8pm: Oh my god, the show just started and I’m already watching Lady Gaga coming out of some sort of nun womb. I think this is going to be a great show.
8:01pm: I totally buy into Lady Gaga’s schtick. Watching her is like watching Rocky Horror Picture Show – I think it’s amazing and unique and entertaining, but it also kind of scares me. Admit it – Gaga scares you, too.
Posted by: Alex
I should begin this post by saying that for those of you reading this in any state other than Minnesota, you will find what I am writing to be inane. You may be thinking, “channel warm weather, you say? Why, I live in New York and we’ve had warm weather for weeks now!” First of all, stop talking like you are a character on New York’s version of Downton Abbey. Second of all, screw you! I live in Minnesota and it has been one f-ed up winter. And I am saying that as a person who loves the seasons and is meant to live in Minnesota. I am one of those people that goes along with the collective complaining because I don’t want to be left out of the fun (sidenote: this reminds me of Barney Stinson’s motivational office poster on How I Met Your Mother that says: ‘Conformity: it’s the one who is different that gets left out in the cold’), but inside I think the snow is really pretty and it doesn’t annoy me at all. And I like cold rainy days because then I can sit inside and not feel like I should be doing anything else. Forced laziness is my jam.
