Showing posts with label the beautiful cyrillic alphabet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the beautiful cyrillic alphabet. Show all posts

Aug 12, 2013

It is a rout!

SESPO (Spitler Extremely Scientific Polling Organization) conducted a poll over four days last week on the question:  Lady Gaga or Madonna?

It was not even close.

Madonna:  73%
Lady Gaga:  27%

Two people in their twenties took pains to proclaim that Lady Gaga was their generation.  Another twentysomething said they did not particularly like Lady Gaga's music, but were proud of the 'body image' message Ms Gaga projected.



Another woman in her thirties said, "There would be no Lady Gaga if not for Madonna." And, another woman in her thirties voted for Lady Gaga but told the pollster, "Do not tell my Wife."

Alright, cyrillic alphabet text tattoos.  Okay.


Thank you to everyone that participated in this poll.








P.S. David Fincher directed the Express Yourself video, and Vogue, to boot! Booyah!


May 1, 2013

I remember one of the coolest things my

Mother ever did:

When I was around six years old, and we were living in Norman, OK, Donna -- my Mum -- brought home a couple of children's storybooks from the college bookstore.  I was reading literally every thing I could get my hands on at that time.  I was obsessed and delighted with this new thing I could do, read.

These new storybooks though were from the Soviet Union, and were written in cyrillic.  I had no idea what the text meant.  I secretly hope now that it was pure unadulterated party propaganda (except I severely doubt it.) I explained to Donna how I could not comprehend the book, and Donna sweetly told me that I should use my imagination, looking at and absorbing the pictures and the beautiful Russian letters, and make up my own story of what the books said.

Beautiful, right?

(And, you gotta love the fact that my Mum was getting that Soviet Commie stuff to me at a very early age! In Norman, OK! In 1974! Indoctrinated, indeed!)

Happy International Workers Day, everyone!