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I saw this at Pop Sensation, and decided to play along, since it’s a slow day today.

If your life were a movie, what would the soundtrack be?

1. Open your music library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc).
2. Put it on shuffle.
3. Press play.
4. For every category (see below), type the song that’s playing.
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button.
6. Don’t lie and try to pretend you’re cool.

Here are the categories, and my results / responses:

Opening credits: Our Last Summer – Mamma Mia! soundtrack.  Starting off with nostalgia? Doesn’t that seem a little, well, odd? Of course, it could be argued that I’m a little (or a lot) odd, so perhaps it all fits.

Waking up: Indian Reservation – Paul Revere & The Raiders. Well, I am part Cherokee. And I can be pretty foul-tempered sometimes in the mornings, although I’ll never match up to the Incomparable Izzybella, who once slugged our brother’s friend when he dared to say “good morning, sunshine” on the first day of school.

[apparently we flash back to my childhood now…]

First day of school: Seasons of Love – Original Broadway Cast Recording, Rent. Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes, how do you measure a year? In being a suck-up to the teachers, in getting bullied by the people who hated suck-ups, in either being crazy about doing homework or totally avoiding it, in coming up with incredibly creative ways to deal with punishments meted out by teachers. Ah, school.

Falling in love: San Francisco – The Weepies. “I’m gonna stay high, lie low.” It’s a love song of sorts, so I guess it works here. Not what I would have chosen, of course.

First love song: The Luckiest – Ben Folds.  Awww! I love this song! “I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you.” I love Ben Folds’s cussing songs, and I love the sweet, tender way he does this one.

Breaking up – I’m the Only One – Melissa Etheridge.  You stupid git! You’re breaking up with me, when I’m the only one who’d walk across a fire for you! Or is that why you’re breaking up, ’cause I’m crazy enough to walk across a fire? Okay, seriously, I never walked across a fire, but I did once break a board with my hand. No kidding! It was fun! And if you ever break up with me again, I’ll do it again! (breathes heavily) Okay. I’m calm now.

Prom – I Want to Be Alone – Green Day. I didn’t really have a boyfriend then. I had a huge crush on the guy I invited to prom, and we had a so-so time. (He went to another school, which is why I invited him, instead of waiting to be invited.) He was a sweetie, of course, but he in turn had a huge crush on one of our mutual friends. It was a little bizarre. But then, much of my life is. Bizarre, I mean, and not in a small way. But I didn’t want to be alone. I wanted to have the prom experience that everyone assured me was an essential part of growing up.

Mental breakdown – Star Dust – Louis Armstrong Orchestra. This jazzy instrumental doesn’t remind me at all of a mental breakdown. It’s so nice and upbeat. How about we reverse this one with the prom song, and then you’d totally have it right.

Driving – Stop Thinking About It – Joe Ramone.  “Nothing lasts forever and nothing stays the same.” So you may as well drive since everything’s going to change.

Flashback – Hotel Song – Regina Spektor. “Come in, come in, come into my world I’ve to to show, show show you.” With dreams of orca whales and owls, this could lead to a fantastic flashback. I used to have an enormous poster of a humpback whale in my office at the University of Utah. It freaked me, to be honest. It was so enormous, and it made me feel small and insignificant.

Getting back together – Mama Tried – Randy Travis (or, as my husband calls him, Randy Travers).  “I turned 21 in prison, doing life without parole.” Um, no. Not really. Well, the life without parole part, sure, if you look at life as a prison sentence. But not literally. Not stone walls and iron bars prison.

Wedding – Eskimo – Damien Rice. “I look to my Eskimo friend when I’m down, down, down.”  Not very weddingish, is it, unless your spouse is an Eskimo. Mine’s not. Mine’s a Polish Yankee. Of course, “our song” is Proud Mary (the CCR version, not the Tina Turner version), so who am I to complain about this song?

Birth of child – Paper Moon – Erin McKeown.  This is my favourite version of another song I’ve loved for years. “It’s only a paper moon, sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn’t be make-believe if you were here with me.” Yeah, that’s a good way to describe my feelings about my children, since they’re not here.

Final battle – The Mummers’ Dance – Loreena McKennitt. “And so they linked their hands and danced Round in circles and in rows And so the journey of the night descends When all the shades are gone.” I guess that means I won my final battle, which is nice.

