IMpersonals are daily AIM conversations between your Editors, because copying and pasting is much easier and usually more entertaining than thinking of something of substance to say.

This time our friend Kate has a moment.

KATE: last night my friend matt gave me a tattoo of our boss… it’s kind of really amazing

BRAD: wait what

KATE: with all professional equipment, of course

BRAD: what does “a tattoo of our boss” mean
BRAD: is there a bald guy on your ass
BRAD: or a guy on your bald ass

KATE: our boss is a tiny korean man and we draw little cartoons of him all the time
KATE: and his name is No
KATE: so i have a tiny korean man on one of those old bikes from the 20s
KATE: and his hands are off the bars and it says “No Hands”
KATE: i make bad decisions sometimes, but I’m pretty stoked on them.

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Consider this an afterthought to the last couple posts… two wonderful songs from two very different places. Below you’ll find a high quality version of Katy Perry’s “I Kissed A Girl” [the one most often going around the net currently is crappy], and another track from the Republic Tigers called “Golden Sand.” You need to buy both of these albums.

The Republic Tigers - “Golden Sand”

Katy Perry - “I Kissed A Girl”

I took Alicia’s picture a few months ago at a party, and pretty soon after that we found each other online and got in contact to spew accolades at each other. So when she came back into town after a trip to Italy (she’s from Kansas City), we met up to discuss her music, my music, her travels, and my… back yard. I had a great time just fucking around and hanging out. No pretension or awkwardness, really, for relative strangers.

We had to reschedule the visit from earlier in the day to 7pm, and then when she arrived she had to sit around for an hour listening to a (really hot) dude explain to me and Anna our parts in a movie that we’re going to do this summer. But it actually all worked out for the best, because when everybody left it was getting dark outside and we went to the back yard to do photos, and they started to come out great.

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Beautiful Bodies, “Touch Me”

Her band, the Beautiful Bodies, is really good. I really like “Touch Me” on their MySpace. It’s only a matter of time before this song gets co-opted for an iPod commercial or something. She also sings a bit on some of the new Republic Tigers (who I love) album, who were why she was in town this weekend (they were on Letterman). Their album Keep Color is like Nada Surf and Interpol and Stellastarr had a threewaybaby.

The Republic Tigers, “Buildings and Mountains”

It seems that between Alicia and the Republic Tigers and Ssion and the 20 or so transplanted club kids with more original style than I’ve seen around here in a long time that Kansas City is the New New York.

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Kathy joined Weight Watchers. Shut up. Because it apparently breaks some weight loss commandment to display even a scintilla of cynicism at meetings, Waisted is where she bitches about eating, not eating, oversharing weight watchers, and probably you.

By Kathy Cacace [Archives]

To this day, when I see a dumpy old guy in a hat, I think George! to myself. This is because the game Guess Who? was a formative childhood experience, one that embedded itself into my cognitive schema for categorizing and judging strangers so early that every ginger bald guy is Bill, every nerdy academic type is Tom, and Mrs. Peacock from the movie Clue is Claire.

My brothers and I played this game far longer into our preadolescence than the box recommended, keeping it fresh by consistently updating the kind of questions we would ask. “Does your guy have a round nose?” we might’ve asked each other when we were 6 and 8 years old, but by 12 and 14, it was more along the lines of “Does he look like he might be in that Good Touch, Bad Touch video they showed us in fourth grade?”

So, I present my submissions to Guess Who: Weight Watchers Edition.

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1. Tonight Kathy and I will be doing an IMpersonal liveblog of the American Idol finale [we gave up when I got drunk and bored, so Kathy just added on to last night’s post, right below this one], mixing this and this seamlessly and with plenty of disdain.

2. Just randomly checked this and was surprised… from this server alone, based on a post with a download link long since buried way back in this blog, my Ashlee Simpson remix has been downloaded almost 80,000 times. That’s a lotta Ashlee.

Liveblogging the Idol shitshow
by Kathy Cacace

We’ve finally reached the end of the road. The long, stupid, boring, endless, tone-deaf, oddly styled, kind of Mormon, slightly smarmy, David-ly named road. May the best David win.

WEDNESDAY: THE FINALE

8:23: Brad and I were going to IM this whole finale, but we gave up when we realized there are only so many puns with the word “David” in it, even with two brains working on it. So, we’re ending this season like we began it: stuck with me, dorks.

8:25: They brought back Jason Castro to sing “Hallelujah” again, and, again, I’m as seduced as the first time. I can’t believe I made it through this entire season with my love for a hippie intact. Jason Castro: this is an open letter to you. You’re third runner up on the seventh season of this stupid show. This is a fame that will not endure. My love though…that’ll last at LEAST until there’s a cute contestant on “So You Think You Can Dance.”

8:28: They bring out all the girl contestants to sing a Donna Summer medley. Everyone’s dressed in red. There’s choreography. Amanda Overmeyer (man, I seriously MISSED her!) is stomping around like a Clydesdale. Then they announce…get ready for this surprise…Donna Summer is going to sing!

8:30: A pair of men walk Donna down the stairs like she’s the Queen Mother. Her hair looks like she just pulled it out of the bag. Just because it’s synthetic doesn’t mean you can’t run a comb through it, lady.

8:34: Aw, she’s singing “Last Dance.” This song is kind of one of my secret joys in life; I don’t even have it on my iPod because I don’t want to wear it out. Like “Everybody Wants to Rule the World.” Look, if this show can’t be interesting, I might as well reveal all of my secret shames.

