention he's hot?
Of course, once home, I promptly googled up pictures of him shirtless...and old school nose jobs.
I'll spare you the latter.
Voila! (or however you say that in Danish)
You're welcome.
It's all about Danish history.
In Danish.
It was good enough. A compelling story with adequate acting. But I'll watch anything with a costume, so there I was.
I was by far the youngest soul in the audience.
Their collective (audible) disapproval could be heard the first moment a subtitle came up.
They had no clue. "Oh good god, I can't see all that!" the 80 year old harrumphed in front of me to her home health nurse. And then fumbled in her pocketbook for her glasses.
"Why can't they just speak English?"
Then her Jitterbug went off...and she answered it. (In English.)
A few seats to my right sat the Queen of Carnival, 1949 (or so I imagine),
She was holding court, kissing the cheeks of all those who recognized her.
She was a well coiffed patrician woman in a well made pantsuit...(complete with her Queen of Carnival pin)...and a well made nose. She had a very obvious, old school nose job, with tiny pinched, upturned nostrils. Perky, like Doris Day.
Anyway, this is not a post about nose jobs...or old ladies...or movies.
It's about cute men. So let's get to the point, shall we?
This is Madds Mikkelsen.
He's Danish.
He plays the Rousseauian doctor with whom the queen has her affair.
Did I mention he's hot?
Of course, once home, I promptly googled up pictures of him shirtless...and old school nose jobs.
I'll spare you the latter.
Voila! (or however you say that in Danish)
You're welcome.
Jan 26, 2013
shopping safari
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| Literature...for when you want to learn to be gay (@ the homosexual aisle of Dollar Tree) |
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| The pocket hose, for when you want a hose...in your pocket (@ Target) |
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| Jane Russell cd for when you want to be "pampered" (@ the adult diaper section of Big Lots) |
Jan 25, 2013
Jan 23, 2013
Jan 21, 2013
House Hunters, Accidental
Yesterday, on a routine trip to Target, I got trapped by a Mardi gras parade.
They spring up around this time of the year when you least suspect them...and then
you find yourself trapped in traffic for hours.
Anyway, on my circuitous route out, I found myself deep in subdivisions I've never traveled. Spooky.
So, to keep myself occupied...I took some (bad) flip phone photo:
They spring up around this time of the year when you least suspect them...and then
you find yourself trapped in traffic for hours.
Anyway, on my circuitous route out, I found myself deep in subdivisions I've never traveled. Spooky.
So, to keep myself occupied...I took some (bad) flip phone photo:
| First up is this (now sadly rundown) beauty from the 70s. Soaring vaulted ceilings, clad in weathered cypress. |
| The most amazing thing...the thing that made me literally turn the car around and take this photo, however....were the three story high full length vintage macrame drapes. Macrame, people! Amazing. |
| Less showy was this (rather run down) beauty from the early sixties. It looked like a plane ready to take off. |
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| Meanwhile, in a VERY different subdivision, a little bit of Jamaica |
Jan 17, 2013
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