Yesterday was the most beautiful day. It was a Jodi kinda day. Mid 60’s and raining. Pru and I sat and listened to it rain, listened to the laundry cycle it’s way through wash and dry, and watched a marathon of What Not to Wear. We like to scare ourselves that way. I do believe Stacy could kick all of our asses at once. In 4″ stilettos. She rules.
Anyhoo, on to this week’s song.
Hold Me Now – Thompson Twins
I’m late with the T&N because I have been trying to find a particular song I heard on a podcast. I’ve been looking everywhere, and could not find it. It is sung by Stephanie Casey, who sings in a band Fall of Snow, but this is some of her solo work. However, damned if I can find any info about her solo work. So what we have here is basically the digital equivalent of recording a song off the radio. I thought it was pretty and wanted to play it for you. In the mean, here is the link to her band’s website.
Hold Me Now – Stephanie Casey
Monthly Archives: July 2006
So completely true
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You Are Midnight |
 You are more than a little eccentric, and you’re apt to keep very unusual habits. Whether you’re a nightowl, living in a commune, or taking a vow of silence – you like to experiment with your lifestyle. Expressing your individuality is important to you, and you often lie awake in bed thinking about the world and your place in it. You enjoy staying home, but that doesn’t mean you’re a hermit. You also appreciate quality time with family and close friends. |
Let’s hover like bees
I'm going through a blue period. An extended period of troubling ennui. It happens, I'm only human. Part of it is causal. For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction – simple physics. Part of it is probably the season. Maybe I have some kind of bizzaro-S.A.D. Summer just saps my strength.
It's ok, I'll snap out of it. I always do. I just have to wait it out until something excites me again, and the glass starts to look half full rather than half empty. Couldn't appreciate my inner sunshine if it didn't occasionally go away, right? So I apologize, in advance, in the quality of blog posts. In the mean time, I'll continue to brood my way out of it, and listen to Neko Case.
Neko Case – Outro With Bees
Then and Now: Episode 31 Slide Over Here and Give Me a Moment
One time, I had tickets to an INXS concert, with my friends, and I came down with strep throat. I was sick as a dog, fever and everything, and didn’t want to go. My friends thought I was crazy, Michael Hutchins was worth the pain, they said. I didn’t go, and they talked up the concert in front of me constantly. It was, it seemed, orgasmic to watch Michael on stage. Years later, when I did see them, I have to say I was disappointed. It was a good show and I enjoyed it, but in no way was it a sexual experience. I was expecting something more impossibly visceral, based on the stories I had heard. Maybe Michael just didn’t feel like putting out that night. Nonetheless, I’ve always liked this song.
Need You Tonight – INXS
I often confer with Mr. Moon, on the topic of music. I played this song for him, and asked him if it would make a good Then and Now.
Mr. Moon: Jeezly crow – it’s already like 95 times better than the original.
Me: Really? You like it better.
Mr. Moon: way better, I’m not the hugest INXS fan. The lyrics always rocked in that song but it was too poppy for the content, it needed to be sexier. And not sexier in the auto-erotic asphyxiation masturbatory way, but in the grunge fucking way.
Kazy, while not on iTunes music store, has a very impressive website, and you could purchase the song for a dollar, which I just love. That is why the internet was created, kids. Well, first it was porn, and then it was music.
Cows have four stomachs. Rabbits don’t.
Here at my POE, one of the reasons “they” keep us in a pod formation, made up of cubes, is to encourage open dialog and sharing of ideas and technology. I’m going to share with you the open dialog/ technical discussion I had with KK yesterday.
We join the conversation as Jodi is preparing to leave for the day, she is looking at her monitor.
Jodi: Oh bunny cam, as much as I have enjoyed your recent antics, I must leave you for the day. Although you are awfully cute. Look at you investigating your own backside there… probably getting ready to eat your own poop.
KK: Is that what bunnies do?
Jodi: Yes. Bunnies have two kinds of poop. The kind you are used to seeing and a SPECIAL kind they eat. It’s supposed to be good for them, nutrients or something. You rarely see that kind of poop.
KK: So it’s like … cud.
Jodi: Yes, I suppose so. Only… it comes from the butt. It’s butt cud.
KK: Well that’s a pleasant thought.
Jodi: and with that, I leave you!
summer + jodi = no good
You know, it’s really hard to have good blog stories if all you do all weekend is try to remain as still as possible, in front of a fan. repeating “why isn’t it autumn, when is it going to be autumn?” over and over. Occasionally getting up to drink orange juice straight from the carton, or nab a popsicle.
Good news is, it’s supposed to cool down this week. Only 88 today, and 76-80 throughout the week. In fact, this weekend, it’s supposed to be 69-70! This is the most exciting thing in my life right now. Which should just show you how dull my life is, currently.
Pru likes it when I hold still, tho. Means she can snuggle next to me, try to sleep on top of my book. The rest of the time she spent sleeping in the bathtub.
But here is a question that is slightly more fun. My mom and I are going to NYC this October. On my birthday. We are going to see The Color Purple. Right now, that’s the only firm plan we have. Although, I’d like to go to MoMA. Any of you travelers, or New Yorkers, out there have suggestions for where to stay?
Another Saturday … Lost
It’s too hot. Too hot to do anything. Too hot to write anything. Too hot to get anything done. Too hot to be creative. Too hot to think. I’m numb with hottness.
That didn’t come out right.
The point is, my super powers are at less than half power on a day like today. I am worse than sloth. Sloth sped right by me today. I hid in the darkest, coolest room in the house all day, my bedroom, drank orange juice out of frozen mugs and read. And I literally lost the day to a book. It was 10 when I started to read and then, all of the sudden, it was 4 pm. Like…. THAT!
But I just ate a popsicle, and it revived me momentarily. I think I know what I will use for a Then and Now tomorrow.
Pop quiz
For … ummm… no particular reason:
What are three adjectives that describe me?
Thanks for your participation.
Baton down your hatches and hide your redheads…
Heads up, America, Louise now has her green card.
I think we should go out to celebrate. Everyone wears green and we have something traditional like Baseball, Hot Dogs, Apple Pie and Chevrolets. Except, get rid of the baseball, it’s boring, have steak instead of hot dogs, keep the apple pie [I mean… duh] and I drive a Nissan.
Another somewhat rhetorical question
I like watching the bunny cam at Brooklyn Bunny throughout my workday. Watching that cute little bun wash him’s widdle face acts as a serotonin reuptake inhibitor. I’m convinced that moral in any workplace would increase a thousand fold if there were bunnies scampering freely about the office. [of course, I’m also convinced that a really really good baked potato with all the trimmings for lunch would do the same thing.]
Why can’t there be more bunnies in our lives?