SAVE THE EMPIRE.
We all have a “man” in our lives that is bringing us down. (for many that statement is literal, stupid boys)
Many would say the government is taking that big ole cake right now. I won’t argue that, (bunch of babies) but I digress…
Who or what is the “man” in your life right now?
There are all the obvious ones;
– your boss – I can’t help but imagine Bill Lumbergh here…
– your bills – oh, you mean that’s due EVERY month?
– your neighbor – there is a reason I avoid you.
– your car – yes, I did want you to break down today, thank you.
– your pants – too loose, too tight, pants are always holding me down, shackles in the form of denim.
DAMN THEM ALL!! SAVE YOURSELF!!
Whatever your “man” is, don’t let him hold you down. Take some pointers from Empire Records. Just do what you want and throw a huge party and raise enough money to save the day.
I know I have referenced the movie Alive previously but can we talk about it again? THAT MOVIE IS CRAZY. It is based on a true story and that makes it all the more insane. It really has me wondering what I would do to survive. I know I have admitted that if anything catastrophic happened I would be in the first group to die. But sometimes I wonder if I am a survivor and don’t even know it. We all have skills and strengths we aren’t even aware of. An arsenal of untapped resources just waiting for the sh** to hit the fan.
Could I survive a plane crash, maybe…
Could I withstand the freezing cold… sure, I would do some jumping jacks.
Could I handle being away from civilization… absolutely, I would prefer it.
Could I eat another human to survive… ummmmmmmmm….
I can barely stomach what most people consider delicacies. I’m a cheese pizza kind of girl. (don’t judge me)
While I know I don’t have much room to talk on this matter since I haven’t gone hungry a day in my life. That being said, I’m not entirely sure what I would resort to if I were literally starving to death.
I would hope that I would be one of the tough ones who would survive despite all odds, not likely, but I’m hopeful.
The will to survive fascinates me. I’m in no way meaning to make light of any life or death situation…
I am just curious what and if others think about it. We live day to day and most of us never give a second thought to the worst happening. I don’t think of myself as overly morbid, but I do think about it. I daydream about insane scenarios.
My questions is this: could you eat your best friend (previously deceased of natural causes, of course) if it meant you would live to see another day?
I don’t know about you, but I just can’t get enough and we here at Le Monkey House couldn’t be more stoked that Netflix took the show under it’s wing and brought us more of the unbelievably dysfunctional Bluth family.
That being said, we would also like to take this time to thank Netflix for having better shows than most cable channels. (House of Cards, Orange is the New Black, Lilyhammer…) I mean, consider the game “upped.” I can only hope that cable takes the hint and gets a little more selective about what they put on air. I’m also certain that some shows could only make it to television by accident.
Let me explain: So maybe when someone sent in a reel of their overweight child in a beauty pageant saying “hilarious” things and being sassy, an intern (whom should be fired) mixed the tape up with the one sent in about the 12-year old that got accepted to Harvard. By the time any one noticed the mishap, it was too late…
I’m fairly certain I don’t need to argue the fact that reality television needs to die a swift and painful death. If I hear one more “desperate housewife” (or husband for that matter) yukking it up in the line at Safeway about how “That Chloe Kardashian is a real firecracker” I’m going to throw
myself them into oncoming traffic.
I know that sounds drastic, but it would be a much less painful way to go than to sit around and wait for all of our children to turn into Honey Boo Boo and their parents aspiring to be on the Real Housewives to show the world “how they do it in the _________ house.”
That, kids, is what is referred to as a “tangent.”
Music turned up? Check.
Soft blanket-scented Yankee candle lit? Check.
Work being accomplished? Checkity-check-check-check.
What is it about Fridays that puts people in a good mood? I’m sure it’s not the same across the board, but there’s just something in the air on Fridays that isn’t present any other day of the week. Certainly not Mondays…
Maybe it’s the hopefulness of the excitement that could be in store over the weekend. Or could it simply just be that thought that you get to wake up on Saturday morning without having to set an alarm… unless you’re like me and you wake up later than usual in a panic thinking it’s a work day and you’ve somehow missed an extremely important appointment that is going to ruin your entire life.
Maybe that’s just me. I am a bit of a worrier… that’s why they call me whiskers.
Today is the creative day around here, where we come up with new ideas and try to make people like it. Strike that. Love it. We want you to love it.
…printing on canvas.
We are always looking for new sexy ways to keep you coming back for more. We bought a huge printer, we ordered a hot new roll of silky white canvas. (ooo la-la) We spoke in our sultriest voices while deciding which poster to give you. Finally deciding on a little charcoal and lime green number. Then……BAM! We pushed print and out came the love child. Darling, it looks just like you (r taste.) We know you will love this not so little guy as much as we do!
Le Monkey House
This morning at Le Monkey House we came in ready to work! Coffee in hand, Monday blues in our rear view, we were ready to conquer this social networking “thing”. What actually happened? We ended up reading Mark Twain quotes for about an hour. There are far too many to clever quotes by Twain to get into. (“Ain’t nobody got time for that!”) Since we decided to dedicate our Tuesday to all things Twain we will take the time to list off our favorite things about Marky Mark. (no, not Mark Wahlberg, sorry ladies)
– His huge mustache – pulling it off.
– How he was born in Florida……Missouri – tricky.
– He had three awesome patented inventions: 1) Improvement in Adjustable and Detachable Straps for Garments – which replaced suspenders 2) A history trivia game – who doesn’t love trivia? 3) The self-pasting scrapbook
– He was neighbors with Harriet Beecher Stowe – what is in that water?!
– Oh, and then there is all that writing he did…
Yesterday Raygan traveled to Fredericksburg, Virginia to install a giant mural on the wall of a new downtown restaurant. The restaurant is called Vivify Burger & Lounge and is owned by Blake and Aby Bethem, who are also the owners of Bistro Bethem! The mural is a picture of the Bethem’s three children, Finn, Parker Jules, and Jacob who have all been a big help in constructing the new restaurant. Raygan had a great time installing the beautiful picture (even without air conditioning!) and it turned out great! We hope all future customers really appreciate the mix of family and art in this design.
The fab.com feature is coming up quickly (just 10 days!) and we are preparing Raygan’s LeMonkey House poster designs as fast and efficient as we can for delivery to the fab.com warehouse. We’ve been cutting cardboard, ordering plastic covers, printing hundreds of posters, and packaging the final products all for you! (you can thank us later when you receive your amazing poster). These posters will only be available for purchase on the website for a limited time, so make sure to keep your eyes open for the date and time on the site’s calendar page. Here’s how it works: each day there is a new artist or designer featuring their work and fab.com will display their name, the name of their designs, the start day, and the time slot under daily sales. You can go ahead and click on the name of the designer or product name and you will be taken to a page displaying a little biography about the artist and some photo examples of their work. Make sure to look for Raygan Ketterer and go see her beautiful designs when her name is up on the calendar!