Death scene – Bad Dreams – Joni Mitchell. I like the song, but I don’t think it particularly fits my death scene. Doesn’t work for me, really. “Bad dreams are good In the great plan.”

Funeral song – Do You Realize?? – The Flaming Lips. Okay, now this one is a cool funeral song. “And instead of saying all of your goodbyes – let them know You realize that life goes fast It’s hard to make the good things last You realize the sun doesn’t go down It’s just an illusion caused by the world spinning round.”

End credits – Lie Lie Lie Lie – Chumbawamba. “Your life is a dream, and then you wake up.” Cool! That’s sort of how I think of life, sometimes, as a dream and one of these days I’ll wake up and life will be something altogether different.

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Music Meme

I saw this on Fond of Snape…!

Step 1: Put your MP3 player or whatever on random
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 25 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song.
Step 3: Here’s the fun part: YOU get to guess what song it is from just the one line; if you’re really good, you’ll know the artist as well! [ahahaha good luck with this one!]
Step 4: Then I get to strike through the line when someone gets it right, linking to that someone, cause I’m nice like that
Step 5: No cheating! And by cheating, I mean no looking them up on Google or any other search engine ;-)

  1. Who’s afraid of the sun?
  2. I want you to know I’m happy for you. You Oughta Know, Alanis Morissette. The Incomparable Izzybella got it!
  3. Are there stars out tonight? I Only Have Eyes For You, sung here by Rod Stewart. Way to go, Janet! (and no, I couldn’t get any of yours)
  4. Marilou repose sous la neige.
  5. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! All you sinners, gather round.
  6. I never had a friend as close as you.
  7. Never win first place; I don’t support the team; I can’t take direction; and my socks are never clean. Don’t Let Me Get Me, Pink. Woohoo, Amethyst!
  8. Goin’ down to Rosie’s.
  9. What can I compare you to?
  10. My love said to me, “My mother won’t mind, and me father won’t slight you for your lack of kind.”
  11. With a w and a w and a w dot.
  12. Those schoolgirl days of telling tales and biting nails are gone.
  13. C’est par un jour d’avril qu’elle se promène en ville.
  14. I got a blue and red Adidas bag and a humungous binder.If I Had $1,000,000, Barenaked Ladies. Way to go JTS!
  15. It seems we’ve stood and talked like this before.Where or When, here sung by Rod Stewart. JTS rocks again!
  16. You’ll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley. Fields of Gold, Sting. And once again JTS has it!
  17. We can never know about the days to come, but we think about them anyway.
  18. I sit alone and watch your light.
  19. You say I only hear what I want to. Stay, Lisa Loeb. Izzybella, you rock! (and roll! And rock and roll and roll and rock!)
  20. Truth is, I thought it mattered.
  21. This thing called love, I just can’t handle it. Crazy Little Thing Called Love, Queen. Sarah-bear called to tell me she knew this one. 🙂
  22. This time, this place, misused, mistakes, too long, too late, who was I to make you wait? Far Away, Nickelback. Amethyst is on a roll!
  23. The problem is all inside your head, she said to me. 50 Ways to Leave Your Lover, Paul Simon. Sarah-bear got this one, too.
  24. Shake it, shake it.
  25. I heard you cryin’ loud.

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The first 13 songs to play in shuffle mode on my iPod today

