The Appledore crew represents… just another night at Gilbert’s.
Found on the blog of Oneside, a band that plays at Gil’s. I can’t believe I missed this rendition. (Oh right. I was at a wedding.)
Oneside will be back on the 24th of October. (The boat boys will be here too, but it is unknown if the bow-ties will make an appearance.)
Bun B feat. Lil’ Wayne - Damn I’m Cold
(via Cocaine Blunts)
Literally. We’re dipping into the brrrrrrrrrr tonight. Not quite a hard frost, but it’s chilly. Two layers of chilly!
Primary flashback.
The strikingly similar images above are from (left to right) sibling photographers Samantha Appleton (who was on the road with the Obama campaign), and Mike Appleton (with the Clinton campaign).
Some of Samantha’s photos of Obama can be seen here, here or on her website (Index: Multimedia).
Some of Mike’s photos of Clinton can be seen on his website (Index: Hillary Up and Down), or here and here.
Local cats with parallel mice.
penelope - pinback
hand clap mix.
Music association: Nataaaaalia. College frosh roommate. Lodge Rats forev’ah.
Another Frightening Show About the Economy
This American Life helped my brain understand a tid bit more about the who, the what and the why in regard to the current financial crisis and the implications of the bailout plan.
I don't taste soap.
You know when you’ve eaten food and there’s a specific taste, but you don’t know what makes it taste quite so? Recently, I discovered the distinct crisp taste of cilantro.
Now, I know cilantro, and we are in love.
Oh, Sweet Tea
Today I caught up with a loud southern belle of a blond, Frances, a friend from college who still lives in the fair city of Charleston. I got the latest in breakup-makeup-make out news (many of my friends still live in the Chuck), and among other things learned that King Street now has an Apple store. Whoa!
I was relieved to hear that the Dirty Silver Dollar, Moes, Kickin’ Chicken, Norm’s and Salty Mike’s are all still as grimy and situated exactly where I left them, four years ago. Even Calhoun still works the door at the Dollar. Much as remained the same, but guess what…. there’s a new cocktail in town!
You heard it here first: Firefly Sweet Tea Vodka, distilled a half hour away from Charleston is all the rage. Ok, let me repeat: Sweet Tea Vodka. According to the Esquire Frances Stern, bars throughout the city haven’t been able to keep the stuff in stock it’s been so popular.
Hot day? Sweet Tea Vodka on the rocks with lemon sounds divine.
Unfortunately you can’t buy it online (yet) but hopefully Fran will remember to send me a bottle.
05102008 (via citizen higgs)
Russell Higg’s series of daily portraits are always a sweet morsel of awesome and today’s is no exception.
Alison made a stop motion video of a peace parade led by her children Alexander and Iselin.
I’ve known the twins since they were six months old. Kids grow up SO FAST!
(via Vimeo)
“We cannot expect one man to heal every wound, to solve every major crisis of policy. So much of the Presidency, as they say, is a matter of waking up in the morning and trying to drink from a fire hydrant. In the quiet of the Oval Office, the noise of immediate demands can be deafening. And yet Obama has precisely the temperament to shut out the noise when necessary and concentrate on the essential. The election of Obama—a man of mixed ethnicity, at once comfortable in the world and utterly representative of twenty-first-century America—would, at a stroke, reverse our country’s image abroad and refresh its spirit at home. His ascendance to the Presidency would be a symbolic culmination of the civil- and voting-rights acts of the nineteen-sixties and the century-long struggles for equality that preceded them. It could not help but say something encouraging, even exhilarating, about the country, about its dedication to tolerance and inclusiveness, about its fidelity, after all, to the values it proclaims in its textbooks. At a moment of economic calamity, international perplexity, political failure, and battered morale, America needs both uplift and realism, both change and steadiness. It needs a leader temperamentally, intellectually, and emotionally attuned to the complexities of our troubled globe. That leader’s name is Barack Obama.”
The New Yorker endorses Obama.
Unsurprising, but beautifully written.
via leilacohan:xyzprincess:frannyandzooey:obama08