March 2011
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Hello,
My name is David Friedman, and I work with the casting department at Project Runway. Your school looks like it has an amazing Fashion department, and we wanted to see if you had any talented students who might want to apply for the upcoming season. The deadline is April 15th, and potential contestants can apply here:
http://www.bunim-murray.com/index.php?session=casting&id=17
If you’re having trouble with our website loading, please try it in a browser other than Internet Explorer.
Also, if you have the chance to spread the word about applying for our upcoming season through email, facebook, tweeting, blogging, etc, that would be amazing! Thank you so much, and if you have any questions, please feel free to contact me.
Best,
DavidWe are already living project runway haha
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Layered greatness
play both simultaneously… the simpsons track can actually go anywhere and it works perfectly.
Drinking Bird Drinksbored?
listen to this; http://8tracks.com/magicegg/roll-it-up-light-it-pass-it-around
while watching this; http://dd.dynamicdiagrams.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/orrery_2006.swf
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“…he went onstage to accept Emmy’s Lifetime Achievement Award, and there, in front of all the soap-opera stars and talk-show sinceratrons, in front of all the jutting man-tanned jaws and jutting saltwater bosoms, he made his small bow and said into the microphone, “All of us have special ones who have loved us into being. Would you just take, along with me, ten seconds to think of the people who have helped you become who you are … Ten seconds of silence.” And then he lifted his wrist, and looked at the audience, and looked at his watch, and said softly, “I’ll watch the time,” and there was, at first, a small whoop from the crowd, a giddy, strangled hiccup of laughter, as people realized that he wasn’t kidding, that Mister Rogers was not some convenient eunuch but rather a man, an authority figure who actually expected them to do what he asked … and so they did. One second, two seconds, three seconds … and now the jaws clenched, and the bosoms heaved, and the mascara ran, and the tears fell upon the beglittered gathering like rain leaking down a crystal chandelier, and Mister Rogers finally looked up from his watch and said, “May God be with you” to all his vanquished children.”
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Mr Rogers accepting Emmy’s Lifetime Achievement Award.
