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Reblogging (a) because she is incredible and (b) because I want to make sure that Garrett has seen this. Garrett, omg, have you seen this???
i'm lindsay. when not blogging photos of my cat or my food or my cat with my food, i teach yoga. i live in brooklyn.
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Take Me With U, Prince
Though the substitution of u for you offends my sensibilities, this is a pretty amazing song, and Meaghan has asked me to blog about it, and you guys, YOU GUYS: I don’t care where we go/I don’t care what we do/I don’t care pretty baby/Just take me with you. SO good, right? Just take me with you, OK? Ok. That’s all.
Romance 2k10 (alternate title: The Perils of Living in Greenpoint)
‘Honey, I love you. Do you love me?’ asked the old man who lives on my block when I passed him on the sidewalk today. This is a man in his seventies who who spends most of his time sitting in his first floor window, a window that I walk by every day, smiling and waving as I go, while he blows kisses or plays guitar or laughs like a crazy person. He is the man who stood up on his tip toes (because he’s very short and I, somedays, am very tall) and kissed me on the cheek in the middle of the street last September in a sort of ambush.
His voice sounded serious. I wanted to stop and say, ‘Well, it’s complicated,’ but I was in a hurry and I knew that if I stopped that he would try to kiss me again so I just said, ‘Yep!’ and jogged by as he called out, ‘Ok! See you soon, Mami. I’ll wait for you!’
Yes. I’ll wait for you. He said that. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?
And to think: I used to be loved by men in guyliner.
My dear friend Chris was kind enough to direct me to the Dragulator last night. After Dragulating myself four dozen times, the next and natural step was to Dragulate Ollie. Results above.
70 Million, Hold Your Horses
Video from Flavorwire and brought to my attention by the lovely Kelsey who encourages us to rock out with our art history cocks out.
Also on the list of things about which I’m terribly sad? The end of the Olympics.
Mary Carillo: My love for you is pure and true. See you in 2012.
The inbox on my phone says that I have negative two messages. What does that mean? I’m not a math teacher, but I’m pretty sure that it’s impossible to have -2 emails; even so, the situation is making me feel terribly sad.
Happy Blogiversary!
Wow, two years.
Here is a link to the last page of my blog: http://meaghano.com/page/260
It’s about me being a nanny, mostly. (!!!)
I’m glad that the first page of Meaghan’s blog reveals me as someone who was once hit on by lead singers of bands wearing guyliner. That’s how I’d like to be remembered. Make that my epitaph, ok?
Here lies Lindsay. She was loved. Mostly by men in guyliner.
Also, I didn’t actually drop the cancer line. That was someone else. Someone else who will remain [redacted].
Be Here Now, Mason Jennings
God, I LOVE this song.
Also, Meaghan, it has occurred to me that I have your copy of Be Here Now and should give it back to you.
(M, are you embarrassed that I just outed you as an owner of Be Here Now? If so, I’ll retract my statement. But will give you your book back anyway. XO!)
