Today's the Day...

...That this goes out on the internet:

Commissiooooon, Commission. (repetition of melodic/percussive light-motif) Commission!
Yes, that was a Fiddler on the Roof reference.

Reb Tevye = Dr. Zarkov, bitches.

COM-ISH

Moulin Rouge movie poster rip off?
You got it.

So It Goes.

Who are these people.
Who were these people.
What have we become.

Photography Blitz

It's all digital, Wimp.
It's been cold. I learned how to bake bread today and now all I want to do is bake bread all day long. You let the yeast rise and play a game of Scrabble then punch the dough down then hang out and drink coffee and talk to your friends and punch the dough down again and put it in the oven then let it bake and help your roommate make yogurt.
Then the bread is done and you eat it with fancy cheese and your yogurt roommate and your other roommate.
Biggidy-BLAM-O, what a day.

Star Awards = Dress Up Party

K.B.D. R.R.Y. K.B.D. R.R.Y.
People get awarded for all sorts of things. Take the breast cancer my Mom has been dealing with for the past two years. No please, take it. She doesn't want it any more and I'd just as soon erase the whole ordeal from her life. Anyway, she got an award tonight, recognizing her breast cancer public awareness campaign AKA her life. We got dressed up and went to a fancy hotel ballroom to eat, drink, and applaud. For cancer. And not taking it laying down.