Dan Sultan - Old Fitzroy.

Oldie but a goodie.

Just re-discovered this song and video.

Hi abandoned Tumblr,

Today I bought a car which is Phase II of moving home to Australia. (Phase I was getting a job, Phase III is finding a home).

Purple Rain was playing as I left the dealership which basically made me feel like a total boss.

xx Alice

Just the fact that these two love Bill makes me love them even more.

Bill is a New York legend and national treasure. Basically.

calvinklein:

New York Times’ Bill Cunningham told us he had biked all the way from an event downtown up to the Met Gala on 82nd street. Just like that. He is a rockstar!

(via meredithbklyn)

I have a total couple crush on Zoe Lister Jones and Daryl Wein. Which sounds creepily like I want to be at a party where they throw their keys in a bowl. But no.

I enjoyed Breaking Upwards, they seem adorable, and now they wrote this move, Lola Versus which looks a LOT like something I will enjoy.

So good for them, power creative collaboration couple.

SHIVERS everybody, I got actual SHIVERS.

Game on Sorkin. Don’t blow it this time.

popculturebrain:

TV Promo: HBO’s The Newsroom

From Aaron Sorkin, starring Jeff Daniels. Emily Mortimer, Alison Pill, Dev Patel, John Gallagher, Jr., Olivia Munn, Thomas Sadoski , Sam Waterston, and Jane Fonda.

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breakfast table conversation

I mentioned to my Mum that Earl Scruggs died.

Then she told me a story that basically went ” You know we saw him play, at the Grand Ole Opry (in Nashville). We didn’t know he was going to be on, and when he came on stage your father leaped out of his chair and started yelling. It was probably the most excited he’s ever been”

My heart broke a little.

And then conversation moved on to how old Earl would have been 80 in the shade and had a pretty good innings.

These West Wing set photo booth photos bring me a lot of joy.

Also, this excerpt from Joshua Malina’s Wiki which I hope to God is true and not a wiki-lie

He stole some of Bradley Whitford’s letterhead stationery and used it in an elaborate prank. At the suggestion of co-star Janel Moloney, Malina sent a $200 Valentine’s Day bouquet to season-six newcomer Jimmy Smits that included a card crafted on Whitford’s stolen letterhead stating: “Jimmy, You are a delight. I enjoyed every moment we’ve had together. Be my Valentine.”

joshuamalina:

From my TWW archives.

I need more girlfriends who enjoy Formula One.

Because I have dude friends who I can talk to about grid positions, my blind faith in Schumi’s return and irrational hatred of Mark Webber.

But no one to say “daaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyym Jenson Button” to.

Important information for nyc humans:

fatmanatee:

Frying Pan is scheduled to open on Saturday.

Gosh this makes me miss long afternoons on the Hudson with buckets of Coronas.

And the girl who loved them.

If you know anyone ANYONE in Sydney at the moment, you’ll know that we can’t stop complaining about the rain. Sydney-siders HATE bad weather. Mostly because we’re spoiled and it’s usually, basically, magical.

Over the last couple of weeks I’ve been living over by the beach, back when it was sunny. Basically soaking up some of the best of Sydney.

On a walk I discovered there’s a lady pool up in the rocks south of Coogee - McIvers Baths. It’s basically delightful even if it sounds entirely daggy. Sure there are lots of lesbians, but also lots of grannies, groups of Jewish and Muslim ladies, and standard eastern beaches backpackers. The area consists of a series of ledges and grassy knolls and rocky outcrops that lead down to the ocean pool. It’s all a bit nymph-like and calming.

Did I mention it costs 20cents to get in? Yep, 20cents. What can you buy for 20cents these days? Nothing.

One day I was there, sitting next to a group of teenage girls who were chattering and texting away as teenies do, when the giggling reached a fever pitch. I looked up to discover a Council workman had come in to fix a drain issue and that the bikini clad group of teens had turned into a swaddled mass of burkas.

I love it there. The waves crash into the pool and spray the sunbathers. Everyone is friendly and kind to eachother.

OK, there are a lot of boobs. I mean a LOT. Which is disconcerting only because I didn’t realise it was the menfolk who were keeping our tops on. I thought it was just polite society. Who knew?

(To get a decent photo, I had to steal one from flickr lest I capture a naked lady and be turfed out.But the view and the feet are mine.)

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