Look at your reflection in the mirror. You’re a creature of the night...– Sam Emerson, The Lost Boys
The Black Kids - I’m Not Gonna Teach Your...
Pogo - Lost (from Alice in Wonderland)
Rainbow Connection - Kermit the Frog
Right Brain/Left Brain
Which way is the dancer spinning? the first time I looked at the image the dancer was spinning clockwise. After a second I could make the image spin in the opposite direction and after a few more seconds I could make the dancer bounce back and forth between clockwise and counter-clockwise. As seen in the Herald Sun -> The Right Brain vs Left Brain test … do you see the dancer turning...
Elton John - Tiny Dancer
Sunday I ran over a nail and popped my rear tire which sent me sliding all over the road. Luckily I was able to bring the bike to a stop in the upright position just inches away from hitting a new BMW. Between work and prior commitments I’ve made I won’t have time to repair it until Wednesday evening. Which means until them I’m walking or taking the bus. EW!
I loathe the bus. There has to be a more dignified mode of transportation.– Samantha, Sixteen Candles
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Lights & Music
So much going on this month, I thought a bullet list was in order tonight I’m going out dancing with friends. tomorrow Lights Down Low @ 222 club Moped Monday Something! @ the Cat Club on the 16th The Presets @ Mezzanine on the 21st Von Iva @ Bottom of the Hill on the 23rd
IN CASE OF EMERGENCY BREAK GLASS! I want one, but I wouldn’t be putting worthless coins in mine. I’d be shoving $20 bills in there.
The Presets new album Apocolypso drops in the U.S. next week on May 13th and it is amazing! I got to listen to it all the way through yesterday and had a hard time picking just one favorite song to post up today. A lot of the songs have been circulating for a while now on music blogs, etc. so I chose to pick two that aren’t quite as popular, plus I just love it. Enjoy! The Presets...
The Presets - If I Know You
I am the girl that falls down the stairs, that trips over the cracks in the ground, her own two feet, even the air. I run into walls and into doors. I’m costantly running my legs into tables and chairs and desks. I’ve got scars and cuts up and down my arms, legs and hands. I’m clumsy by design, but put me in rollerskates and I float and fly like a bird. I twirl and glide...