do you think we have an inner musical instrument, for lack of a better way to explain it… for example, for me, it’s the cello. The sound frequency of a cello must just speak to me, because it affects me more, hits me deeper, than other instruments. I must be connected, on the inside, with cello strings.
What musical frequency are you on? [because I can’t think of a better way of saying ‘what musical instruments gets it done for you?’]
Ever since Ces from Drink at Work posted three songs on his birthday, I have not been able to get this song out of my head. Or even my playlists. It’s one of the rare songs from my past I had not heard on the radio in the last ten years. So it was a real trip back. Lucky for us, someone did a cover in 1996, allowing us to enjoy it twice today, on Then and Now. Plus, I gave Mr. Moon a list of songs and covers to chose from, and this is the one he picked. That is not to say I am not going to sting him with a cover from that blond pop princess he so fears, at a later date. [mostly because it sucks so hard and would make me laugh].
Good Girls Don’t (But I do) – The Knack 1980
First of all, how can I not like a band called The Chubbies? Second of all, it seems appropriate that this song be covered by girls, especially punk girls. I think I am going to make this song my theme song. One of them. I also really like “When you Wish Upon a Star” by Jiminy Cricket. I’m multifaceted.
Good Girls Don’t (But I do) – The Chubbies 1996
Hello and welcome to week 21. Do you think we should have a 1/2 year celebration when we reach week 26? This week’s theme is the number 3, in honor of my baby blogs birthday on Saturday. Awwww… three is such a cute age. It walks, it talks, and now we can cut back on the meds because it spends half the day in preschool! Yay!
Turn Signal
She adjusted the mirror and glanced over at her passenger.
“Don’t worry, you know what they say…”
“What’s that?”
“Third time’s the charm!”
He looked up from his clipboard.
“Unfortunately, Ms. Douglas, this is your fifth time.”
“Wanna make it an even six, old man? Buckle up!”
that I might not be the best fit for a corporate environment. Today I got a hot dog for lunch at this specific hole in the wall food stand, just so I could come back to work and say to everyone “Hey… you guys, look what I have for lunch! I got a wiener from the Fun Hole!!”
What do you think? Would you hire me?
I’m not much of a pc gamer, as you all well know. I’ve played some play station in my time, and enjoyed it very much. But there is one pc game I used to play, way back in my early computer days: Doom.
Naturally, I sucked. But once I learned the all weapons cheat, things evened up a bit. Lord I love me some plasma gun. But it’s not unsatisfying to use the chain saw on a baddie, either. Bloodthirsty? Sure…but you and me baby ain’t nothing but mammals.
In addition to loving cartoonish violence and plasma guns, Evildeb and I are both fans of The Rock. Unapologetically, with our tongues hanging out, hearts palpitating and knees weakened, fans of the Rock. He makes us swoon. So the combination of both Doom, and the Rock, in one glorious movie? Well, the Debil and I have just two words for you. Awwww yeah!
Good hunting, soldiers!
Last Thursday night I decided to go meet strangers in a dive bar. And I took Louise with me. Because if anyone can charm potentially strangers in a dive bar, it’s Louise.
Truthfully, they aren’t complete strangers. Cam and Lara, who comment here, and author they occasional 50 word fiction, invited me to their monthly "have drinks in a dive bar with a whole bunch of people we know some of whom we just met." The first thing Cam did was give us each a dollar for the juke box, as it was the best juke box ever. I played Me First and the Gimme Gimmes, Neil Diamond, Cheap Trick and the Violent Femmes. I was able to prove that Louise is not just a little character on my blog, and she really does have a Scottish accent. Well, at least I was able to prove it to Cam and Lara. We met lots of really nice people, including one woman with whom we chatted for quite a while, and yet she was not insulted when we told her we couldn’t remember her name. Lynn. I remember it now. I’m horrible with names. The second you introduce someone to me, I will instantly forget their name.
So Cam is affectionate and touchy, and Louise is not, and I think that if I were to arrange them at a table again, I would definitely put them next to each other. Just to watch Cam try not to touch her [she is really so very adorable, it’s hard not to want to just pat her arm at least] and Louise try not to yell "bad touch! bad touch!" And Lara knows all the words to "I Want it Now" [aka: bean feast] from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Which just so happens to be a favorite song of mine to sing. Because, it really is my bar of chocolate, you know.
Anyway, you know you are having fun when you lose track of time, and soon it was 1 am on a school night. As Louise and I were walking back to the car, we passed a club, across the street, with loud hip hop streaming out. Three fine young gentlemen in very saggy trousers were hanging out on the side walk. As we walked past them, Louise was doing that talking thing you do, when you don’t want some stranger to talk to you or ask you to sign their petition or give them a dollar. Nonetheless… one of the Fine Young Gentlemen with Saggy Trousers asked if we were sisters. To which I replied, politely, "Oh no… no we are not sisters."
He was just surprised that I would actually answer him, and thanked me for the response. As we passed, one or more of the FYG w/ ST yelled out to us. "hey… you got something fine following you!"
"Louise, we have something following us… do you think it’s a puppy?"
More yelling from the FYG w/ST that indicated it was indeed not a puppy, but rather it was a booty. I don’t know which one, maybe both.
