Does this boy even have bones #bap #zelo #kpop

TvLine: Bones Gets Midseason Premiere Date, Returns to Thursday Night Slot

Crank up Foreigner’s “Hot Blooded” and do a victory dance: Bones is coming back right where it belongs.

The back half of the Fox drama’s 11th season will premiere on Thursday, April 14, at 8/7c, the network announced Wednesday.

Per Fox, the midseason premiere “finds Hodgins eight weeks into his rehabilitation and forced to navigate life in a wheelchair. Meanwhile, Brennan and Booth investigate the death of a public defender who had multiple defendants from previous cases with motives to kill her.”

In the 9 pm timeslot previously held by Sleepy Hollow, which now airs Fridays at 8, Fox will air the military-inspired competition series American Grit.

Hosted by WWE Superstar John Cena, Grit pits teams of men and women against each other to win millions in prize money as they face military- and survival-themed challenges.


“Soak me in your laundry and I’ll come out clean,
scrub me and I’ll have a snow-white life.
Tune me in to foot-tapping songs,
set these once-broken bones to dancing.
Don’t look too close for blemishes,
give me a clean bill of health.
God, make a fresh start in me,
shape a Genesis week from the chaos of my life.
Don’t throw me out with the trash,
or fail to breathe holiness in me.
Bring me back from gray exile,
put a fresh wind in my sails!
Give me a job teaching rebels your ways
so the lost can find their way home.
Commute my death sentence,
God, my salvation God,
and I’ll sing anthems to your life-giving ways.
Unbutton my lips, dear God;
I’ll let loose with your praise.”
‭‭Psalm‬ ‭51:7-15‬ ‭MSG‬‬

recently randomly took a photo out of my windscreen.
and it turned out to be a quality photo.
but as you can obviously see,
I need to clean my windscreen.
and it made me not want to share the photo
because of how dang dirty my windscreen is.
but then I thought I’d share it anyways because why not.
and then I thought “hey, that’s kinda like we feel God sees us, we’re so messed up that we don’t feel like we’re wanted or worthy to be looked upon.”
and he decides to keep us, and use us for the betterment of his world and his kingdom.
he chose us, with our dirty windscreens and all, to show the world Love and grace. how cool.

side note: I’m gonna go get my windscreen cleaned.

#windscreen #nuggetofjoy #randomthought #randomphoto #howgoodisgodhey
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Flesh and Bone” is a brand new limited series set in a ballet company in NYC from EMMY award winning writer Moira Walley-Beckett. All episodes available now on Starz.

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“Swamp” - Murrieta Dance Project, teen lyrical large group, 1st place, Showstopper West Coast Finals, July 2015
★ Choreography by Will Johnston
☆ Dancers ☆ Kaitlyn Boyer, Mackenzie Clemens, Victoria Frank, Alex Gonzalez, Alyssa Hlava, Lexi Martin, Kiana Martinez, Chandler Nickerson, Elizabeth Rudisill, Talia Seitel, Payton Sullivan, Kelsey Waite

Swamp ~ Us Baby Bear Bones


Undone | Son Lux

Watch the brand new music video for Son Lux’s “Undone” off their 2015 release, Bones.  It was the first full-length release since drummer Ian Chang and guitarist Rafiq Bhatia joined Ryan Lott (Son Lux) turning the solo, trio.  This video features beautiful cinematography and choreography, dance, and acting, fitting into the good company of other artistic videos that have come from Bones.  Undone is directed by David Terry Fine, read more about his vision at Fader.

Murder on the Dance Floor

A weekend songfic! A first for me, very scary. Thanks to @anachromystic for the prompt: Murder on the Dance Floor by Sophie Ellis-Bextor.

She heard no beat before the mark, no thrumming in her bones. Now the tempo threatens to undo her. Eyes wide dreaming, she lies awake, remembering the rush of the rhythm. Safety chafes, an unsettled itch, until she throws herself in saddle and makes her way like a woman drowning.

The rifts call, reaching, aching: the beat in her heart, in her head, in her bones. Dance, Inquisitor, the steps that beckon. Life and death are hip to hip, cheek to cheek. The demons wait – come dance, come dance. Let the world fall away. Step, counter step, whirl of fire, scrape of claws, never-ending snarl, scream. An ever-twisting melody. Don’t stop. No fear.


But her companions? They trip. Step and slip. The rhythm breaks. The Veil stutters. Her blood pools red and the power goes away. After, she snarls at them and doesn’t know why.

Until the day that Solas leaves his library.

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