Listening to Sleigh Bells is like going to an ironic 80s-themed party and unironically enjoying the shit out of yourself, dancing around in a neon headband and punching the air. 

Ever the latecomer, I only discovered the noise pop duo over the weekend via SNL — one of the most consistently funny episodes in a while, thanks to Maya Rudolph — and I’ve already bought both of their albums, the latter of which dropped a few hours ago (which makes me cool now, right?).

In a way, they remind of one of my favorite bands, OK Go, in that they’re both just so much goddamned fun. From the presentation to the catchy pop hooks, both groups have that kind of semi-hipstery self-awareness that allows them to not take themselves too seriously. And there’s something about not taking yourselves too seriously that gives you the breathing space to do something pretty cool, whether it’s combining ethereal vocals with power chords and 808s, or choreographing dance numbers on treadmills. 

There’s also something about SB and OK Go that appeals to my inner teen and outer dance fiend. I’ve only seen OK Go in concert (and by “only” I mean four times), but judging from the one-woman dance parties I’ve been holding in my living room, a la Alexis Krauss around 2:10, something tells me Sleigh Bells is even more awesome live. 

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some unironic air-punching to do. 

Mailed out the last batch of homemade holiday treats! Chocolate-covered honeywheat pretzels, white chocolate Oreo truffles, dark chocolate Oreo truffles, and candy cane fudge. 

Tangentially related: If I have any more sugar this week, I’ll turn into Buddy the Elf. 

Courtesy of Facebook Timeline, I’ve invented a new game. Pick an old, ambiguous wall post, and ask yourself, “WTF is this person talking about?” and let the memories roll in…

EXAMPLE: “Ed’s doing okay. He wasn’t in too bad shape this morning, a bit sore. Hope you’re feeling alright.” Question: WTF is this person talking about? Answer: The time we got into a car accident back in college after late-night KBBQ!

…Which, frankly, is less alarming than the alternative that popped into mind.

“But your taste, the thing that got you into the game, is still killer, and your taste is why your work disappoints you. […] It is only by going through a volume of work that you will close that gap, and your work will be as good as your ambitions.” - Ira Glass on Storytelling

It’s good to occasionally be reminded. 

BSG bobbleheads made in our likeness. Who could ask for a better wedding gift?! 

“Men are from Caprica, women are from the colony.” - the card from Vic’s hilarious childhood friend, Eldy. 

I’ve stayed off Tumblr for the last few months, for the most part, so I wouldn’t turn into one of those disgustingly twee regular bloggers-turned-ALL ME ALL THE TIME wedding bloggers. But our save-the-date was, in my humble opinion, full of awesomesauce, and I think it’s time we shared it with the internets. I consider this a prime use of our Six Flags season passes. 

Barely slept last night. Stayed up until 3am to handcraft a cake topper and table numbers, then was abruptly awoken by a nightmare about centerpieces (I kid you not). Wedding week madness, welcome. Tomorrow, off to the LA Flower Mart at the crack of dawn for wholesale roses! Yaaay.

dear-photograph:

Dear Photograph,
I was astounded, but I hadn’t had time to consider what I was seeing.
Mark Yokoyama

I was in Mr. Ritter’s AP US History class sophomore year, when another teacher knocked on the door and pulled him aside. When he returned, he had an odd expression on his face and said, “The most incredible thing just happened.” Incredible, as in, impossible to believe. It was the first time I’d heard the word “incredible” used that way. “Someone crashed a plane into the Twin Towers in New York.” 

The rest of the day is a scared blur. Students looking out windows, wondering what came next, hearing snippets of news throughout the day. One of my classmates was crying in Chemistry because her mom was in Manhattan for work, I think. I actually don’t remember too much else that day. Incredible to think it’s already been 10 years. 

(via noelduan)

melissadahl:

mmmfeminism:

blaaargh:

from georgechamoun:
“This is what I’ve been working on for the last three weeks. It’s the result of a workshop in Fine Arts with the theme “icons” (computer icons/celebrities/fashion icons/religious icons, etc).

“I chose to work with movie icons from two different eras. This project has been a lot about ideals, patterns and anatomy. I named the project Iconatomy from the words “icon” and “anatomy.”

“I have worked with a collage technique, but in a computer, which for me is a first. I am really pleased with the end product and I want to develop this concept further.”

The freshest thing ive seen in a while. 

I cannot stop looking at this.

That is pretty awesome. Funny, the other day we were watching “I Dream of Jeannie,” and Vic commented that Larry Hagman’s modern day doppleganger is Rob Lowe. I think Larry Hagman looks more like Jason Bateman, who looks an awful like Jerry O’Connell, which is my roundabout way of saying I would love to see more of this. Very cool. 

Pottermore! I found the Magical Quill and everything. Now why won’t you let me access the beta site? How else will I share my fanart of Draco and Hermione flying Buckbeak over Hogsmeade while drinking butterbeer and drunkenly yelling “Expelliarmus!” at mail owls?