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How about a little bit of THIS to start your week off right?
“Feed the Screen Cap” won my Tumblog of the week designation this morning, nary two hours into the work week, based on its simplicity and hilarity and its not-so-vague similarity to that scene in Family Guy where Peter feeds Tom Selleck baked beans from a can…
But then I discovered Lana Del Who and, well… you guys can share the title this week. Let’s feed a screencap of Lana Del Ray Liotta some baby carrots to celebrate:
Speaking of web hotness, the Freelancer Fred advice meme is pretty solid. Depressingly accurate, which makes it all the more solid.
Third and yes, least, The Grammys happened last night.
I’m not into watching celebrity award shows on TV, mainly because most of these shows happen during the winter months when the thought of streaming sunny Los Angeles into my living room fill me with RAGE — and also because most award shows are boring, save for the red carpet fashion coverage.
You know what isn’t boring though? All of the reactionary web content produced during and after the shows. Those snarky Monday morning blog posts, the hilarious animated gifs and, of course, the live Tweets.
Like many people my age, I’ve given up the passive act of “watching television”. Instead, I split my focus between the TV screen, the laptop screen and the smartphone screen, commenting on everything that strikes me as interesting in real time, discussing it with thousands of other people who are all simultaneously caught up in the very same act of synchronized mass cultural consumption.
The programs on TV have become secondary to the mass conversations at our fingertips. Watch the Royal Wedding on a couch in front of the TV? That is SO 2008.
Well, no… It’s 2011, but only because that’s when the wedding actually happened.
Anyhoo, I didn’t watch the Grammys at all because I was driving home to the city from my parents’ house, listening to intelligent public radio programs like the big word user that I am.
From what the Internet tells me, this is what happened last night:
I wonder what she’ll pull out for the next soiree?
Meanwhile, Katy Perry was all like “La la la, I kissed a girl and I liked itttt” with her blue everything while Gaga quietly clutched a sceptre in her seat…
Easy there, Queen Beryl.
From what I gather, not much else of interest happened on the show outside of one Chris Brown performance that turned hundreds of American girls into insensitive fools and one Andy Levy into a comedian for the evening.
I’d love to go to the Grammys one day and interview some of these people on the red carpet. I’d love a lot of things, like some Habitant French-Canadian pea soup for dinner and a passport photo that doesn’t make me look like I’m about to burn things.
BONUS: Here’s another photograph of my brother’s new cat via my Instragram feed…
And a photo of a photo of my parents at 29. That’s Nicki Minaj’s age, don’t you know.