Posts tagged awesome
I make it rain SPARKLES, yo. Check out my crib:
Big ups to Guy Georgeson for featuring me in Coolest Thing in The House, a series that takes you into the homes of Torontonians and shines on spotlight on their interesting stuff.
I had a blast filming that episode and the finished product is just wicked. My little Groundskeeper Willie finally got his professional debut!
I’ll bet you want a dinosaur now, eh?
You can buy one in New York this weekend if you’ve got the time to get there… and like, $1.5 million. No bigs.
The art of Cyriak Harris and kitty cat videos = two off my favourite things ever.
I just showed this to a new guy at work because he was curious about my gasps. Little did he know that I’d spend the next 10 minutes geeking out over British surrealism on the web and show him Cows and Cycles and Baa. He can find “Something” on his own if he’s interested. I don’t want to be responsible for giving anybody else nightmares.
Too soon to repost Zombie Walk 2011 gifs? Probably. Not scary enough to warrant nightmares? Definitely.
Try this new video by Die Antwoord on for size. If you’re not comforted by scorpions and angry South African men, you’ll likely be a bit disturbed. Don’t even think about Googling “Human Centipede 2″. Please.
I effing love that song. Great beat, mad passion, and that vulgar breakdown at the end is great. As always, Ninja and Yo-Landi rock my world.
“Fok Julle Naaiers” is the first single off of Die Antwoord‘s soon-to-be-released second album TEN$ION, and apparently it’s tied in some way to the band’s recent split from their label (Interscope / Universal Music).
I’m psyched to see what comes of all that. Such fokken love for those super heroes, I have.
Tonight, I’m going to the Toronto premiere of “Love Lies Bleeding” — The Alberta Ballet’s Elton John-based show. I simply cannot wait!
Full review to come. Please enjoy this Franch Star Wars Disco ballet in the meantime:
Work to do. Must peace.
Lauren the Swiss Army Journalist.
I don’t know why, but this this made me gut-wrenchingly sad upon first watch. Can anybody explain that? Probably a little bit of “Take me there, I wanna go there… I need to go back. I want to go home.”
Either way, This is masterful and I dig it all the way to China and BACK.
Postmodernism done right (If the term still means whatever the heck it sort of meant a few years ago in my art history class.)
I think I love you, Pogo. Don’t ever stop doing what you’re doing.
P.S. You’re hot.
Flying through space as a pop tart-bodied feline. Srs business.
Me = 6-year-old Morgan. “SO ADORABULLLAAH. DIDN’T YOU WANT TO KIDNAP HER, PEOPULLAH?”
You’re welcome, homies.
And if you’re not feeling Nyan Cat (you vile, black-hearted creature you), this video of the Prague Astronomical Clock’s 600th birthday is pretty effing sweet too. Minute 6:41 made me go “EEEE!!!!”:
I love skulls.
PS: Nyan Cat IRL x 2! YES!
Oh my love.
My future husband is at it again, folks, and if there was ever any doubt in my mind that we weren’t 100% perfect for each other before, it’s as gone as this jug o’ginger ale in front of me is about to be. I’m hella thirsty and swooning hard.
Brace yourselves ladies and gents! Freddie Gredde tackles some of Springfield’s finest songs ( “Happy Birthday, Lisa,” the Be Sharps’ hit single “Baby on Board,” “The Monorail Song,” “We Do (The Stonecutters’ Song),” “Canyonero,” “We’re Talkin’ Softball,” “Who Needs the Qwik-E-Mart?,” and Mr. Plow)
Based on his song selection, I’d wager to say Mr. Gredde has his hands on this CD – the very same one that I used to sing along with while I cleaned my bedroom on Saturday mornings as a kid, and later while I drove my car as an older kid:
I remember choreographing entire tracks from that disc in hopes of organizing a full-scale Simpsons musical at my elementary school. Needless to say it didn’t fly. Keep in mind that this was the school that axed me from the talent show for auditioning with the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air’s theme song because rap music was too racy for white suburban Ontario school teachers in 1996. Bitches.
St. Patrick’s Day tomorrow! Blog ya then.
Are you exhausted? I’m exhausted. It seems like every other person I talk to is exhausted.
Maybe it’s just the early-winter blues. Or big city living. Career girl living. Living in 2010 living.
Maybe that’s just being in your 20′s.
Thank goodness for random bits of awesomeness, eh? Time to turn those cold, sleepy frowns upside down.
Here are but a few of the many things that made me smile this week:
She was in town for a conference and took me out to dinner at an Indian restaurant that had this hilarious sign above their garden salad and dirty statues all over the walls. Both of these things made me LOL.
Actually… the latter made me LIMH. I couldn’t flat out cackle at what I can only assume are culturally significant works of
porn art, right?
heh heh heh… boobs.
