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Love
Ginger Anyhow embroidered a series of 20 text messages she received that chronicles a relationship from February 2006 to April 2007. The final text ends on an open ended note that left me wondering and guessing. The blend of kitsch and technology here is oddly compelling for our inner voyeur.
I like that the reception and battery bars are stitched in as well.
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This music video for Gnarls Barkley's "Who's Gonna Save My Soul?" is a brutal literal recreation of what relationship breakups can feel like for some. Although that heart sort of reminds me of the California Raisins which is kind of distracting. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kTVSygNKAsg]
What say you?
Here are some responses given by young children when asked what "love" means to them:
Love is what makes you smile when you're tired. - Terri, 4Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK. - Danny, 7
"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." - Elaine, 5
Did you just finish throwing up? Me too. Will someone please tell Terri, Danny, Elaine, and Lauren that love is merely a subcortical chemical reaction at best and at worst, a fart of the heart?
Not sure why you'd want to, but read more dumb things stated by kids here.
We already know that Bill O'Reilly is a blustering, xenophobic douchebag whose allegiance to hate and bigotry is only second to his TV ratings and rubbing women with loofas. And while he explicitly explicates the "modus operandi" of Carribbean vacations, we know that his modus operandi on his show is to invite a "guest" and then cuts them off while yelling at them and calling them enemies of the State. As much as I dislike Geraldo and as much as I dislike listening to two 'pundits' screaming at one another, it's still good to see someone stand their ground against a bully on his own turf, even if it is another bully such as Geraldo.
My ears are still kind of bleeding from listening to these two, and I'm sure yours is as well, so I'm going to let the sweet, sweet voice of Jon Bon Jovi and the aural medicine that is "I'll Be There" sooth you:
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtzcOqv_P-4]
(Thanks Chloe!)