Kingspa sounds amazing! Your glowing review reminds me of one of my favorite Frasier episodes where Frasier & Niles eventually gain access to a ritzy spa by confiscating Cam Winston's balsam scented invitation. The service is nirvana ("River rocks & a stalk of wheat!") until they see a senator entering a more exclusive area that they are forbidden to enter: The Gold Level. They leave, unsatisfied with their Silver Level services (which have fallen from nirvana to "hell-hole" status), & of course indignant mayhem ensues as they later attempt to sneak in & are told, "Please remain in the relaxation grotto." Undeterred, they finally make it through a seemingly exclusive door, only to find themselves trapped in a trash-ridden back alley, where Niles, wrapped like a mummy from neck to ankle, & wearing a honey face mask, with cucumber slices over his eyes, frantically speed shuffles to escape a swarm of bees.
So my question is... Did your $42 treatment include mummy wrapping, stalks of wheat, senators, grottos, or bees?
Teenage girls... the inspiration for low budget horror flicks; scantily clad pillow fight scenes at completely imagined pajama parties; & the tortured fantasies of hope-filled would-be lovers, often soon to be left alone with their shattered dreams.
I agree, they can be scary, especially when they approach you in rabid packs, speaking in two-word phrases that transcribe to a botched game of Boggle. But fortunately, they are not all sass-mouth, smirking, tittering, pick me girls. There is no one (aside from my husband, who would wholeheartedly agree) I'd rather have in my corner, converse with at the dinner table, or drive us all to Kansas to fulfill my family obligation as Nana-appeaser, than my teenage daughter. NGL POG FR
This week against her will & with much eye rolling & disdain, she subjected her emo self (dressed in black, black & cobalt dyed hair) to be photographed at the awards assembly with the 9 other recipients of the top 10 GPAs in her class of over 300 students. She's not one to fill her schedule with easy classes, as she takes mostly AP & accelerated classes, with the exception of electives. She has a great rapport with her teachers, who sometimes compliment her wardrobe choices. Does she alarm me at times? Occasionally. Does she often speak in muttered utterances containing far too many swear words & video game references, to which I reply, "Elevate Your Vocabulary!"? Absolutely. Am I over the moon proud of her? Fuck Yeah.
Off to immerse myself in Fujii Kaze's discography, my newly discovered Japanese musician with whom I'm momentarily musically enthralled. He's proficient at piano, saxophone, & singing. If you wanna check him out, start with the Fujii Kaze Tiny Desk performance. Have a great week!
As always, a terrific read!
The Russians have known about the importance of spas forgoddsamnever, resulting in some good scenes in movies.
One of the advantages of being sofuckingold is that I can't be cancelled. Longevity's already done me.
The 80s...no wonder punk raised its loverly head again.
And you...The Don...have the most wonderful weekend and week imaginable.
Kingspa sounds amazing! Your glowing review reminds me of one of my favorite Frasier episodes where Frasier & Niles eventually gain access to a ritzy spa by confiscating Cam Winston's balsam scented invitation. The service is nirvana ("River rocks & a stalk of wheat!") until they see a senator entering a more exclusive area that they are forbidden to enter: The Gold Level. They leave, unsatisfied with their Silver Level services (which have fallen from nirvana to "hell-hole" status), & of course indignant mayhem ensues as they later attempt to sneak in & are told, "Please remain in the relaxation grotto." Undeterred, they finally make it through a seemingly exclusive door, only to find themselves trapped in a trash-ridden back alley, where Niles, wrapped like a mummy from neck to ankle, & wearing a honey face mask, with cucumber slices over his eyes, frantically speed shuffles to escape a swarm of bees.
So my question is... Did your $42 treatment include mummy wrapping, stalks of wheat, senators, grottos, or bees?
Teenage girls... the inspiration for low budget horror flicks; scantily clad pillow fight scenes at completely imagined pajama parties; & the tortured fantasies of hope-filled would-be lovers, often soon to be left alone with their shattered dreams.
I agree, they can be scary, especially when they approach you in rabid packs, speaking in two-word phrases that transcribe to a botched game of Boggle. But fortunately, they are not all sass-mouth, smirking, tittering, pick me girls. There is no one (aside from my husband, who would wholeheartedly agree) I'd rather have in my corner, converse with at the dinner table, or drive us all to Kansas to fulfill my family obligation as Nana-appeaser, than my teenage daughter. NGL POG FR
This week against her will & with much eye rolling & disdain, she subjected her emo self (dressed in black, black & cobalt dyed hair) to be photographed at the awards assembly with the 9 other recipients of the top 10 GPAs in her class of over 300 students. She's not one to fill her schedule with easy classes, as she takes mostly AP & accelerated classes, with the exception of electives. She has a great rapport with her teachers, who sometimes compliment her wardrobe choices. Does she alarm me at times? Occasionally. Does she often speak in muttered utterances containing far too many swear words & video game references, to which I reply, "Elevate Your Vocabulary!"? Absolutely. Am I over the moon proud of her? Fuck Yeah.
Off to immerse myself in Fujii Kaze's discography, my newly discovered Japanese musician with whom I'm momentarily musically enthralled. He's proficient at piano, saxophone, & singing. If you wanna check him out, start with the Fujii Kaze Tiny Desk performance. Have a great week!
This is a great one. Thanks, Don.