whenever authors describe someone’s skin as being “milky white” it always makes me want to read a book where someone’s skin is described as being, “chocolate milky brown.” in fact i want everything described to me in terms of milk. “it was cold. cold like a cold glass of milk.”
“the floor was wet, like someone had just spilled milk all over it.”
“it looked like a glass of milk, because it was.”
I can’t decide what I like most about this video…
- The fact that the guy in blue gloves is casually dancing while still carrying on his work
- How every guy who walks through knows that they need to do that move that’s said in the song while still walking.
- How they all look bewildered as to what the Charlie Brown is.
- And how into it the guy on the right is. BOOTY.
Crying at these beautiful human beings.
The Singing President of the Day: President Obama accepts Buddy Guy’s challenge to sing a verse of “Sweet Home Chicago” at tonight’s East Room blues concert.
Earlier: Obama sings Al Green at the Apollo.
SNL goodbye from tonight. Everybody showed up for this one.
Turns out there’s no limit to the number of cheese puffs you can throw at someone’s face.
Clearly Dope’s FAVORRRRIITTTEEEE THIINNNNNGGGSSS: Dancing with an iPod in Public: Christmas Edition. I’ve watched it three times and have gotten increasingly happier with each viewing.