That’s right kids, it’s that time of year again where my hometown goes bananas for a two minute horse race. Two. Minutes. Yet the city parties like it’s Y2k redux for the two weeks leading up to it. Apparently the yokels don’t know what “anticlimactic” means. They ain’t dun learned ‘em that in skool. So without further blathering, on behalf of that windbag Bob Costas, I bring you FTILFF #17: Derby Edition:
- Gnarls Barkley: St. Elsewhere - Hooo-weee. What an album. Cee-lo, the Atlanta rapper of Goodie Mob fame has teamed up with indie producer Danger Mouse to give us one of the more offbeat, oddly addictive CDs I’ve heard in awhile. Cee-lo doing his best Al Green (which ain’t half bad) overtop smart and quirky beats. Think gospel, disco, rock, soul, RnB mashed together. And if you haven’t heard “Crazy” or “Smiley Faces” you’re definitely missing out. (hear those tracks on Myspace)
- German people - Ok, not all German people are cool. But the ones here in Louisville throw a mean Derby-week party. I can’t recall the last time I went out on a weeknight, but last night was great. The weather was perfect for an outdoor event, and for $20 all you can drink, free wings (which I heard were tasty) and Jager luge shots you can’t complain. Hooray for German people!
- Poverty Has Its Price [photograph] - I’ve linked to David’s site before, but this picture is incredible. It conveys the message almsot entirely by it’s texture. Not an easy task.
- Public transportation - Now that we’re moving out a bit further, I can’t continue to pretend that my daily commute bothers me. I drive an SUV and though I love that truck (and it gets pretty darned good MPG), it’s irresponsible to commute 30 miles each way. So I’m looking to take the bus in to work each day. I wonder if they’ll let me install my speaker system on the #64…
- The Typewriter Guy [from Seasame Street] - Watch the classic video on YouTube. I always love this strange character…
Apparently no one told me that EVERYONE ELSE in the city takes this day off. I’m like the kid at school who shows up in uniform when everyone else knows it’s Jean Day. Crap. Oh well, off to the races, err, work…things…
