I’m a little blue this morning. Sometimes I get myself mixed up in things I am not even aware of, and when the dust settles and all parties are settled, I’m standing alone in the dust wondering what happened and why I am the one left out in the cold. Now, totally manageable situation, because I’m not really out in the cold in life. But if you spend a few hours listening to incredibly beautiful, but incredibly sad, music, you can come to believe that you are.
So I decided, no more Damien Rice today…. I simply cannot take it. And somehow, I stumbled upon the perfect antidote. Completely by accident.
This song is available from their website for download. But I have a feeling I am going to need more than one song.
Darling Nikki – Asylum Street Spankers
Monthly Archives: September 2005
50 Word Fiction Fridays Vol. 23
Or as Loon likes to call it, FWFF. She even made a little badge! And I stole it. You can steal it too. It’s free!!
This week’s theme is waiting.
Kitty Karma
“I’ve given it some thought… I’m not as good as I could be. It’s quite possible I won’t be reincarnated as a human.”
“No? What are you coming back as?”
“Probably.. a cat.”
“Why wait?” He opened his arms, she crawled onto his lap and purred.
I can’t get my ears off this song…
I explained what the cello does to me, so maybe you will understand why I cannot quit listening to this song. It kills me, I swear.
The Blower’s Daughter – Damien Rice
Jodi and Evildeb in a meeting/conference call
Evildeb: you are soooo funny to them
Evildeb: they just laugh and laugh
Jodi: like a monkey
Jodi: that’s my role
Evildeb: who’s the monkey
Evildeb: they laugh like monkeys
Jodi: i was thinking i was the monkey
Evildeb: no
Jodi: look at, laugh at the little monkey
Evildeb: I think they are a gaggle of monkeys
Jodi: what do you call a group of monkeys? i’m looking it up.
Evildeb: a gaggle
Evildeb: especially when they laugh
Jodi: troop
Jodi: it’s a troop of monkeys
Jodi: but its a shrewdness of apes
Evildeb: I’m a shrewdness of apes
later in the meeting…
Evildeb: when she said “ping us” it sounded like penis
Jodi: i know. “if you hear of this issue, just… penis.”
And then I got the giggles. But at least now we know about the monkeys.
They just released iTunes 5.0
I’m downloading it now.
I do not have a cell phone. I’ve tried to have them before, a long time ago, but I’m not much of a phone girl. There are times I don’t want to be reachable. However, there are times I think it would be nice to have one. When I am late, or lost, or if I had a car problem. And I’ve thought about getting another pre-paid phone for that purpose. But until today, no phone has captured my fancy enough to tempt me. Until today.
Goodbye Summer, don’t let the door hit you on the way out!
Wheee-hooo, kids! It’s a new school year. I’ve got a fresh spiral notebook and a shiny new bic pen right here, and I’m not afraid to take names if need be. I know some people think that a fresh clean slate comes at the beginning of the New Year, but anyone who is anyone knows it comes in the fall, with the new school supplies and fall clothes. Screw summer… that show off season. I’ve got a note getting me out of PE, and I heart autumn. If it wasn’t in the “to be dry cleaned eventually possibly never” pile, I’d be wearing my catholic school girl skirt today.
Then and Now: Episode Nine for a lost God.
Whoops. Yesterday was Sunday, wasn’t it? Today is actually Monday. I gets all confused when I have the long weekends. Ok, so I am late, and don’t think I don’t know that this will go down on my permanent record. To make up for it, I am picking a song based solely on the fact that it ROCKS! I don’t care about the cover version. I just really want to hear this song. You know, this is another song that I would cover if I became a rock n’ roll goddess. I know that Jack is going to like this weeks selection.
Kiss Off – Violent Femmes
Ok, to be honest, I don’t know who Guster is, but I like their taste. And they do a fine job. I’m just happy to hear the song a second time. I think that I’ll take time to listen to their other stuff.
Kiss Off – Guster
I am nobody’s little weasel.
There is a breeze outside. For a moment I was standing next to some bright pink and purple flowers in a parking lot. I don’t know what kind, peonies maybe? All the sudden, I was smack in the middle of springtime in Tulsa. Deja Vu weather. Happens to me all the time.
Now my window is open so I can feel the breeze inside, I’m listening to the soundtrack to Amélie and I feel like writing a story.
I was thinking….
that if I were to become a rock n’ roll goddess, one of the songs I would cover, for my own amusement, would be The Supersuckers Born with a Tail.
What would you cover?
50 Word Fiction Friday Vol. 22
Oh man, I am so happy it’s September! Fall is my favorite!
I was having a great deal of trouble coming up with my 50 words this week. I honestly think those sims sap all the creative juices from my brain. So, while chatting with Christine, she gave me the challenge of using the words “buttery justice.” We’d been talking about the Tick. Sometimes, all I need is a little push. Your challenge is to use either buttery or justice in your story. But, as you well know by now, you will get the extra special double chocolate hot fudge bonus points with the whipped cream and a cherry on top, if you use both.
Not Baked Goods, but Baked Bads.
Everyday he comes in, pushing people aside, talking on his phone, a wake of jostled coffee cups behind him. Day after day, the constant inconsiderate nature of the man. As I walked past him today, I tripped. Spilling the contents of my pastry tray on him, I dispensed my buttery justice.