this is fyf

There was some nudity on Wall Street this morning.

Usually, I hate a flash mob, but I also sort of hate much of "Wall Street".  When hate meets hate, can there be love?  Based on the picture above, there can.  And there's folks we love involved (like Mister Alberto Cortes).  Read all about it.

"Gloria", Laura Branigan, 1982

"Homosexualis Discothecus", 1982

Less a song and more an extended riff, this comes off the soundtrack of "Deux Heures Moins Le Quart Avant Jesus Christ" a French film from 1982.  Generally reviewed mildly, the film pokes a stick at the period epics covering the time of Caesar (who is gay) and Cleopatra (who is horny) with lots of anachronisms and Monty Python-ish humor.  (After the jump, you can see the song as used in the film.)  Regardless, this riff could easily slip into a night at Double-Headed Disco or similar, no?  Or perhaps is a good song to get one going on a Saturday morning, thus its presentation here and now. Good morning! 

This is just how Monday mornings are.

Mondays are rough.  You try and try to get your Whitney Houston version auto-tuned down, but it just won't work out at all.  (Warning:  curse-words and shrieking.)

Hat tip:  Mister Larry Tee

Signs of spring, Saint Marks Place, 8:44 a.m.

A merchant puts out fresh stock of cheap sunglasses in the bright morning sunlight.

 
Lost key chain on sprinkler, St. Marks Place, 9:03 Saturday morning