Is it just me, or does it demonstrate a baffling lack of cultural self-awareness for Arab TV to - in all earnestness - analyze why some Saudi women are getting undressed on the web?
I wonder where one can find these women online.
You know, for investigative and educational purposes only.
Because I’m pure and innocent.
Like a puppy.
A snow white puppy.
Made of butterflies.
And love.
“…but see to it that you are not alarmed. Such things must happen, but the end is still to come.”
Well, the end of the night anyway.
There’s always another RMBB.
Nothing official. Details being sorted.
Patience, beerhopper, patience.
Sure, it’s a bit dated (21 years or so), but here’s a video from David & David, “Welcome to the Boomtown,” the best somewhat-known cut from an under-appreciated album:
Except for that whole Apple TV venture.
And, uh, the way that there’s a bit of a major label backlash growing against their tyrannical market ways.
But when it comes to David & David?
Pure genius, baby.
Pure, sweet, 80s genius.
Somewhat Related: Another good way to feel the passage of time is to be throwing out old receipts and see that, in early 2000, you paid Amazon $972 for an Olympus digital camera with a whopping 3.2 megapixels. Although, you know, for my purposes it still takes some nice photos (and will continue to do for the next 50 years, because, damnit, I paid nearly $1000 for that thing).
More: I think I might have linked to this video before. More evidence that I’m getting old and forgetful.
Hey. Do I know you?
It’s a sad, sad day when someone kills a child because there’s no such thing as gods or demons or evil spirits.
Oh, sorry, got that all back-ass-wards, didn’t I?
WEST PALM BEACH, Fla. — A West Palm Beach man told police that he used a butcher knife to kill his 1-year-old nephew because he believed the boy was possessed, investigators said.
As always, I don’t think the beliefs were the primary cause, just one more irrational enabler in an irrational chain of events.
There will be a test, and it will go on your permanent record.
Well, that is, if you’re The Go! Team.
Yes, my wee lass has forsaken the silly rhymes, hand clapping, and gooey-gloppity of modern kids’ fare, opting instead for the “70s-action-movie-chase-scene-horns meets cheerleaders meets some old school hip hop” goodness of The Go! Team.
Watch out, for when the first melodic riff of “The Wrath of Marcie” comes on the stereo, Fiona will be yelling “Yes, that one! That’s my favorite! I can’t hear it!”
Yeah, I have strange kids.
It seems that, thanks to a rather nasty bug or two of some sort, I have been asleep since late Saturday night until 2:30pm this afternoon, only waking periodically to drink more orange juice or take another dose of NyQuil.
That was fun.
Yeah, even though we lost to Georgia, I support my Crimson Tide.
The Bulldogs played a good game, probably a better game overall, but our taking it to overtime made it all the more exciting.
Alas, there was no joyous claim to drunken victory as during last week’s game, but - hey - can’t win them all (except when you do, and become National Champions).
