Ah, Thanksgiving. More on that blessed food/family guilt festival later, but this week is obviously a hectic one. I envision many people complaining about airports, their family, their vegan cousin who points out that they have nothing to eat and they’re FINE with that since Thanksgiving is essentially a killing rampage of epic proportion. But until then, the world is still turning, and there’s still news! I know! Even after the election, we still have things happening!
Finally functioning on full power after Sandy, which is more than I can say for my parents and relatives in Connecticut and New York. Let’s let the polls speak for us tomorrow when we get to…gauge responsiveness, shall we say. Speaking of which: tomorrow’s officially Election Day! I’ll be down at Democracy Plaza at 30 Rock, and I hope NYers come by and check it out. Even if you don’t DON’T FORGET TO VOTE!!! Let’s move downward, shall we?
While “We Are Never Getting Back Together” is the catchiest song since “Call Me Maybe”, I take huge exception to this quote in Rolling Stone by Taylor Swift: “You can’t kidnap a grown man!” While this is a true, bordering on obvious cops statement, let me put that in context: She was talking about her 18 year old boyfriend, Conor Kennedy. 18. He’s 18 years old. That is in no way a grown man. Take this journey with me…
Before anyone gets too excited, no, this is not a Springsteen/Kid Rock festival of actual political commentary, but rather a small playlist commemorating which songs best fit which political figures in this election season. Feel free to post agree/disagree, but don’t forget: if you can’t say anything nice…you’re probably already an internet commenter and the point is moot. Jam on!
This week has been nuts for nuts, since it’s almost Halloween and so everything is now revolving around costumes. Let’s just say there have been duct tape dresses, beanies, cat and pig ears and wigs…and we’re still a week and a half out from Halloween. But other things are apparently happening too! Moving on!
Sometimes, you just need to actually jammy jam out to the originals. I remember when ‘We Are Golden’ came out and I blasted this song so loud that my parents’ neighbors probably still remember the lyrics. Plus, I tend to think that every single Mika song is about my life and this one is no different. A tempestuous girl who barely listens to advice? Moi. However, it’s been MONTHS since I’ve screamed at anyone in French.
(PS: This song is from Mika’s new Origin of Love album and I highly recommend getting the whole album. But only if you like amazing music to which you can’t stop dancing.)
Weekends be crazy, am I right? Blah blah sports, blah blah it’s Pumpkin Spice Latte season, blah blah I’m suddenly in the market for a Glitzy the Pig costume. Moving on!
Last week, Joe Scarborough finally broke on Morning Joe. He yelled “OH SWEET JESUS” and covered his face in response to clip of Mitt Romney trying to start a “ROMNEY! RYAN!” cheer at a rally. This is the same reaction that Republicans have assuredly been having over the last 3 weeks. Since the moment that Mother Jones leaked the “47%” video, the Romney campaign has been playing extreme defense. This month, he’s making make a final push to get people to like (and vote for) the Romneytron 2000.
Fall has begun! The leaves are turning! We’re starting to break out our boots and retire our flip flops! Football! Sweaters! Pumpkin lattes/doughnuts/etc. We’re about a month away from the election, so let’s hit some newsballs. (That makes no sense. MOVING ON!)
I went to my friend’s sister’s wedding this past weekend (who just so happens to be my friend, too. Lurve you Amanda!) And I came to this conclusion: Weddings are a trap. They’re held in a beautiful place, the bar is open, you get to wear beautiful dresses, and there’s all night dancing, and once the cool friends start doing it, EVERYONE’S going to want to start. I’m on to your tricks, weddings.