i was at the kira plastinina runway show in L.A. last night - chris brown performed and he was AWESOME - i think he and kira are totally a couple. look how excited she is to see him!! he sang to her on the runway too...there's probably a clip of that up by now. so sweet! they are both so talented.
Die Reihe Rheinbrücken in Köln geht weiter mit Folge Zwei von Acht, der Südbrücke, einer Eisenbahnbrücke, über die meist Güterzüge fahren, seltener Züge im Personenverkehr. Natürlich ist mir auch vor die Linse die BR110 gefahren.
It’s been a decade since Ben (Duplass) and Andrew (Leonard) were the bad boys of their college campus. Ben has settled down and found a job, wife, and home. Andrew took the alternate route as a vagabond artist, skipping the globe from Chiapas to Cambodia. When Andrew shows up unannounced on Ben’s doorstep, they easily fall back into their old dynamic of macho one-upmanship. Late into the night at a wild party, the two find themselves locked in a mutual dare: to enter an amateur porn contest together. But what kind of boundary-breaking, envelope pushing porn can two straight dudes make? After the booze and “big talk” run out, only one idea remains - they will have sex together…on camera. It’s not gay; it’s beyond gay. It’s not porn; it’s art. But how exactly will it work? And more importantly, who will tell Anna (Delmore), Ben’s wife?
Writer/director Lynn Shelton, director of My Effortless Brilliance and recipient of the “Someone to Watch Award” at the 2009 Independent Spirit Awards, expertly mines the biggest ironies of the male ego to hilarious effect.
HUMPDAY is a buddy movie gone wild.
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As the heat was rising in the LG Kitchen at the first-ever “Taste of Beverly Hills” wine and food festival presented by FOOD & WINE, a distinguished panel of celebrity chefs proclaimed Brett Youmans from Reading, Pa., America’s “Top Amateur Chef” in the second annual LG Electronics USA “Taste of Something Better” cooking competition this weekend.
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For My SbSbb
Lyrics :
You're better then the best
I'm lucky just to linger in your light
Cooler then the flip side of my pillow, that's right
Completely unaware
Nothing can compare to where you send me,
Lets me know that it's ok, yeah it's ok
And the moments where my good times start to fade
You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed, sing like bird
Dizzy in my head, spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh, you make me smile
Even when you're gone
Somehow you come along
Just like a flower poking through the sidewalk crack and just like that
You steal away the rain and just like that
You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed, sing like bird
Dizzy in my head, spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh, you make me smile
Don't know how I lived without you
Cause every time that I get around you
I see the best of me inside your eyes
You make me smile
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed, sing like bird
Dizzy in my head, spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh, you make me smile
The cost of coming up with the wrong present for the wife's birthday can be huge ! Don't make the same mistake as this guy, set yourself on the right track before you find yourself going in an expensive and wrong direction !
Duha, daughter of suicide terrorist, Reem Riyashi, sings to her mother Al Aqsa TV (Hamas) May 2007 Mommy, what are you carrying in your arms instead of me? Reem prepares bomb Mommy, what are you carrying in your arms instead of me? Mother hides bomb A toy or a present for me? Mommy Reem! Why did you put on your veil? Are you going out, Mommy? Come back quickly, Mommy Girl sees news about her mother's bombing My mother! My mother! Instead of me you carried a bomb in your hands. Only now, I know what was more precious than us My love (for Muhammad) will not be (merely) words. I am following Mommy in her steps! My mother! My mother! (Picks up explosives in mother's drawer) My mother! My mother!
