Oh yeah. Oh fuck yeah. We're definitely going there tonight. Say it, say it again.
Good evening. Fleetwood Mac. That is all.
Nothing like the Soul Queen of New Orleans.
I didn't realize how sad the story behind this song really was.
Hope you're having a great Saturday night, everyone. Oh me? I'm Just Jammin', Fresh and Def.
Looking for you!
Whoa, it's Bonnie Raitt's 65th birthday today, so let's celebrate one of the greatest guitarists of all time!
How are those Halloween hangovers going, friends?
I really wanted to put Robin S's "Show Me Love," but we've done that one already. Here, have some Crystal Waters, because tonight, you're dancing.
Listen the Vengaboys were great and all (questionable), but let's be real: this cover is so much better, and I really think it brings out the meaningful depth of the song. You like death growl, right?
Holy shit people, it is Jon Secada's birthday today. He is 53 and remains the master of the goofy guilty pleasure jam. I don't even know what to do with myself right now, but I think I need to give my mother a call and inform her about this.
Today is Google's Sweet 16. Google. Is 16. Damn. Avril Lavigne is 30. Carrie Brownstein is 40. Gwyneth Paltrow is 42. Happy birthday everyone.
Have yourselves a merry little Saturday night, folks. Don't get too crazy up in here.
I never know how to feel about cats. They're like the cool kids in the cafeteria—if they interact with me I am golden, but if they don't, I pretend that I don't care even though I do. Just a little. I don't want that life, I'm just saying they could appreciate mine for a moment. BUT NOPE THEY'RE CATS. TEAM BABY…
The most important thing that I learned from Jurassic Park's Ian Malcolm, more important than life finding a way and the need to go faster, is that when all else fails, Hahahrawrrahaha.
Today, I finally came to terms with the fact that I suck at telling jokes. If a joke is longer than two lines, I am bound to fuck it up. Honestly, it happens all the time—I get caught up in unnecessary embellishments, I'll make it to the penultimate line and then realize that I left out a detail that is absolutely…
Welcome to Saturday night people. That bottle of whiskey ain't going to drink itself. And if whiskey's not your thing, just leave that bottle of kombucha (with the chia seeds in it) out long enough and it probably will drink itself.
It's been one helluva a week. I know we all need rest but first, the incomparable Nina Simone. Enjoy your Saturday night, folks.
Okay friends, tonight we're journeying into some UK house dance-pop stuff. Get your bloody trainers on and let's go!
I think this dog accurately depicts how this day is winding down. I too am not quite sure how to stop, so I think I'll just let my legs collapse, and slide on my belly until I come to a full stop. Pup has it figured out.