80’s Video Dating Montage!!!
God, this made my whole day. Basically Stefan woke me up early in the morning to go to some fancy ass food distributor (Epicure Imports) and I tagged along, which is code for I drove us both down to BFE Burbank so I could stand in a freezer listening to really fucking old obnoxious people talk about how delicate a pate was or see how many free sausages could be stuffed down one person’s gullet. Anyway, I did buy a bottle of sparkling wine which you would THINK is ghetto chic as it wasn’t “champagne”…but supposedly the makers of said sparkling wine INVENTED champagne! Hey!
Now I feel very cultured and in the know.
We also talked to some woman who works for a truffle company and she was rather fantastic.
End story, while waiting in line some woman starts telling Stefan he’s buying way too much truffle oil. She says it goes rancid fast and there is no way he’ll use the amount he’s buying if he’s just cooking for the two of us.
Turns out she knows basically every famous chef still alive and she and Stefan get into a goddamn hour long conversation about his life plans and how he needs to go back to work for Joel Robuchon, his old boss (you might want to Google this guy to see his list of credentials-he’s “Chef of the Century”). She was an extremely amusing woman but around the 30 minute mark I wanted to stab Stefan with a rusty knife, because my back was killing me (it gets weak when I stand doing nothing for too long…does anyone else get like this?) and I was just generally bored.
Anyway, after that we bought coffee and a huge ass cake so I felt a lot better. Then I started searching youtube for 80’s shit and lo and behold, I found this amazing video.
“No fatties, no hamsters” is my FAVE quote! Also I enjoyed how all men just like to “have fun”.
HA!
onsexualpaper:fashionbyhe:Bracli. The Original Pearl Thong. Don’t fall for the imposters out there, this is the real deal. A Hanky Pank mashed up with a pearl string, everyone’s dream come true. There is no way this isn’t a winner product. Has to feel great for girls, looks great for the guys. Something totally different and new. Just got to ask yourself, are you wild enough to make the purchase?
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that looks so uncomfortable
It is. It’s meant to be double stringed by the vag portion so when you have sex, the pearls run against the guy’s shaft, giving him extra sensations! Sort of like a ribbed condom for “female pleasure.”
Except you KNOW the ribbed condom doesn’t do much, and neither does this thing. However, in the right setting, it’s sort of kinky looking and men with luxury fetishes (yes, they exist: they want to pour champagne on you and eat cavier off of your…anyway) love these things. “Oh look! Pearls!” *pinky up*
Mmhm gurl.
But wearing it in any other way besides sexually is so stupid. End rant.
smut-to-go:aar0n:This is a great interview. Here are a few of my favourite bits :
Q: What’s heaven for you?
A: Me and my wife on Rte. 66 with a pot of coffee, a cheap guitar, pawnshop tape recorder in a Motel 6, and a car that runs good parked right by the door.
Q: What’s wrong with the world?
A: We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness. Leona Helmsley’s dog made 12 million last year… and Dean McLaine, a farmer in Ohio made $30,000. It’s just a gigantic version of the madness that grows in every one of our brains. We are monkeys with money and guns.
Q: Can you tell me an odd thing that happened in an odd place? Any thoughts?
A: A Japanese freighter had been torpedoed during WWII and it’s at the bottom of Tokyo Harbor with a large hole in her hull. A team of engineers was called together to solve the problem of raising the wounded vessel to the surface. One of the engineers tackling this puzzle said he remembered seeing a Donald Duck cartoon when he was a boy where there was a boat at the bottom of the ocean with a hole in its hull, and they injected it with ping-pong balls and it floated up. The skeptical group laughed but one of the experts was willing to give it a try. Of course, where in the world would you find twenty million ping-pong balls but in Tokyo? It turned out to be the perfect solution. The balls were injected into the hull and it floated to the surface, the engineer was elated. Moral solutions to problems are always found at an entirely different level; also, believe in yourself in the face of impossible odds.
Q: Do you have words to live by?
A: Jim Jarmusch once told me “Fast, Cheap, and Good… pick two. If it’s fast and cheap it wont be good. If it’s cheap and good it won’t be fast. If it’s fast and good it wont be cheap.” Fast, cheap and good… pick (2) words to live by.
Q: Tom, you love words and their origins. For $2,000…what is the origin of the word bedlam?
