Sam Stone came home to his wife and family after serving in the conflict overseas.
It’s not all parades and cemeteries, you know:
I didn’t get much knitting done today, or anything else other than work. Boo. But we did eat some mighty fine pizza.
This is funny, coming on the heels of my last post, I know. But really, just get yourself ready because you’re about to be very very happy. I found this through Roger Ebert’s wonderful twitter feed (follow him, you’ll be happy about that too!):
Continue Reading–1 words totally
i ain’t afraid of no ghosts
click through for a gorgeous song
Do you like very sweet and beautiful harmony? Two girls with voices that mesh so softly and beautifully? Guitar? Ukulele? Feist? (of course you like Feist, 1234, Mushaboom, So Sorry, Sea Lion Woman, Inside and Out, My Moon My Man, Sesame Street for heaven’s sake!)
OK, these girls are not Feist, of course, but they’re singing one of her songs and I have now listened to it 7 times in a row. I place it here so I can always find it, and I hope it makes you feel the same sweet happiness:
I love those girls.
Fraggle Rock or Janelle Monae? How about Fraggle Rock AND Janelle Monae?
You’ll have to decide which is which:
The thrill of knitting, sung by the Doozers on Fraggle Rock:
And it’s really too bad I can’t embed this video because if you saw even a single frame, you’d click through to watch. So please take my word and at least give it a try: Janelle Monae (ft. Big Boi) singing Tightrope. When Marnie was here last week, I thought we’d watched it on YouTube but it’s not there now. Thank you Marnie for introducing me, and you’re welcome, to anyone who clicks through and finds a new true musical love.
ok go does it again – joy all around.
Gaga love continues.
I’m sorry, this has nothing whatsoever to do with knitting, but Gaga has me again. I couldn’t stop watching Bad Romance for weeks and weeks, nearly wore a groove in my iPod listening to the song to the exclusion of everything else. The video, oh the video.
And now: Telephone. Pure Lady Gaga wonder.
Delicious torture. Why do I love her so? I’m a 51-year old overly-serious woman. Must be something in my coffee.



























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