  1. “I Can See Perfection” – Elaine Silver, Faerie Goddess. “I can see perfection in the sea…”
  2. “The Beauty of the Rain” – Dar Williams, The Beauty of the Rain.  “The beauty of the rain is how it falls, how it falls, how it falls.”
  3. “How Could Anyone” – Elaine Silver, Faerie Goddess. “How could anyone ever tell you you were anything less than beautiful? How could anyone ever tell you you were less than whole?”
  4. “Crystal Illumination” – Aeoliah, The Seven Chakras
  5. “Heaven” – Bryan Adams, Reckless. “Love is all that I need and I found it there in your heart. It isn’t too hard to see we’re in heaven.”
  6. “In Spite of All the Damage” – The Be Good Tanyas, Chinatown. “But I like to hear you laughing in spite of all the damage I’ve done.”
  7. “They Say It’s Spring” – Erin McKeown, Sing You Sinners.  “When I was young, I lived in a world of dreams, of moods and myths and illusionary schemes.”
  8. “Ode to Orpheus” – Steven Halpern, Gifts of the Angels
  9. “Song for the Dumped” – Ben Folds Five, Whatever and Ever Amen.  “I want my money back, I want my money back, you bitch. And don’t forget to give me back my black tee-shirt.”
  10. “I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles) – The Proclaimers, The Best of the Proclaimers.  “And if I grow old, well I know I’m gonna be, I’m gonna be the man who’s growin’ old with you.”
  11. “Enter the Sacred, Part II” – David & Steve Gordon, Drum Medicine
  12. “The Christians and the Pagans” – Dar Williams, Mortal City. “And where does magic come from, I think magic’s in the learning, ‘Cause now when Christians sit with Pagans only pumpkin pies are burning.”
  13. “Beautiful Enemy” – Dar Williams, My Better Self. “Oh, my enemy, beautiful enemy, Hail to your vast hegemony, You’re not innocent, I’m not innocent, No one’s innocent.”

Okay, so I see this list is heavy on Dar Williams. And that’s a good thing, trust me. I only wish “The Pointless Yet Poignant Crisis of a Co-Ed” had been on this list! 

I get amused when I have my iPod on shuffle (as I do much of the time), and serene New Age music is followed up with “Dude Looks Like a Lady” (Aerosmith). And then there are the days where it’ll play French music 7 songs out of 10. Having Red Hot Chili Peppers come right after Brigitte Bardot is also a little disconcerting.

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The Highwayman

One of my favourite poems when I was a kid was The Highwayman, by Alfred Noyes. I found the opening lines so enchanting–“The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, the moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas”–and the ending was heartbreaking and enchanting and a little spooky.

Loreena McKennitt performs a haunting musical version of the poem. If you happen across it, give it a listen. You won’t regret it.

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Merry Little Minuet

I’ve been a fan of the Kingston Trio since, oh, forever, I guess. And this song just came up on my iPod, and it tickles me every time.  It’s still a very pertinent song.  According to whichever band member was doing the intro, “[I]t was written in 1949” and “thanks to consistent foreign policy we haven’t had to change a country in it since.”  And these doom and gloom filled lyrics are set to a lovely cheerful lilting little melody. Here are the lyrics:

They’re rioting in Africa

They’re starving in Spain

There’s hurricanes in Florida

and Texas needs rain.

The whole world is festering with unhappy souls

The French hate the Germans

The Germans hate the Poles

Italians hate Yugoslavs

South Africans hate the Dutch

And I don’t like anybody very much!

But we can be tranquil and thankful and proud

For man’s been endowed with the mushroom shaped cloud.

And we know for certain that some lovely day

Someone will set the spark off

And we will all be blown away!

They’re rioting in Africa

There’s strife in Iran

What nature doesn’t do to us

Will be done by our fellow man!

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I have a serious thing for Urban Decay. It’s my favourite brand of cosmetics at present. The colours have names like smog, and midnight cowboy, lust, etc. They’re rich and decadent.  Their Big Fatty mascara makes my eyelashes look think and long. Just love the stuff.

Anyway, when I was in Sephora last with Joe, the really nice salesclerk gave me a variety of perfume samples. Yesterday I tried one called Hard Candy, and really liked it. I put some more on today. Yep. I still like it. Who makes it? Urban Decay.

I’m just sayin’.

L-squared and I are taking the afternoon off work this Friday to go Christmas shopping. The only thing that would make it better would be if the incomparable Izzybella were able to join us. But we’ll have fun nonetheless.  We’re going to Grapevine Mills, a huge outlet mall. So I’m making the list of what I need to finish up, and I’ll walk my legs off (it’s a mile to walk around the mall), and we’ll have a good time. And then we’ll go see a movie, probably I Am Legend, although it’s entirely possible something else will pique our interest.

I bought Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix yesterday during my lunch break, so last night I watched it, then watched the extras, and then watched it again. One of the deleted scenes shows what Sybil Trelawney was doing during Dolores Umbridge’s speech at the banquet–it’s absolutely hysterical. Emma Thompson is a wonderful actor, and watching her play Trelawney is a delight.

