How can I be expected to sleep when it’s so hot and humid in my apartment? And, perhaps more importantly, when there are naked paintings of the president and his wife holding top hats and riding unicorns through the sky?
[via Wild Ammo; h/t Facebook]
This song is the reason why PhD programs in gender studies exist. How can you explain these two minutes of ear candy without years of research and in less than two hundred pages? I ask you.
It’s brought to you courtesy of the Taylor Sisters, another Australian act I came across while haunting Youtube the other morning. Originally it was done by the Cookies, who got to #33 on the American pop chart with it. (You can hear it on imeem.) Neither version is actually very memorable, though it’s led me to spend two full days trying to figure out if 36-21-35 is as crazy a measurement as I think it is.
Two Providence-area radio types recently interviewed a bunch of folks about their worst job experiences, and then made an audio documentary about the results. (Rhode Island has one of the highest unemployment rates in the country, by the way.) The resulting effort, That Job Sucked Anyway, premiered last week. It was mixed in front of a live audience, but now it’s available online through the Public Radio Exchange. (You can hear me in there, although they didn’t actually include the story about my worst job.) The results are kind of hilarious, although you can tell every single story caused its teller lots of misery and pain at the time.
You can listen to it here. You have to register to hear it, but it’s free.
Today:
terry richardson peeing
female pop chart one hit wonders of the
nude joe rogan
popinjays “vote elvis”
j.f.k. jr. naked
silje nes
cult prostitutes
horrible tattoos
rhode island underage dancer
Yesterday:
gabe saporta bi?
kim deal young
liveblog eurovision final
chhom nimol
david rakoff july 2009 (more…)
