That popsicles exist is incredible. We had to invent so many things to get to this point.
This is the best ad I’ve ever seen. (It’s the Quik commercial that landed him the role of Batman.) I love this man and will forever raise a glass of chocolate milk to him.
I highly recommend you check out the YouTube channel/persona “Poppy,” which is to internet video what Tim and Eric Awesome Show Great Job was to basic cable and what Pee Wee’s Playhouse was to children’s programming. There’s an obnoxious Wired article going around about it (which is how I discovered it, so thanks for that, Wired, although your tone was super condescending) which makes me suspect I hate most of its fanbase (skews heavily toward “my imaginary girlfriend”/”solve this mystery” obsession), so maybe you should avoid reading anything about it at all. But the video art itself? Very, very worthy. Extremely funny. Extremely well-observed.
Dyed my hair blueblack today. I may be a little excited about Wonder Woman.
Brian says: Did you dye it with the tears of men?
Romie: Sort of? I made my husband apply it and he was very stressed out by the fear he might (1) fail to dye my hair (2) accidentally dye several other surfaces (3) or both.
Brian: I’m just referring to the guys who are getting very upset about the all-women screenings of Wonder Woman.
Romie: I have been following the strategy of screening messages from those guys. I throw up blocks like they’re missle-deflecting gold bracelets.
Nic says: I used to do blue-black – kind of miss it.
Romie: It is one of very few colors my hair hasn’t previously been! I’m liking it.
Carrie says: Hoo boy just found out BDS Lebanon is boycotting, so my outfit is changing (adding my purple kafia). I realize this is not enough but my ticket is bought already and I do want to go.
Romie: When you’re a member of (or ally of) mutiple sometimes-overlapping oppressed populations, I suspect it’s somewhat revolutionary to be joyful when there is an opportunity to feel delight—to find hope in the community of other imperfect strivers.
I like the kafia idea.
Acevedo: [tosses back long dark locks] you were saying….?
Angie says: GREAT excuse for a selfie, tbh!!
Romie: INSTEAD I CRASH A MAN’S SELFIE
Angie: SO WOMAN, MUCH WONDER
Summer: Your clothes match. I’m agog.
Romie: Mine isn’t clothes; it’s a blanket. We match on many levels but “comfortable ambient temperature” is not one of them.
Angela says: My purple turned red; am considering spinning in place until am brunette and in satin tights myself.
Andrea: Totally thought about doing this, too!!! Solidarity cloaked in midnight blues!!!
As a way to start the day, I recommend the Brett Domino Trio’s nine-letter word song. (I can’t find a separate video of just the song, but this should jump you to the right minute of the show. The whole episode is good.) I used it to fine-tune my brain before reading a pile of poetry submissions.
For your enjoyment, a video of gold glitter paint dissolving in slow motion in water. The glitter precipitates out as the paint moves through the water. You’re safe to mute the music and play whatever song seems right. (Hat tip to filmmaker Matt Knight, who I know nothing about beyond that he made this and put it on Vimeo.)