What a week this has been. I feel like complete crap. I called out sick Wednesday with some head trouble and today I’m at home in my sweats, watching football (it’s a bit more palatable now that I’m on the fantasy football horse), battling the barf monster. This is a real bummer, as I had big plans for tonight. Also, I don’t like hanging around the house, puking. I don’t know what’s going on with…
Dear D of Bitter/Books fame recently threw a can of Drank my way because of its sheer awesomeness, and in the interest of science, I decided to document my first encounter with it. I just want to point out how tough it was to make this video while trying not to fall asleep. I think my delirium can be blamed for the silly sound effects, too. Drinking Drank like it’s meant to be drunk from…
My loud neighbor from Lindsey Turner on Vimeo. Two things: 1. It is kind of amazing that he’s not watching Family Guy, his standard fare. Don’t get me started on Family Guy. I won’t be able to stop. 2. Nice frizz, spinster cat lady.
My friend Tamara and I geeked out on band memories while chatting tonight and somehow this video came out of it. Our high school band played “Purgatorio” (Robert W. Smith) our junior year. (I found the CD and set the song to random pictures of flowers and fruit and the sky; don’t get too excited about production values.) Purgatorio from Lindsey Turner on Vimeo. Here‘s what this piece should sound like. I recall having several…
In preparation for some upcoming web projects I’ll be doing for work, I’ve been asked to teach myself how to shoot and edit video. Considering I am the world’s worst teacher AND the world’s worst student, this has been no small feat. I began my torrid romance with iMovie a scant eight hours ago, and this piddly nugget of pointlessness is all I have to show for it. This video is as lousy as it…
It’s a stupid video but man oh man I love this song. All you JT haters can step off.
I love it when music finds me at the right time and I don’t have to do any work. I was getting sick of all my CDs and suddenly my friend Ay swoops in with a disc of ditties that I’ve not been able to stop listening to for two straight days. I’ve not even been able to pause it for long enough to listen to another CD she made me. I sure hope that…
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