"No, it’s not a puppy. I do believe he is referring to our fine posteriors."
"Hmmm… I wish it was a puppy."
But when we got in the car, we broke into a rousing rendition of "Baby Got Back" anyway.
I’m still waiting for my bean feast, by the way.
Today is my eldest brother’s birthday, so let’s all say Happy Birthday to my big brother, lest he think we don’t care. Because we do. If we didn’t, would it hurt as much? I doubt it. Cheers to you, big bro.
After admitting my new love of all things Eel, Chris suggested that I try their latest release. And so I have, thank you iTunes music store for addressing my immediate needs, immediately. The way they were meant to be addressed. This is a double cd release, so I am working my way through it, but in a day or two, I’ll post something good for you to hear. In the mean time, you can hear a new Eels song every day at their My Space site. But then you have to venture on to myspace. And so far, with the exception of a couple of people, myspace.com kinda scares me. But go there today, before the day before yesterday’s song disappears “I’m going to stop pretending that I did not break your heart.” Because so far, it is one of my favorites on this new album.
“Blinking Lights and Other Revelations”
Oh, look at me, the music reviewer. How cute.
The New Kid was moving into the cube next door to me today, so I hauled everything of mine that was left in there, over to my own desk. “Hauled” makes it sound like there was a lot. There wasn’t. I waited until the last minute because I so enjoyed the constant reminders from various people that I was getting a New Kid soon, and had to move my stuff. What? You are kidding? A New Kid? I did not know that! Sarcasm does become me, trust me.
So, when I was getting ready to leave for the day, I hear Dr. Stevil and EvilDeb talking to the New Kid about my desk. Now, even tho he is New, he is not really “new” to us. He used to work with the three of us at the vendor. Then he left, and made us cry. Now he works at my POE, but not on my product team. Anyway, I heard Evildeb say something about how they threw away all their trash and crap, when we moved to the new part of the building, but that I just brought mine along with me. Which is true. I didn’t have time to go through all that crap! I thought I would do that when I unpacked. But then, I haven’t finished unpacking yet. [April. we moved in April, in case you are wondering.] Now, Evildeb and Dr. Stevil are both freakishly neat. And Evildeb was explaining how she didn’t really need her second set of drawers, but her things “bring joy to her life.” I tried to point out that it was hypocritical to make fun of me. But that’s like comparing a tiny orange to a room full of apples running amuck. Golden Delicious, tho they may be.
“Yeah, but Jodi… JODI. Come on… Jodi.”
“Yeah. ok… but you should see the back of my car!” It’s worse than my desk.
“Not to mention your house?”
Now, I resent that remark. She has not been in my house since last fall! She has no idea what shape it is in! Besides, I don’t have time for housework, I have sims who need me to get them into private school, and teach them to cook, and to put them into situations that allow for public woo-hoo! I have to keep their houses clean, damn it!
I managed to eat entirely for free today, there was complimentary food galore at work. That’s a good day, in my book.
I got something fun in the mail last week, the US mail even. It wasn’t a bill, or junk, or a catalog, or someone insisting they could me another credit card or solve my tax problems. Drink Jack sent me some cd’s of cover songs, but originals and the covers! I got music in the mail. So this week’s Then and Now is brought to you by DrinkJack, who invites you all to drink more Jack. Daniels that is. I picked this song mainly because I was in the mood to hear some Dire Straights.
Romeo and Juliet – Dire Straits 1980
And here is the cover from the Indigo Girls. About which I have nothing witty or clever to say. Except that when I was looking at their discography, to see when their version was released, I was skimming through song tittles and I thought that they had a song on their April 2005 release Prom that was entitled “Penises on a Track.” That’s odd, I thought. Turns out, it was pennies.
Romeo and Juliet – Indigo Girls 1992
I’ve been having super vivid dreams the last few days. Not only vivid, but exciting and fun, as well. Weird, but never scary. One night I dreamt that I was walking from one house, to another, at night. And I had to walk through a bit of forrest to get there. The moon was full, but it was otherwise dark. My friend, Spanky, was in my dream, and he did not want me to walk alone, so he took my hand and walked with me, which I remember thinking was terribly sweet. I told him about the dream and then we had a fascinating chat about the subconscious. [forests or woods are supposed to symbolize the subconscious, and if you are lost in the dream, if may indicate a lack of clear direction. I was not, however lost.]
In last night’s dream, I went to a big BBQ picnic at a friends house, a labor day party. They had a really big house, lots of land, a pool, even a lake bordering their property. I thought it was just a party for friends, but then, soon, I noticed there were all these bands there. Including the bad that has been in heavy rotation for me lately: The Eels.
At work, I am listening to The Eels: Beautiful Freak. Every third time, I cleanse the palette with either the soundtrack to Whale Rider or the soundtrack to Twin Peaks, and then I am back for two more rounds of Beautiful Freak. Currently, at home and in the car, I am listening to a playlist I call "Matilda." [which I will probably explain tomorrow, when I do the Then and Now] This playlist features the title track from Beautiful Freak, which is a song I can just not get out of my head. I think it is probably one of the sweetest love songs I know. And I am ever so hopeful that it shows up in tonight’s dream as well.
The Eels: Beautiful Freak