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How bad is coffee? I know it’s bad for your teeth, and I know it can irritate your stomach and such, but is it bad for you in the long run? Is coffee one of those things that they go back and forth about? Sometimes it’s bad for you, sometimes it’s not? Someone tell me if it causes problems!

Last night I went with Christian to the Logo Awards at MTV. The room was very small, it’s the same studio they shoot TRL. I would guess maybe 60 people were there? Maybe more, I don’t know. I’m really bad at estimating crowds. Here’s Times Square from the roof, taken with my phone:

Our table during the show itself (three hours) was just us and Caroline Rhea and her boyfriend. She’s so funny… I had to admit that I still can’t bring myself to change the channel if I happen to stumble upon Sabrina. Actually, she brought it up! I don’t know why that show makes me feel so comfortable; I never watched it when it was current. Leona Lewis was milling around looking amazing and Michelle Williams introduced Lady GaGa who was insane and wonderful and ended her song with a confetti rain that I’m still digging out from my heres and theres. The Cliks and Dangerous Muse played, too, and they were both fantastic as usual.

Lady GaGa feat. Colby O’Donis - Just Dance

Cyndi Lauper sat maybe five feet from us during the show, and was super nice when we met her. But her song! Oh my god, she did a new song called “Into the Nightlife” and she was AMAZING. I nearly let everything loose in my pants right then and there. Cyndi Lauper singing and dancing on a stage right in front of us in the MTV studios. It was one of those moments I wanted to call my mom because we used to listen to She’s So Unusual all the time. I won’t lie, I called her from the dressing room.

Cyndi Lauper - Into the Nightlife

This was the first annual Logo NewNowNext Awards, and the first award was the one Christian was up for. So when he won, he won the first NewNowNext Award ever given out. And then later when he presented an award something happened… you’ll have to watch.

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Finally found the time to get things together and finalize some more images for the 410BC shoot I did a little bit ago. It’s hard to get caught up after being sick and having so much pile up!

The four models were all great to work with, all from Basic. My favorite was Matt (above). He had a really thick Bronx accent and was of course also a musician. Very nice and laid back, shook everyone’s hand and wanted to know what we were up to later. If he had a black eye, Kathy would have married him right there on the spot.

Last week on the subway there was a woman who looked strikingly like that monstrous fishboar Andrea Peyser, I think maybe it was her. I just don’t imagine her being able to take a full ride without eating someone’s face; she needs to cab it. Every time I question “why would ____ be on the subway?” I think about the fact that I’ve been on the train with Hugh Jackman. If he can ride the train, Peyser certainly can. She was sandwiched uncomfortably between a guy with Encino Man hair and huge orange headphones, and another guy who looked like Will Forte doing Sam Zell. She seemed very unhappy. And look! This paragraph is already long enough to pass for one of her “columns.”

On Friday I shot PFYM’s Doree and Jessica for their book. And then I got really drunk with Kate and Alana at Christian’s new apartment, which is gigantic and beautiful. He already made it amazing and he’s been there less than a week. Those girls are amazing. I can’t handle it. Kate tells it to me like it is and I love/hate her for that. Alana lies and then pretends to be high, just to be cool. I want to spend every day with them. I got a huge royalty check from iTunes last week so I spent a lot of money on good food this weekend. Who knew good fish was so good?

Holy shit, watch this.

MUTO a wall-painted animation by BLU from blu on Vimeo.

Kathy joined Weight Watchers. Shut up. Because it apparently breaks some weight loss commandment to display even a scintilla of cynicism at meetings, Waisted is where she bitches about eating, not eating, oversharing weight watchers, and probably you.

By Kathy Cacace [Archives]

I have this thing for cut-offs. It gets a little warm and, bam, I want to sever the legs of every pair of pants I own. If I could go through the rest of my life bare-legged and futzing with thigh-high frayed hems, I’d be the world’s happiest girl. This spring has been exciting because none of my pants fit, which means I’ve been able to slice and dice my old, big jeans with abandon and wear the belted, slightly droopy results virtually every night I go out. That’s my party uniform: the one lucky gray t-shirt own that I don’t hate and doesn’t fall off, and one pair of shorts selected from the rotating cast of frayed denim guest stars.

For someone with a whole host of body issues, I have very little shame. Or class. I have worn denim cut-offs recently to house parties, people’s places of employment, restaurants, bars, dance parties, and very nearly (until I was able to remove a chocolate icing stain from my one pair of jeans) the Mother’s Day celebration I threw at my house. Whatever. I may have arms that make you crave Jello, and I may exhale fully only in the safety of my bedroom, but my legs (while blindingly, radiantly, ghostly, Polishly white) are pretty much in proportion and, come on, they’re freaking legs. Who cares?

Judging by a subway ride I took recently, EVERYONE.

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I’ve been writing about Alan MX a lot lately. Here I go again! As I’ve said before, he’s one of my favorite new artists, and his label debut Warpsichord is out soon. We decided recently to do an EP, possibly an album together, and we’re going to start work on it right away. Here’s an example of the type of music we’re going to make together; it’s an unmastered preview of a remix I’m doing of his song “Captain America Video.” The words and vocals are his, the music and some backing vocals are mine. Take a listen and let us know what you think! I’m really happy with it and can’t wait to play it next time I DJ. Listen to it on something with good bass!

Alan MX, Captain America Video (Brad Walsh Remix)