Question: Who is Lionel Richie?
Does it get any better?
No, it most definitely does not.
Think of all the classic Lionel Richie songs and ask yourself, which one makes me smile?
All Night Long? Hello? Say You, Say Me? Easy?
Dancing on the Ceiling?
(Actually, don't say Dancing on the Ceiling. Please. It is awful.)
Easy is wonderful, and such an expression of...well, ended love.
Everyone you meet, will be dancing in the street...All night long.
Oh, this song about the love between to men, formed over dance, is the real reason the Wall fell.
And yes, it is still really awful...but it is a classic.
His new stuff, not so much...
Thank you, Vulture, for promoting this.
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Saturday, March 5, 2011
Randomness from the last couple of days
Finding myself rooting for Colgate is interesting. Partially because I remember chanting horrible things about them as an undergrad, and then there is the whole really not wanting RPI to win, because I am an awful person. Go Colgate! (Is the mascot palmolive?)
I did something stupid and embarrassing with twenty five pound dumbbells on Monday. Yesterday, I overdid it at Habitat and by the end of the evening, I had lost feeling in my fingertips. That being said, I am happy with the workout I got it.
Twenty two hours away from social media was wonderful and relaxing.
Having Lionel Richie's "Hello" stuck in my head is awesomely awful. I do blame Lux and NYMag for this.
Now you can have it too!
Speaking of wonderful music, is anyone going to Solid Sound?
I did something stupid and embarrassing with twenty five pound dumbbells on Monday. Yesterday, I overdid it at Habitat and by the end of the evening, I had lost feeling in my fingertips. That being said, I am happy with the workout I got it.
Twenty two hours away from social media was wonderful and relaxing.
Having Lionel Richie's "Hello" stuck in my head is awesomely awful. I do blame Lux and NYMag for this.
Now you can have it too!
Speaking of wonderful music, is anyone going to Solid Sound?
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