I'm another step closer to moving to London. I'll find out in about 2 weeks. A good early Christmas present.
I want to see a "romantic" movie staring robots that read machine translations of Neruda or Goethe to each other. It would be like this:
Dust in the wheat, sand in sands the time, the nomadic water, the vague wind took to us like grain navigator. We could not be in the time.
FACT: Frozen blueberries and vanilla soymilk in a blender gets you something that is indistinguishable from a berry milkshake.
I'd like to see an academic paper written about Hip Hop's Omnipresent "Club". Examples:
Lil Jon: In the Club, I Don't Give A (swear), Knockin' Heads Off (Shut the Club Down)
In fact, a lot of the people write songs about shutting the club down: TI featuring Tay Dizm, Raheem Devaugh, Chingy, Eight Ball, The Game