If you’re not already familiar, those are all about 100 years old. Like, literally.
4 September, 2009
3 July, 2009
I know I keep saying that I’ve quit painting for good
but I probably need to make at least one painting of Gloria Estefan performing Coming out of the Dark* at the 1991 AMAs** before I can make good on that promise.
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* I had a brief moment of panic over the “out” in that song title, but “out of” is indeed a prepositional phrase, so the “out” is not capitalized. It took me, like, thirty seconds and some Googling to convince myself that it wasn’t an adverb. This is a new personal low for me. (North Americans, as a lot, seem pathologically unable to get it through their heads that prepositions aren’t capitalized in titles. Let’s not even start about people who don’t capitalize “it.” It’s a fucking pronoun, people; were you raised by wolves?)
** That was her first public performance after nearly a year of physical therapy following a horrific bus accident, of course, hence the tears and the standing ovation. It was inspirational. I am neither joking nor drunk, it’s worth pointing out.
20 June, 2009
Stop all presses
I can scarecely contain all of the feelings I’m feeling right now. Google Books has archived and made available online every issue of the Weekly World News from 1981–2007. It’s like I’ve been given a piece of my life back.