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music

Thank you Mr. Masked Man

Yay! So lot’s of people who like the Kate Bush. Let me ask you this, do you guys remember USA’s Nightflight show? It was on late late on Fridays and/or Saturdays. Started in the earlyish 80’s to the latetish 80’s. Then it was replaced by “Up All Night.” Not the same thing and not nearly as good. Nightflight was where I first heard, and saw, Kate Bush. I also remember they had lots of crazy animation and shorts. I remember an animated Lenny Bruce thing… it was the coolest show. We need shows like that now. But we’d never get ’em.

A few people mentioned that Kate is supposed to be working on a new album. And I am very much looking forward to that.

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thenandnow

Then and Now: Part One

On Sunday mornings, a local radio stations has a show called Resurrection Flashback. Featuring alternative music from the 70’s, 80’s and sneaking into the 90’s. In other words, music from my generation, but more alternative than your basic 80’s music show. They have a feature called Then and Now, where they play a song from an artist who has not been around in a while, but has something new. Or has been around all this time, but has something new anyway. But this morning they did a song, instead of an artist. They just happened to feature a song from someone I’ve been listening to lately, and wanting to hear more of, Kate Bush. The song was Hounds of Love. And I decided to recreate it here for you. So, part one.
Then: Hounds of Love by Kate Bush

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50 Word Fictions

50 Word Fiction Fridays Vol. 13

Welcome to Lucky 13! You know, I was in one of those professional growth classes at work, where you are supposed to come up with ways you can start to fulfill your happiness and shit, and I stated that I would take baby step towards writing more fiction by doing a 50 word fiction every friday. I thought that was kinda funny. Anyway, someone from that class walked up to me yesterday and asked me if I was still writing my 50 word stories like I said I would. And I was proud to say, “Yes I am! Going on week 13 in a row!”

It’s good to have tiny goals.

Ok, in honor of all the babies being born to people I know lately, and the babies about to to be born to people I know, and the fact that I finally got my Sims to have a baby, I give you this weeks theme… ready? It’s babies. Saw that coming, didn’t you?

Day Care Employee

They all arrived in the morning at once, they all cried at once, they all pooped at once, they all wanted to eat at once, they all seemed to want to throw up on her at once, so why on earth couldn’t they all nap at once. Just once.

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I can see all obstacles in my way

Frequently commentor, and 50 word fiction author, DrinkJack left his home today – setting off on a two week long road trip around various parts of the western US. He’s going to be here in Seattle on the 4th and 5th and I have taken time off to go out and play with him. We are going to head into some mountains and trample foliage and throw rocks a the wildlife. No… I’m kidding. We’ll “take only pictures” and “leave only footprints.” Unless the wildlife pisses me off. Then they are getting a stone upside the furry little head. Little muther fuc… no, come on… I love animals. Seriously. They are great. Smooch! I kiss them.

We had a BBQ here at work today. I don’t know why, exactly. We just do stuff like that on occasion. I had steak! They had steak! Louise was here, but not officially back at work. She’s back officially on Tuesday. But she came in for lunch. I have missed her! There are things that can only be discussed with people who know how annoying other people can be, without ever even meeting them. You know? We all have our gifts.

I feel like I should post some kind of current event or something. Rustle up some political commentary after the president’s speech. But I just don’t have it in me. What’s on my mind instead? Uhhh… Tessa called me a jerk at the BBQ and I think she’s being difficult. Especially when I have no idea what jerky thing I was doing. Now she is shunning me. It’s ok, tho. Because I have a meeting in a bit. It will be easy to shun me then, as I will be away from my desk. Also, you remember that song by Chumbawumba? “I Get Knocked Down.” I heard it on the radio and it made me laugh, because when I first heard the song I thought he was saying “I get no tongue, but I get over it…” I thought it was about a man who gets no lovin’. I like it better that way.

Thank you, Thomas, for explaining the onsie-twosie concept to us. Generally I think of onsie twosie in terms of commercial printing. A onsie twosie being a small job with few copies. River, the onsie twosie dance was something I made up. It’s not square, it’s not polka, it’s not swing… and it’s not even remotely graceful. But when I do it, I look goooooood.

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evildeb

I guess Amelia didn’t catch this one.

overheard*: “... and then you can onsie – twosie to your heart’s content.”

Evildeb: I rather like the idea of onsie – twosieying to my heart’s content

Jodi: Depends… what does it mean?

