I’m not so good at pimping myself.
I’ve re-committed to Satan’s Bookclub, and being a better book blogger. Consider this pimped. You can look forward to some more blatant pimping in the future.
Sassy!
I’m not so good at pimping myself.
I’ve re-committed to Satan’s Bookclub, and being a better book blogger. Consider this pimped. You can look forward to some more blatant pimping in the future.
Sassy!
i have writers block big time. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I probably need to ride a roller coaster or something. I told Louise I had nothing to write about, and she said, “tell them about your new glasses.”
So I tried, but it came out:
I got new glasses. They are red. Then End.
But here is a picture of them. You get fish face because all my smirks looked too sleepy, and not in a good way. And my smiles fakey.
You cannot even begin to imagine how big my hair is today. And I am fairly certain I’ve used that quote as a subject title before….
Mr. Moon and I had lunch on Saturday as I was on the west side of the lake, and he was there working overtime. We’d recently chatted about my beef stroganoff cravings and how you just don’t see beef stroganoff in restaurants. Not being something he ever wanted, he had not realized.
Mr. Moon: Hey… do you guys have beef stroganoff?
Waiter: uhh… beef stroganoff? no, man, we don’t have that.
Jodi: It’s really not that common.
Mr. Moon: I would have thought it would be everywhere.
Jodi: Because it’s comfort food?
Waiter: Yeah… beef stroganoff is like something a mom makes. And Mac back there?*points to the kitchen* He ain’t no mom!
Our waiter was a witty, but slow, young man with an enterprising spirit. Despite the fact that it took forever to get the check, I gave him a pretty good tip because, like he told us, “Dude… this is my job, you know? And I need it. I need it to make money for drugs…. I mean SCHOOL! He-he-he-he.”
When it comes to Then and Now, I often run my ideas past Mr. Moon, ask him what he thinks about the song choices. He’s always pointing out that the original is the best. And I chide him, for that is not the spirit of the game. It is not who is best, but rather who loves a song enough to want to redo it. Or sometimes the spirit of the game is why on earth would they chose to do that song? But sometimes the game is can you believe who covered that song? Ok, it’s a complicated game. And this week, Mr. Moon is right. This week, I chose Chris Isaak’s Wicked Game. Fat chance anyone is going to be able to improve upon that song. That song is on my “list.” It’s my list of songs that will never grow old and I will always love.
Wicked Game – Chris Isaak 1989
People ask, Jodi… where do you get your song ideas for Sunday’s Then and Now. That’s what they ask. And I tell ’em it’s none of their bee’s wax. But it’s a combination of suggestions from others, songs I know I want to use, and complete accident. For example, I knew that k.d. lang covered Chris Isaak’s Western Stars. But I did not know how many people have covered Wicked Game. There is a gregorian chant version of Wicked Game. Strange, unnerving, but true. I did not pick that one. But they also do a favorite Peter Gabriel song of mine. Not to mention Duran Duran. Anyway, I chose Finnish goth band H.I.M. Why? Because, on the surface you’d think “yeah! goth up this song! it’s dark, it’s tortured, it’s haunting!” But the truth is… it doesn’t add that much to it. Chris could goth it up if he wanted to. He totally could. I’ve seen him in concert several times. He has a suit made out of mirrors, people. And sure, that doesn’t sound very goth. But that’s because Chris transcends goth. You don’t have to be underweight and sickly looking to feel pain, kids. Nonetheless, if I were in a goth band, I’d totally cover this song. But only if it were ok with Chris.
Wicked Game – H.I.M. 2003
I told you the story about the wiener from the fun hole?
This is the Fun Hole. As seen from my car, when stuck at the red light.
Hey, this week’s theme is Autumn. But get this, I was busy cleaning, and didn’t even think about my story. CLEANING. If that’s not an omen of bad things to come, I don’t know what is. And now I am sleepy. So you all start without me, ok?
The Order of Things
“Autumn…. People like me better, you know.”
“So I’ve heard.”
“They write songs about me.”
“Oh yeah? That’s nice”
“I’m very popular, I’m thinking of getting my own gig somewhere, just leave the three of you behind.”
“Hey… Summer… no matter what… I will follow you. Always.”
Ok, whenever I have nothing to say, I like to fall back on the audioblog option, and Lloyd just gave me the perfect opportunity. He commented on the Leo Sayer post, mistakenly giving Leo credit the song "Rubberband Man." Turns out, the summer of ’77 is sorta hazy for Lloyd. In order to clear things up, I had to get ahold of "Rubberband Man" for him. It’s a pretty enjoyable song, so ya’ll might as well enjoy it as well!
Well, it was my intention to celebrate the official beginning of autumn with a new color scheme. A Fall color scheme. I had it all done, was showing it to a couple of people for feedback, and then suddenly… I hated it. I changed some colors and other details… still hated it. So, no fall theme for now. I’m skipping on to my next theme idea. So you have that to look forward to.
Wow, other than that, I don’t have much to say for myself. Hmmmm… I must be saving it up for tomorrow’s 50 Word Fiction – the theme is Autumn.
I got a speeding ticket on the way to work today. I’d only been on the road for about 3 minutes, I was matching the speed of the cars on the road, and it wasn’t fast, or so I thought. I’m not that bright first thing in the morning. It went something like this.
Cop: Hi, pulled you over because you were going 27 in a school zone. Were you aware of your speed?
Me: uhhh…. speed?
Cop: Do you know the speed limit when children are present?
Me: errrr…. children?
Cop: That’s right, it’s 20 mph when children are present.
Me: hee! kids are funny!
Cop: Do you have a driver’s license, miss?
Me: DO YOU HAVE A 44 OUNCE DR. PEPPER? Because I’ll trade you!!
My iTunes is on random today, and I am very sleepy, so I was very shocked to hear this song come out of my headphones. I had no idea I had that song on my hard drive, or where it came from. And thus, a new feature was born. It’s a lazy feature. Good for sleepy days.
Songs Jodi had no idea were on her hard drive. I won’t tell you what it is. It’s a surprise for you as well.