Wouldn’t it be funny if the videos on YouTube were called “tubes?”
No?
Well, whatever. It would at least serve my purposes in terms of post title.
Anyway, this guy is adorable. I was originally considering his Mario Kart Love Song as a first dance song, but I think that maybe it is too long, or the jokes too obscure*. Regardless, he is TOO CUTE.
And in mygrandtradition of writing about Britain’s Got Talent and basically ignoring America’s Got Talent, because I am OVER your talent, America, check out Spellbound and Christopher Stone, neither of which I can embed but are worth your click, for astoundingness and “OH I AM SO IN YOUR CORNER, SHY LITTLE MAN!!”-ness, respectively.
And ALSO, I was damned to hell by no less than four skrillion people on Twitter a couple of weeks ago, for spreading this around, so why would I not also unleash it on all of you who may or may not have seen it yet, because even though I KNOW what will happen, I continually watch it because oh my god, you guys, the Santa girl.
I am an asshole, I am an asshole eight hundred times over, but now you are in this snot pit with me, and that is worth it. To me.
And have I talked about Jordan Frisbee & Tatiana Mollman on here at all? I like to watch for videos of the new routine each year – they eventually make their way to YouTube and they’re always fantastic. I’m not even INTO dancing, if a person who is not a dancer of any kind CAN actually be into dancing, but oh man, I get a kick out of these two:
Also, check out this completely improvised dancing between the two of them. For the love of pete, Phil and I can’t even kiss each other without awkwardly smashing face parts off of other face parts, or sleep in the same bed without SOMEONE’S elbow crossing the clearly defined line, directly into the ribcage of someone else, an innocent second party who STICKS TO HER SIDE.
I meant for this post to introduce you to all of the stuff I have found to be interesting on YouTube recently, but instead, have ended up somewhat depressed at my complete lack of discernible, video-worthy talents. What have you found on YouTube recently that makes you realize how little you have managed to do with your life? A six year old who wrote an opera? A blind trapeze artist?
I didn’t think I would have time to write today – I’m trying to blow the top off the prize list and win myself some Cold Stone, and I have a big post coming up later this week, so I figured I’d take a day off.
But every year about this time, I end up talking to you about the same thing – Britain’s Got Talent.
First, in 2007, I wrote to you about Paul Potts. You can see that video here.
The next year, 2008, it was George Sampson who got my attention. Oh, George Sampson, are you 18 yet? My goodness. He was on one year and just ADORABLE, and then the next year he was like, 15 feet taller and 15 times more adorable. He’s just about the cutest thing on two dancey legs, I swear. I still remember when he popped up on the screen for the second year in a row, I immediately remembered him from the year before and shrieked, “IT’S GEORGE!!!” Since I get all of my Britain’s Got Talent-ness from YouTube, I very carefully avoided spoilering myself and watched all the videos, all the way through to his amazing semi-finals performance, which I still watch from time to time. You can see that here.
Every year, it doesn’t even occur to me to go looking for that year’s crop of videos. Every single year, finding a video that absolutely blew me away or made my day or made me laugh my ass off has been an absolute surprise. In that tradition, today was no different. It was absolutely by accident that I stumbled across this video today and it made my entire day. My day continues to be made. It will be made some more when I watch the video again as soon as I post this.
Click the picture to go through to YouTube, as I can’t embed the video. I promise, the tendon-strain of a single click is totally worth it. If it isn’t, I owe you one click.
I am pretty sure if I tried to move to the UK, they would send me away for complete lack of talent.
If I am not that awesome when I am 80, IT WON’T EVEN BE WORTH BEING 80.
Get it? The title, I mean? Because of the song? You know, the Beatles song? No? Ok, you know what, why do I even use my best jokes on you people?
Anyway, yesterday, I decided I was going to show you an awesome feature of my new house – how easy it is to get myself some more soda without even lifting my butt out of the chair. So I turned on the video camera and set out on my trek across the kitchen.
Halfway back, Brinkley taught himself a new trick.
Thinking it must have been a fluke, I did it again, and HE did it again. I set the camera up again for maximum Brinkley angle, did it again, and HE did it AGAIN!
So, basically, what I am telling you is that I spent most of yesterday dressed like a hobo (I’m calling the jeans/sundress/really old hoodie look “We Do Not Yet Own A Washer And Dryer And I’m Out Of Shirts” - full collection debuting next fall), videoing myself rolling across the kitchen floor.
Ok, Internet, I think I’ve reattached the top of my skull to my head.
(there’s a video here, click through your feed reader if you can’t see it.)
For those of you who are not [yet] Nerdfighters, do still feel free to chime in. My blog is not going to be turning into a wedding planning blog, so if you’d like to follow along with the plans, take these steps.