After dinner, we went to see Rock of Ages and by the end of the show I was dead set on either going back to school for musical theatre, or moving to California and becoming a rockstar. I wasn’t supposed to take photos but I sniped one anyways because I’m badass like that.
You should go see that show if you haven’t already. It was hilarious, the performers were mad talented, and I was highly entertained the entire time. That’s really, really rare for me.
I just friend-requested him on Facebook because I am so effing creepy. (note: he accepted! hahahaha)
This photo popping up in my feed! Michael posted it after FINALLY recieving it from the Raptors Fan Jam photographer:
That’s what I miss most about working down near Union Station – the buskers. Steel drum man, badass tunnel guitar dude, and the lady in pink leather with the sax. She’s got a red snowsuit now!
Speaking of Willy, the way he’s been crawling into my room to sleep with my lately makes me smile too. Like my mom Tweeted earlier, I think he’s starting to grow on me (when he isn’t chewing on my iCords)
This is triple deep down ironic in that a) I’m a Tumblr addict calling out Tumblr users for being hipsters b) By calling out others as hipsters, I’m committing a defining act of hipsterdom c) I hadn’t bathed in days when I made that. True story. Told you I’ve got the blues.
Whatever. It’s not like I own a freaking fedora or something.
This guy’s moustache. If I had two weeks left to live, I’d probably get a tattoo just like that, only it would say something totally irreverent like “papal phallus” because that’s just how my generation’s sense of humor works or something.
Here are some of my favs from this week. At least one of these gems is guaranteed to make you bust out a gigsy!
People getting nailed by snowballs (photos)
Kids react to viral videos (video)
Hannah Montana trips on Salvia (video)
Etch-A-Sketch iPhone4 Case (cool)
The Soul Brother handshake (image)
Marlon Brando’s laptop (photo)
That’s it, that’s all, peace out, BUHBYE! Ossington bound, then Parkdale if I’ve got the energy. I swear I’m not a hipster, seriously.
Tomorrow, we’re getting winter with it. You will see photos – of this I am certain.
When we were 15, my friend Jessica and I tried to make cool pancakes with rainbow sprinkles in them.
We added dollar store jimmies to the runny batter and stirred. We stirred and we stirred until the colourful bits melted and our goo took on a uniform shade of seafoam green.
It looked and tasted like alien puke (assuming that aliens eat nothing but President’s Choice pancake batter and cheap sprinkles. That’s what they eat, right?).
Cooking has never been my forte.
Fortunately, there are lots people out there in Interwebz land who AREN’T culinary retarded, and they’ve graciously decided to share photos of their dope doughy creations with the world.
Well smack my mouse and call me Smitten!
Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou Internet, for introducing me to Mr. FreddeGredde:
We’re pretty much meant to be, in my not-so-humble opinion. Here’s why:
- We’re the same age (duh)
- We share a love for television theme songs
- And cartoons
- And 8-bit video games
- We are both Internet kids
- I’ve spent time in his homeland, and he’s spent time in mine (I think – this is Niagara Falls, right?).
- OH SNAP! Not only has he been to my home country – he’s been to my home CITY! This is totally Windsor!
Fate, my friends… sweet, new-world fate.
Freddie, if you’re out there, please know that I think you’re the tops. Your vids are effing dope, but it’s your Swedish Pronunciation soundboard that really won me over.
If this had existed when I went to school in Jonkoping, my life would have been a lot easier and less frustrating. Fantastic resource, but you should consider adding “Kok” (kitchen). That’s a confusing one for us Anglophiles… but oh, how I Lolled when I found out it’s actually pronounced “Shook” and not… well, you know.
Living in Sweden was pretty much a 24-hour LOLfest in general. The language is neat but like… funny as heck. Maybe that’s why Swedes are so cool.
Now, please enjoy FreddeGredde’s Cartoon theme medley. This is what sparked today’s obsession over here at laurenoutloud.com (Thanks Buzzfeed!):
I have taken the liberty of typing out all of the songs he sings and highlighting in pink the ones that made me spaz out and sing along. In green are the songs that made me go “wtf?”.
Some notable omissions include Sailor Moon, Doug, The Polka Dot Door, Muppet Babies, Pokemon, Pepper Anne, Sabrina (the animated series), Recess and Goof Troop. I know for a fact that they don’t get TVO in Sverige, but I swear I’ve seen some Disney.
Whatevs. The video still rules.
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Darkwing Duck “Let’s get Dangerous”
The Raggy Dolls
Smurfs (en francais!)
Winnie the Pooh
Denver the Last Dinosaur
Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers
Mumin (Based on a Finnish boiok)http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moomin_%281990_TV_series%29
Sonic the Hedgehog
My Little Pony
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