BY Intern Brittany J.
on Aug 23, 2010
It's Monday. Which means you are probably as tired as I am. Or maybe not. I didn't have my coffee today. Also, it's raining here, which I don't know if it's doing that where you are, but that tends to make the day drag on that much more.
That being said, here's a big eff you to the weather, the first real day of the week, and whatever else is bothering you! (Thanks Cee-Lo, you are awesome.)
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It's hall in a days work as Leslie takes time out to show us around her hometown of Ames, Iowa.
"GOOD MORNING! I'm so happy to see you show up at my house for a museum tour. The mobile Museum is behind my house, I can promise free admission but I can't promise that I'll be dressed or not be gas-y."
"To stay in shape, I find bicycles to be the easiest non-sweaty way to burn lower leg calories. This mud pile is a hole my dad dug up ... Read More
BY Kelly McClure
on Aug 21, 2010
The Thermals (a band I had to all but arm wrestle my editor to let me include in the music section for the Oct/Nov issue) released a video for the first single from their upcoming album Personal Life. The song is called "I Don't Believe You," and it features Carrie Brownstein (Sleater-Kinney guitarist and KRS label mate) running around in some leisure wear. That's really all there is to say on the matter, other than the fact that sometimes it really does seem like ... Read More
For one night only Leslie and the Lys took over the Des Moines Social Club by pushing back all the tables and chairs and creating the ultimate dance party. With lessons and games and DJ Mona Bones on the decks, nobody went home without getting up on the dance floor. The following is the photographic proof with captions by Leslie Hall.
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BY jodi sh doff
on Aug 20, 2010
Okay, so this Sunday he's celebrating his 90th birthday. And okay, so this is not the first song to lionize a specific writer or even just being a writer, but dude. Dude. Rachel Bloom is adorbs, you can't get it out of your head once it worms its way in there, and really, you can totally dance to it. I give it a Fahrenheit 69.
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