Evildeb: I have no idea.

Jodi: *experiments with a onsie – twosie dance*

Evildeb: is that what it means?

Jodi: No, I was just trying it out. I think I will onsie – twosie myself on out the door to run errands.

Evildeb: Are you going to buy some onsies?

Jodi: Hey… maybe it’s Potty Functions.

Evildeb: in which case everyone should be able to onsie – twosie to their hearts content. Hopefully.

Jodi: I kinda need to onsie right now.

Evildeb: Great… thanks for sharing.

As I was writing this, the monkee started talking babytalk on the phone, and I felt a level of horror that had previously not been felt since I was five years old and my dad took me on the Haunted Mansion ride at Disneyland. And then, I bomitted.

*for those who don’t know, if it appears in quotes and italics at the top of the post, it’s usually the monkee we are overhearing.

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music

Don’t blame me, blame it on the bossa nova

The other day, I was trying to find a copy of "Sympathy for the Devil" I am sure I own it somewhere. I have an mp3… I have to. But I couldn’t find one on my hard drive, so I went to Apple Music Store. The only versions of "Sympathy for the Devil" done by the Rolling Stones, available on iTunes, is live. I didn’t want live. But I found something even better.



Bossa N’ Stones. It’s Stones music done to a bossa nova beat, with female singers. So delightful and bubbly it was, Tessa and I knew we had to have it. She said, "I have five dollars in my pocket." and I said, "I’m downloading it now." How we lived without it, I do not know.

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What does warm colitas smell like, anyway?

I finally managed to hook up with my good friends The Moons yesterday. They’ve been MIA for several months. Well, missing in MY action. They’ve had plenty of their own action. They’ve moved back down to Tacoma. Bad for me. But Mr. Moon is still working in Seattle. Mrs. Moon is now on bed rest, due to her second pregnancy. Bed rest is difficult at best when you are a stay at home mom of a 20 month old kid. Despite the fact that the second soon to be born Moon is a girl, they are still not considering Jodi as a name. What is up with that? It’s a great name!

So I was thinking about the song “Hotel California” by the Eagles this morning. Remember that one line in which Don Henly says “So I called up the Captain, ‘Please bring me my wine,’ He said we haven’t had that spirit here since 1969.” Do you think by “spirit” he was referring to the wine itself? As in Wine and Spirits? Because I always thought he was commenting that they have not had that kind of spunk, that kind of party spirit, until Don got there. Not since 1969. Thirty odd years and I’ve always thought this. This morning it occurred to me that I could be wrong. Of course, later they mention pink champagne on ice, so maybe I was right all along, and the Captain was just stoked to have Don’s drinking spirit amongst the guests.

I don’t know… I was just thinking… what do you guys think?

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pru

Still sweetie if you want to know how to peck a dwarf on the cheek as he’s walking out of the house to the disco in your dress , then I’m your girl.

Pru sleeps around. She rotates her favorite sleeping spot every week or two. Sometimes its with me, then it will be on the purple chair, then maybe it’s on the bed again, only this time only at the foot of the bed, or maybe it’s on my bed again but she has to actually sleep ON me. Then she’s off again to god only knows where for a week or so. No matter where she sleeps, however, she always ends up on the bed, usually on me, in the morning, while she waits for me to get up.

Last night, she decided it was time to sleep with me again. This morning I found her resting on me, in such a manner, that her fluffy tail would swish back and forth, ever so lightly, on my cheek. That’s how I woke up. I told her it was not even 6 am but she just looked at me with that “What? Oh, I’m a cat, I can’t tell time, all I know is the sun is up and that means morning. And morning means breakfast! But if it’s too early, you go back to sleep. Unless, that is, now that you are awake you realize you have to get up to go the bathroom anyway.” look.

You can try to roll over to knock her off, but she’ll just climb back on and stretch out on your face or something. Very subtle.

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Saturday Morning funnies

stepdad: ok, I’ve got my bad headlight out.

me: oh yeah?

stepdad: yeah, now I have to go buy the right one, because it turns out I bought the wrong one earlier.

me: what did you do, buy the left one? Bwhahahhhaaahaha!!!

stepdad: *raises single eyebrow at me*

me: *continuing with overly jocular laughter* whooo! oh man…

stepdad: yeah. ok. Well, see you later!

me: Ok, but I can’t promise I’ll be this funny later

stepdad: *walking away* yeah… right.

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