I don't know French. I can't understand what Emily is saying. But she emotes. Something in the vast swathes of beach, the lilt of her gaze, yes, just there, I can UNDERSTAND HER. I am in her special fairyland place you can only see through rocks with holes in them. I imagine she is saying things made of pure crystalline beauty, with jaw-dropping metaphors that make you re-envision the world.
If you know French, do not dissuade me of this notion.
I found this through joyful girl Beth, and it is about keys, and it has a UKELELE, and really, things that have cute girls and keys and ukeleles are made of astonishing amounts of win. So it must be shared. Here, for you lovely Fabulistas:
These little metal urchins,
void of counterparts,
are looking for ways to feel whole.
they say that absence makes you fonder
but what exactly are you yearning for?
"I'll take you in", she said,
"There's always room for more."
One more for the road ahead of you, for the beauteous New Year: may it be filled with joy, with art that touches you, with wonders beyond imagining, with more toast you can shake a stick of butter at, with love that feeds you in the best way possible, and with things that inspire you to your greatest heights.
Shelby Allen, a friend of mine, passed away suddenly last night of accidental alcohol poisoning. Her aunt Belinda asked me to post this video-- Shelby is in it towards the end. She was full of joy and love and she was too young.
This happened totally unexpectedly at a holiday party. Please, please be careful with your drinking this holiday season.
I dare you to watch this without smiling. Julia Nunes-- no relation!-- is some sort of ukelele genius, (Destiny's Child? What?) and cute as a button. She's even toured with Ben Folds! Check it.
Button, button, who's got the button? This fantastically creepy little film seems to have them in droves. Coraline-- the 3D stop-motion brain baby of Neil Gaiman and Henry Selick-- doesn't hit theatres until February, but the tease has already started.
Go here. Type in the key: moustachio. Be prepared to giggle. A lot.
There are more secret keys at the lovely Despoiler which actually yield bits of the film and behind the scenes goodness. (So very, very pretty. Even with the scary buttons.)
I'm deeply happy this November 5th. Elaine sent me this bit of Maya Angelou reading a poem (towards the end of the video) on the occasion of Obama being elected president. She has a gravity to her carriage that I hope to have one day-- and the poem in and of itself is beautifully relevant.
Here's to change, beautiful creatures of the world!
Two lovely things of awesomeness-- above, Jonathan Coulton, Paul and Storm, and Neil Gaiman doing a lovely rendition of "Creepy Doll"!
Second round of awesomeness brought to you by Magnetic Field's singer Claudia Gonson and penned by Mr. Gaiman -- who I swear is just preparing us for his next career move as a musician-- off The Lifted Brow.
I have no idea how one manages to put a tambourine, rape, abortion, pretty dresses and a bunch of hot nurses into a music blender and come out with something so terribly infectious and joyful. Amanda Palmer is a gleeful, glittery Care Bear showering you with sparkly pop song bits about coat hangers and drunken parties and still manages to leave you with that feel-good squishyness in your belly.
It's Jewlie's fault. She sprung this song on me WEEKS ago, and I can't shake it. I can't even close the tab it's in. Every so often I'll wander over and hit play, just to watch the accordion, the toy piano, the macaroni and cheese. It's Pomplamoose, it's fantastic, and it will make happy to your ears. (More here!)
Come on. This is cheating. It's like these shirts were built for me. Michael Cianfrani of Tiny Run has just posted a limited edition shirt featuring embroidered TOAST with sparkly cinnamon swirl and glow in the dark butter.
Let me say that again.
Toast with glow in the dark butter.
On a shirt.
I find this magically, ridiculously cool. Now I have appropriate clothing to wear when I visit the toast restaurant across the street (complete with toast buffet, and toasters on every table.)
Mark Oliver Everett ("E") of The Eels has written a memoir. A friend of mine told me an anecdote he overhead on the radio, that I can't track down again: that when E was a kid, he woke up one morning to see dead bodies landing in his backyard. A plane had exploded above his house, and bodies literally rained down behind his house. Combined with E having a famous quantum physicist for a father and a penchant for music, I'm curious about the man's story. You can pick up Things The Grandchildren Should Know here.
That is understandable that money makes us disembarrass. But what to do if one does not have cash? The only one way is to get the personal loans or just sba loan.
Have no enough money to buy a car? Worry not, just because that's available to take the loan to resolve such problems. Thence get a collateral loan to buy all you want.
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