Teachers Lounge Still Life
Author: branolive
the “single ladies” may have gone a little overboard on the gifts
me: Thanks, Law and Order SVU for teaching me rapists have a middle part
A: Speaking of middle parts, I taped Sister Wives
new family
They care about me. They just refuse to show it with words or actions.
Think this might be the reason for the 50% divorce rate… The Weddings section at B&N is twice the size of the Sex section… the Wedding only lasts one day…
Here’s what I love about Dylan: He was exactly as you’d expect he would be. He wouldn’t come to the rehearsal; usually, all these guys are practicing before the set in the evening. He didn’t want to take a picture with me; usually all the talent is dying to take a picture with me and Michelle before the show, but he didn’t show up to that. He came in and played “The Times They Are A-Changin’.” A beautiful rendition. The guy is so steeped in this stuff that he can just come up with some new arrangement, and the song sounds completely different. Finishes the song, steps off the stage… comes up, shakes my hand, sort of tips his head, gives me just a little grin, and then leaves… That was our only interaction with him. And I thought: That’s how you want Bob Dylan, right? You don’t want him to be all cheesin’ and grinnin’ with you. You want him to be a little skeptical about the whole enterprise.
President Obama on meeting Bob Dylan
(via warispeace)
are you gay? are you gay? cause if you’re not we’ll be married some day!
newly composed ditty inspired by devendra banhart
“you look like Marjorie!”
why thank you, I’ll be taking that as a compliment
(Source: http://www.youtube.com/)
In true Brannon fashion, I forgot to read the fine print on the invitation to my friend Katie’s wedding and I just realized it’s Black Tie! The only things I have that are remotely “Black Tie” are bridesmaid dresses from the many weddings I’ve been in.
So the hunt for a formal dress was on! I finally found something via bloomingdales.com and, alas, it’s $458! Not in the budget in the slightest! I considered buying it, wearing it and returning it but my track record with dancing and cocktails guarantees a spill… oh, and it would be dishonest. So, does anyone want to buy me a $458 dress?
funny stories/happy endings 