Dear Grey\'s Anatomy, You Suck

Dear Grey’s Anatomy, This is the
hardest letter I’ve ever had to write.
We’ve had some wonderful times,
you and I—all those steamy scenes
in the elevator at Seattle Grace come
to mind. However (and I say this with
a heavy heart), it is past time to part
ways. I simply cannot devote an entire
hour out of my week to you anymore.
At one time, I happily planned my Thursday
evening around seeing you, but now? I
hardly recognize you.
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Giant Online Dance Battle 3000 (Sevani VS Cyrus)

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I really like watching people dance. I think maybe I could even say that I love watching people dance. This probably stems from my complete inability to dance (with the excepting of the convulsing I’ll do at concerts). Baby wants what he cannot have, I guess.

Anyway, I am particularly impressed/enamored with ‘dance crews.’  Watching people break dancing, pop-locking, and doing all kinds of sweet athletic sh*t in unison makes me wanna buy a full length mirror. I can’t help it.

Now, my personal ban on reality television has kept me from actually watching stuff like “So You Think You Can Humiliate Yourself and That Means You Might Get an Agent,” and “World’s Best Dance Crew”, so my fix comes mostly from YouTube and other sources. I’m not going to outright admit that I’ve watched Step It Up, and Step It Up 2: The Streets, but if I had, I’d probably think those movies had a lot of sweet-ass dance moves in them, even if the plot was nothing more then ‘approaching dance competition threatens to ruin teens lives, forever.”

Recently, a friend of mine who has also been known to love The Jabbawockees and other groups, linked me to a pretty amazing set of YouTube videos. Apparently, a dance-off over YouTube had been occurring right under my nose, featuring some of the world’s greatest breakers. (videos after the jump) Read More »

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