I lucked out yesterday as well; Izzybella decided to buy the Angel boxed collection, so she’s letting me buy her Angel series for $30. So I’m happy about that. Now I’ve just got to buy seasons 5-7 of Buffy, and I’ll be in Joss Whedon paradise.

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  1. Strep throat. Seriously. It sucketh. In the past 3 1/2 days, I’ve sucked down more juice, more throat spray, more numbing throat lozenges–not to mention penicillin–than any person ought to. I’m just sayin’.
  2. I’m an English major. Seriously. Know how I know? Huh? ‘Cause we’ve got a new person at work named Charlotte P. and I had to send her an e-mail and I automatically sent it to Charlotte Perkins. When the server said that there is no one here named Charlotte Perkins, I went and looked up her last name. Of course it wasn’t Perkins. It was something else that starts with a P. And if you’re not an English major and aren’t following the significance here, Charlotte Perkins Gilman was an incredible writer, probably best remembered for her short story, “The Yellow Wallpaper.”
  3. I should have stayed home today. But I was feeling better, and knew how much work would be piled on my desk and knew I didn’t really have any additional time to take off since I have to be off on 11/19 & 11/20. I wasn’t thinking that feeling better when you’re lying around reading, sleeping, and watching movies is a far cry from feeling better when you’re at work dealing with people who make you wanna cry, scream, and cuss all at once.
  4. The clutch went out on our Rodeo, so it’s in the shop. If Joe weren’t in town, it wouldn’t be a big deal. However, not only is he in town, but he’s in school this week. That means he drove me to work this morning and I’m a captive here until he gets out of class to come back and take me home. I really loathe being dependent upon others for my transportation. I didn’t get to the library on Saturday because, yeah, strep throat, and so I’m totally out of books. And I’m dying for a library fix. I’m hoping he gets out of class early enough today that he can pick up the Rodeo–assuming, of course, that it’s ready to be picked up today–so that I can drive myself to work tomorrow and go to the library during lunch.
  5. I was craving lo mein yesterday, so I made some. I wasn’t working from a recipe, but it still turned out pretty dang good. I had a can of chow mein vegetables, and I drained the liquid into the pot I cooked my noodles in. I cooked about 1/2 box of high-fiber/high-protein angel hair pasta. While it was cooking, I sauteed some sliced yellow onion and a heaping spoonful of minced garlic in some sesame oil. Then I added the chow mein vegetables and some tamari sauce. I let that all sizzle together while the pasta finished. Then I put in the drained pasta, tossed it all together, and there it was! Easy, fast, and really tasty. When Joe heard I was making lo mein, he said it was nasty greasy stuff. But when he tasted the results, he ate three bowlsful. I barely had enough to save for today’s lunch.
  6. I’m also having serious tofu cravings, so tonight’s dinner will be a stir-fry with tofu and rice. Joe has thus far steadfastly refused to eat any tofu, so I’m curious as to whether he’ll actually eat it tonight or pick it out of his bowl. We’ll see.
  7. Joe dragged me to the movies on Saturday night, and we saw Fred Claus. I liked it. Not as much or in the same way I liked Across the Universe, but I did like it.
  8. I missed Regina Spektor. I think that’s why I was the most upset about the strep throat. But Joe went, and took a few photos with my camera phone, and got me a tee shirt. He said it was totally sold out, and he gave my ticket away to a group of people that had tickets but brought another friend along, not realizing it was sold out. So somebody benefited from my getting sick.
  9. My company set up an arrangement with a dry cleaning company where they come pick up our clothes and bring them back here. So no more trips to the dry cleaners. I appreciate that!!

I’m truly in a foul mood–have been writing bits and pieces of this in between getting other stuff done. But now I’ve got to get back to the other stuff.

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Across the Universe

Last night Joe took me out to Genghis Grill for dinner. It was a little amusing. When we were at the bar to assemble our bowls full of ingredients, there was a woman in front of me filling her bowl with chicken and beef and shrimp and a little tofu. I piled my bowl high with tofu and then passed by her to add in the veggies I wanted. I turned in my bowl of tofu & veggies and the little sauce bowl to the guy at the grill, asked for brown rice, took my number, and went and sat down.

