7 Quick Takes Friday!

7 Quick Takes Friday! October 7, 2011

So it’s Friday, again, like it is this day every week. Somehow the usual sweetness of Friday is totally lost to me today. Maybe it’s because we went to the fair on Monday and skipped schoolwork, so we have to make it up today. Maybe it’s because our usual weekend at my parent’s house is cancelled this weekend because my mom just had surgery and needs to recover in peace. Or maybe it’s because it’s cloudy outside.

Yeah, I’m pretty sure it’s the last one.

I’m not really that emo about it. Also, I cannot figure out if this person is a man or a woman. 
I have Seasonal Affective Disorder. No, really, I do. Yeah, I diagnosed myself, but that doesn’t make it any less true. 
When it’s cloudy, I’m sad. Not “a little blue,” but “I want to sit and watch TV and feel sorry for myself and damned if I’m not going to do it” sad. In that sense, living in the desert was good for me. It was almost never cloudy and rain was practically unheard-of. 
But alas, here we are back in Dallas, where October and November feature clouds and rain. 
I want the sun back!
Not the heat, though. Give me a cold, bright, crisp day and I’m in heaven. 
I Was Telling Sasha Feroce
This is not my sister-in-law. This is Beyonce.
just this morning that I’m really happy with how much they limit television in their house. The kids watch maybe three movies a week…maybe. The TV is always off until the littles are in bed, and then things get interesting, because I want to watch The Unit or Doctor Who, Sasha Feroce wants to watch Dancing with the Stars, and the Coach wants to watch Scrubs. 
And I really do mean what I said to her. I am very pleased with this new turn of events. The kids are playing outside more, using their imaginations more, and not being little zombies quite as much. 
Except that today I’d really just like to turn on the TV and go mope. Unfortunately, slacking is not allowed in this house. 
I miss slacking. I was so good at it. 
Can I Just Tell You How Difficult it Was to Find a Picture of Beyonce That Wasn’t

Seriously. You would think that someone with that much money could afford to cover her entire body. 
Apparently not. 
how is it that the entire world seems to have lost the not-exactly-subtle distinction between sexy and scary? 
Putting claws on your hand, frizzing your hair to extraordinary heights, wearing a black leotard and make-up from The Rocky Horror Picture Show really doesn’t scream “I’m attractive.” 
It actually says something more along the lines of “I’m slightly deranged and would like to eat your brains.” 
Why is this a confusing concept? 
Here’s a Visual Illustration of the Difference
(and incredibly confusing)
(and look! She’s wearing a whole half of a complete outfit! Good job, Beyonce. Maybe try pants next time.)
(also, again, very confusing. I understand why she’s holding her head like that.)
Surely I am not the only person who sees this distinction? 

this woman absolutely terrifies me. I cannot understand the appeal of her music, her bizarre outfits, or anything even tangentially related to her. Even her tweets annoy me.

Why does this monstrosity exist? Seriously, what is wrong with the world?

The only amusing thing to come out of the existence of Lady Gaga is this video.

Here is Something Completely Different Coming Out of Popular Culture

Actual music, brought to you by actual people who actually play instruments and actually read Chesterton.

Amazing. What’s even more amazing is that people like them.

This gives me hope that the world can recover from the existence of Lady Gaga.

(The following video has nothing to do with the rest of this post. I just love The Pogues.)

That’s all I’ve got today, guys. Happy weekend! Go and see Jen for more quick takes. 

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