Dora the Explorer Does Inception
This YouTube channel has hilarious skits.
Muy bien!
Very good!
“There’s one thing you should know about me….
I specialize in a very specific kind of EXPLORATION…”
Bliss
These two songs are beautifully genuine in their expression of life’s persistent waning and waxing.
They always lift my spirit.
Shad – Rose Garden
Nina Simone – Ain’t Got No
L’Artiste Moderne
I have a camera!
I have some fingers!
Are we artists? Well surely — do not linger!
No thematic elements or prowess
but if I press this button
the screen will show us
a photo, of various thises and thats
so much so,
you should hide your face with that hat
Henry Bee
Sily girl, that silly bee who flutters much like poetry
A task too arduous to peep is a rest for our sweet Bee
Although hers, no one can be said to own her
She will swear so on her honor
To our deilght (and all the boys’ plight) she is assigned to her Honey
– the boy with no name other than Henry
And attuned and pressed to the sweetness of their symphony,
they fly
Use the Right Container.
Walter: I’m sorry, what were you asking me? Oh, yes, that stupid plastic container I asked you to buy. You see, hydrofluoric acid won’t eat through plastic. It will, however, dissolve metal, rock, glass, ceramic. So, there’s that.
Breaking Bad 1.02 – “The Cat’s In The Bag”
Things I Want: Vertebrae Collar (@ Givenchy S/S’11) (via )
Christina Hendrick’s Worst/Best Audition
“I remember one in particular. It was pilot season, and it was a procedural kind of show, and I went in to play the wife of a cop. I had to break down and cry and all these things. I left so confident. I was like, ‘I killed that.’ … [But] I got a call from my agent a couple hours later: ‘What were you wearing? The casting director was so offended by what you were wearing.’ Now, let me tell you what I was wearing: gray dress pants from Banana Republic and a navy-blue silk top from Donna Karan, which was the nicest thing I owned. It was a little low-cut, because most things are; I just happen to be bustier than a lot of people. It was very classy and very nice, and the casting director was so offended by my breasts that she called my agent and said, ‘I couldn’t even hear her audition because of what she was wearing.’ I was like, ‘You pathetic woman. I just killed that audition so hard, and you’re so distracted by what I’m wearing that you didn’t see my acting. And I put on my nicest duds for you!”
Here, for the rest.
