Saturday, April 21, 2012

Your Daily Dose of Culture, Right Here. Compliments of Opera Gallery & George Washington. Cause He Saves Children, But Not The British Children.

Lincoln was pretty awesome, but not as much as Washington.  You're daily dose of Washington is right here.. Catch it.



Uh, this might need to be my new homescreen picture....TBD
  Can I buy ALL of these?  Only takes money.  Shaking my money maker, currently....

BI POLAR BEAR

  LOL.  That's me.  Fo sure.  Soho street art at it's finest.

Trip Down Memory Lane, Volume 2

 

Send ME on my way, to Curacao!  After Paris and Belgium.  Cheers!



Change Your Shoes, Change Your Life. Volume 365.

  Shopping in Soho with Mexican surprise begs question: how many shoes DOES ONE NEED?  Infinite number?  Potentially....
So go on YOUR OWN shopping spree...strike a pose and get some new shoes.  Yours are looking pretty rank...just saying.
And do it in style....Paulo Nutini Style...

This Just In: Paris Still Loves New York! LOVEFEST! Please Allow Me to Introduce You to: Josephine de Saint Seine

 
Met this fabulous lady at my new fav store: Religion in Soho.  Check it out.  And check out her amazing artwork.  She's an artist from France (not Mars people, puh-lease).   Her scarf rocks too.  Whole package going on.  She loves NYC.  I love Paris (and happen to be going there sometime in the next few months FYI).  Good ole fashioned LOVEFEST!  So get your France on in style, with Josephine de Saint Seine.  Syling with the best of 'em.  Right here:

 (not sure which because my browser is acting up) 

...and ENJOY Yourself already!   It's Saturday night!  With Mick.  Pleased to meet you...




Words With Friends. Volume 5. Mission Accomplished. Hit It And Quit It.





Hit it and quit it. End of story.

Thank god for friends.
  I get by with a little help from my friends.  Do you?  You should too.  Do it here in style....

Baby On Board

Apparently it is back in style to post Baby on Board stickers on your car.  Remember those?  Like, oh, well in THAT case,
I won't drive like a homicidal maniac around your VAN, because there's a baby in there.  Right.  And if you believe THAT ONE, I got a car to sell you outside.  Complete with baby on board.

Surprise! You're a Mexican. Your Daily Dose of Mexican Culture Comin' At Ya.


Suprised?  I am. 

I am now officially Mexican.  Learned a lot about the Mexican and Spanish culture.  Like a bunch of curse words in Spanish.  Did you know, that "Me cago en tu madre" is "I shit on your mother"?  Or that "No mames" means "Don't suck".  Learn something new every day.  Like how much of my tax refund I can spend in one day, with one person in Soho....apparently, a LOT, FYI.

So get your Latin American on, and shake it up with this little ditty.  Salsa dancing anyone??



Come Waste Your Time With Me

And get wasted??   You won't regret it.  Viva la crepe!!

Writing on the Wall N'Synch With Your Daily Dose of Call Me Maybe, Comin' At Ya!

Here we go, your daily dose of call me maybe in synch with your daily dose of writing on the wall.  Change your life, and listen to call me maybe.
And read the writing on the wall.  And weep.  Laugh.  Roll your eyes even.  All the same to me.
Well HELLO there.  What are you? 
Some asian creature.  Occupies St. Marks.  FYI.
Easy.  Like taking candy from a baby.
Hit the easy button on life.  Get your easy right HERE.
We're going green!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Three two one, contact.
How you see the world depends on how you look.
Looking pretty good here.  Call me, maybe?

Roof With A View. Hallelujah.




I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah





Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah


Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you









She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah



Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah




Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah


There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah


Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah






Maybe there’s a God above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It’s not a cry you can hear at night
It’s not somebody who has seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah


Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah











You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well, really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah


Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah





I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come (TO LONDON)to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah






Hallelujah, Hallelujah







Hallelujah, Hallelujah





Hallelujah, Hallelujah











Hallelujah, Hallelujah








Hallelujah, Hallelujah


Hallelujah, Hallelujah






Hallelujah, Hallelujah





Hallelujah, Hallelujah


Hallelujah, Hallelujah








Hallelujah







Hallelujah













Hallelujah