When they brought out my dish, it had chicken. And steak. And shrimp. And I told my server that it wasn’t my bowl, as I didn’t have any meat whatsoever. So she went back and checked, and came back and said they were puzzled, becuase no one else had refused my tofu-laden bowl and said they had meat. So I made a new bowl, and they comped it, and all was well. But when I was walking back to my table after assembling the ingredients for my second bowl, I noticed the woman who’d been in front of me the first time, getting the chicken and beef and shrimp. She was sitting there placidly eating my bowl full of tofu and veggies and brown rice. I wonder if she ever thought that it wasn’t her bowl, or wondered what happened to her meat. Or maybe she just thought what an excellent combination it was, and ate all that yummy tofu. It was just an amusing little moment.

Our movie didn’t start for another hour, so we went into the mall for a little walk. We bought our 2008 calendar for the kitchen, a border collie calendar. And the dogs are as cute as they can be, but Molly’s cuter. I’m just sayin’.

And I desperately need a decent winter coat. I don’t have a good heavy jacket, and my long winter coat is 16 years old and doesn’t fit well and the lining is ripped, and I don’t want to wear it anymore. We didn’t find a long coat, but I did get a really cute nice heavy jacket. Just in time–we’re going to Buffalo on the 17th.

We got back to the theatre just in time to catch the previews, which were fine, but the movie! Oh! Across the Universe is the best movie I’ve seen in forever and ages. I dare you to see it and not sit there and sing along to the songs. I also bawled my eyes out, and Joe poked me when a sob erupted at one point. The story takes place in the 60’s with many of my favourite Beatles songs as a soundtrack to the action. There were a few guest appearances–think Bono singing I Am the Walrus, f’r’instance–that added to the joy of the show. I loved it loved it loved it loved it. Loved my lesbian Dear Prudence, Sexie Sadie, Maxwell (whose silver hammer never did make an appearance), and of course Jude and Lucy. Gotta go watch it, peeps. You just do. I told Joe as if he didn’t already know that I’m buying this one the day it’s released on DVD.

Okay. Busy day today. Lots o’ work. And then tonight Jehara and I are going to have dinner at the Cosmic Cafe (samosas and hummus from heaven!) and then see Regina Spektor at Dallas House of Blues. Joe keeps wavering–“I can get a ticket and join you guys. Would you mind?” Of course not, honey. I told him if he wants to come, come–meet me and Jehara at my office at 4. Otherwise, we’ll go without him and have a great time.

Peace out.

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There’s a Carrie Rodriguez song that I listen to almost every day when I’m at work, and it stirs up some almost indescribable sense of longing, identification, something I can’t quite put my finger on. It’s the combination of the music, the lyrics, the feel of the song. It sings to my ba. It makes me yearn for something I can’t name.  Another music find I owe to Chicory. I’m not quite sure whether to thank her for it.

The lyrics are deceptively simple:

Go get what you want my love
Go get what you need my love
I am with you
I am with you
Go get what you want my love
Go get what you need my love
I am with you
I am with you
This will not turn me away
This will not turn me away
I am with you
I am with you
Go get what you want my love
Go get what you need my love
I am with you

Brooklyn Bridge on a bicycle
Brooklyn Bridge on a bicycle
Don’t he look good
Don’t he look good
Following him right to town
Following him right to town
Don’t this feel good
Don’t he look good

Taken pictures on a subway
Enchilades on a Sunday
Lets get drunk
We’ll all play
Your fancy guitar
Now don’t this feel good
Don’t he look good

Seven angels on a bicycle
Seven angels on a bicycle
I am with you
I am with you
Seven angels on a bicycle
Seven angels on a bicycle
I am with you
I am with you

Go get what you want my love
Go get what you need my love
I am with you
I am with you

Go get what you want my love
Go get what you need my love

I am with you

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Yesterday I was looking at Regina Spektor’s tour dates. Why? I dunno. Vain hope that she would come to Dallas or Fort Worth, I suppose.  Well, it turns out that my hope wasn’t in vain: she’s going to be at the Dallas House of Blues on November 8th.

My wedding anniversary is November 8th.

So Joe said yes, of course we could go, and I just bought the tickets, and I’m super excited!!

Now if Dar Williams and the Weepies would also head out here soon, I’d be really blissed. (They may be, for all I know, I haven’t checked their schedules lately. But last time I checked they weren’t.)

That is all. You may now return to your regular scheduled life.

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