Birthday bash!

My friends and I THREW DOWN on Friday night for my birthday, rapidly-gettin'-old-style! First we went to see a high school dance performance, and then we ate some pizza, and then we went home and went to bed! In all honesty, it was exactly the kind of night I wanted to have - quality time with some of my favorite people, maw stuffed with 'za, a couple of glasses of wine, and a warm bed. I did get a bit nuts by double fisting the cupcakes:


PARTY ON!

Mad Men is back!!

There was a gaping void in my life on Sunday nights after Downton Abbey's second season ended in February... but thank goodness, Mad Men returned last night! And what a return it was, as the fifth season premiere showed us everything from a bean ballet to a Roger sashay. My major takeaway from last night, however, was this:


An astronaut gone, but not forgotten!

A marvelous dancer!

I took dance lessons for ten years. I took tap and jazz and ballet. I loved it, but I was never as good as this prairie dog.



I've considered taking up dancing again, but I'd never reach these sorts of creative heights.

Via

This one's for Lindy and Syd

We grooved to this jam last night at DC's (and possibly the world's) best dance party, Fatback. We're going again next month, right? My muscles should have recovered from 6 hours of dancing by then. LOVE Y'ALL!!!!

This happened in Detroit, naturally

Why, you say? Because Detroit is the best, duh! I love Detroit.



It's lousy with holiday cheer around here. Via Gawker.

Hump day treat: The Salsa Dog!

Well this is just marvelous.



That pup's got better moves than I do!

Glee Recap, Ophelia Style!

My main takeaway from last night's Glee is that apparently, this season is only about abs:


I am taking donations for lipsuction, if anyone wants to contribute!

These Glee tribute episodes are never that great. Don't get me wrong - any Glee is better than no Glee! But so often in the tribute episodes, the songs are shoved in with a paper thin storyline that just feels forced. At least in the Madonna and Lady Gaga installments the cast was presented with some material that allowed them the opportunity to stretch their vocal chords - all this one really did was remind America, in case we forgot, that Britney Spears can't sing. Is she a pop culture icon? Sure. Is she a 90s sex symbol? Yes, especially before that unfortunate weave started eating her head. Is she one of the better dancers I've ever seen? Absolutely. But she cannot sing, her songs are the product of autotune gone wild, and in a show about singing MAYBE A BRITNEY SPEARS TRIBUTE EPISODE IS NOT THE BEST CHOICE!!!

My goodness, I am very worked up about this, it turns out! I know how to calm down:


Mmmm, that's better. Next week on Glee: who knows, but I bet it'll be ab-riffic.

Here's a video I love

The pelvic thrusts he does are what make it extra special.

Remembering what's important

On Saturday, I went with two old friends and two new friends to Fatback, an amazing dance night at Bohemian Caverns on U Street. It was a sweat-tastic booty shaking great time, but in the middle of it all, we took a moment to throw up our arms and salute the memory of the Touchdown Jesus. Gone but not forgotten, old pal.