A: It’s a contraction of the word Bethlehem. It comes from the hospital of Saint Mary of Bethlehem outside London. The hospital began admitting mental patients in the late fourteenth century. In the sixteenth century it became a lunatic asylum. The word bedlam came to be used for any madhouse- and by extension, for any scene of noisy confusion.
Q: What is a gentleman?A: A man who can play the accordion, but doesn’t.
I remember this interview. It IS awesome.
“Takes more than combat gear to make a man
Takes more than a license for a gun
Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can
A gentleman will walk but never run”
Sting-An Englishman in New York
trixietreats:Dull Tool Dim Bulb: Adding some Color
Watch.
Redhead: “Jesus Christ look at what these people are wearing.”
Blonde: “Ug. Seriously.”
Redhead: “Look at that drunk girl! Is she crying? That’s so sad. I wonder what happened.”
Blonde: “Maybe someone told her what she was wearing.”
LOLZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!
*this was a real life conversation between Anne and I one night in P-Town.
And the artist still known as Nicole Sterner.
Oingo Boingo-Only a Lad
Pfft, one of the greatest bands on the face of this PLANET!!! Fronted by an insane redhead, also, which makes it dearer to my heart.
If my own dad and I weren’t so identical I’d totally think my mom and Elfman had a fling and produced me. WHATEVER DON’T JUDGE
Marvin Gaye-Stubborn Kind of Fellow
The best Marvin Gaye song, period. Goddamn his voice is amazing.
![featherinherhair:scout:liquidnight:
“I came upon twin fawns in the display case of a mom and pop toy and science store in Kansas City, Missouri. It took me two years to win the trust of the shop owner and save the money to buy them. A taxidermist spotted a dead deer by the side of the road. He stopped to properly dispose of the body and realized she was pregnant. He opened her and found near full-term twin fawns, he removed and preserved them.
Deer rarely have twins and the taxidermist retained the uterine gesture of their bodies. I built them a vitrine with a light blue base. Their prematurity exaggerates the delicacy of an incredibly sweet thing. The points of their hooves, the length of their lashes, the spots of their hides, nose to small nose in an ur-cartoonish realism … Viewers’ eyes trick them into believing the fawns are breathing. The tragedy of beauty is its transience.
The twins live forever in their own demise. They are sleeping beauties.They have been muses since I first saw them … We dress death in lilies and bronze the names of our dead sons on walls. We erect altars of toys and hold candlelight vigils to express hope. My twin fawns sleep endlessly on their baby blue block in my studio. The twins never opened their eyes yet their wondrous fatality evokes an acceptable alternative to death.”
— Peregrine Honig
[via Ravishing Beasts]
Wow. Just wow.](http://3.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kt33go8XQy1qzhl9eo1_500.gif)
featherinherhair:scout:liquidnight:
“I came upon twin fawns in the display case of a mom and pop toy and science store in Kansas City, Missouri. It took me two years to win the trust of the shop owner and save the money to buy them. A taxidermist spotted a dead deer by the side of the road. He stopped to properly dispose of the body and realized she was pregnant. He opened her and found near full-term twin fawns, he removed and preserved them.
Deer rarely have twins and the taxidermist retained the uterine gesture of their bodies. I built them a vitrine with a light blue base. Their prematurity exaggerates the delicacy of an incredibly sweet thing. The points of their hooves, the length of their lashes, the spots of their hides, nose to small nose in an ur-cartoonish realism … Viewers’ eyes trick them into believing the fawns are breathing. The tragedy of beauty is its transience.
The twins live forever in their own demise. They are sleeping beauties.They have been muses since I first saw them … We dress death in lilies and bronze the names of our dead sons on walls. We erect altars of toys and hold candlelight vigils to express hope. My twin fawns sleep endlessly on their baby blue block in my studio. The twins never opened their eyes yet their wondrous fatality evokes an acceptable alternative to death.”
— Peregrine Honig
[via Ravishing Beasts]
Wow. Just wow.
Earth Wind and Fire, Boogie Wonderland.
Hot damn I wish music was still as good as this.
Also if I had nuts, I’d give my left one to be one of the three chicks on stage.
The best comment on this: “You know you are funky when George Clinton deigns to cover one of your songs.” Goddamn right, friend. Prince is so dope even George Clinton recognizes.
