Today's Letter

Sesame Street may have to go back to being my favorite TV show.

I sat down with my niece this morning and watched a little Sesame Street, and was delighted to find all those Muppet-y puppets spoofing 'Glee' with a clip from 'the -G- club'. Most of the main characters are there, with the only named one being 'Mr. Geu', or 'Mr. Geuster' (Matthew Morrison is SO CUTE as a puppet!) and everyone breaking into song in preparation for some competition or other. Hilarious. How did I not know Sesame Street was the kindergarten set's answer to SNL? Watch:

Now I'm off to the YouTube to try to find the clip of the Street doing Downton Abbey. 'Upside Downton Abbey' - I AM SO EXCITED.

See? SO CUTE.

If ever there was a live-action Muppet, it's Finn (back right). 

*Clip and images property of of Sesame Street. Brought to you by the letters B and G, and the numbers 1, 2, and 3.

** I was also surprised to find, per my labels, this is not the first time I've blogged about Sesame Street. Huh.

Ten Things - Part 5

5
LESS IS NOT NECESSARILY MORE.
Being a child of modernism I have heard this mantra all my life. Less is more. One morning upon awakening I realised that it was total nonsense, it is an absurd proposition and also fairly meaningless. But it sounds great because it contains within it a paradox that is resistant to understanding. But it simply does not obtain when you think about the visual of the history of the world. If you look at a Persian rug, you cannot say that less is more because you realise that every part of that rug, every change of colour, every shift in form is absolutely essential for its aesthetic success. You cannot prove to me that a solid blue rug is in any way superior. That also goes for the work of Gaudi, Persian miniatures, art nouveau and everything else. However, I have an alternative to the proposition that I believe is more appropriate. ‘Just enough is more.’






Linky full essay blah blah

Fwends

I'm coming in just under the wire today, so I'll skip the controversial, politically-charged, debate-generating, blood-spilling topic I had in mind and go right to something nearer the heart:

I have awesome friends. *insert shower of sparkly confetti here*

It's true. I have a real knack for cozying up to the smartest, coolest, most engaging people in the room and convincing them to let me hang around. Tonight was Girls' Night Out with a group of ladies I've known since high school, and they are opinionated, intelligent, cheerful, encouraging, interested, grounded, and have terrific senses of humor. We always have fun when we're together, generally spending the better part of the evening talking and sharing experiences. These are good people, some of the best people, and they're mine!

My friends tend to be funny, talented, creative, and involved. They care about others, and do their best to lead, teach, and support. They are some of the world's greatest story- and joke-tellers. They can take it, they can dish it, and they'll love you all the more for it at the end of the evening. My friends are people who make things happen, in their jobs, their families, their creative outlets. They express themselves well, and are always interested in learning something new. They'll be the first to help when help is needed, and are savvy enough to spot a scam before it hits. My friends fight for the ones they love, gleefully recount victories, and commiserate over defeats. My friends have fun, and feel good about themselves in the morning. My friends are people who help you want to be more and better than you are, and have every confidence that you can.

If you're a friend of mine, you belong with this group I've described. Sometimes I think one of my greatest talents is finding the best kinds of friends!

(I feel like this post should probably have a Disney soundtrack. Just choose your favorite "friend" tune and hum along.)

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As a gift to the girls who share my North and South fixation (and as a tribute to the fantastically awesome, talented, hilariously sarcastic friend who sent me the link) here's an interview to brighten any fangirl's day. Enjoy!

An Oily Solution

1) Apparently, you can even use duct tape to patch an oil leak on your car.

2) Also, there are still mechanics out there who will work for Dr. Pepper and donuts (if you know where to look.)

I love it when car repair comes together so well.

Day 5 - Feels Like Longsuffering

I hurt.

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And, in other news: