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Ten Things I'd Say to Michael Scofield I was eating dinner last night and watching an episode of Prison Break on DVD with my mother and sister. They are well aware of my fixation on Wentworth Miller and Michael Scofield. Typically it takes the form of sighing and making strange noises while I watch the show. My mother at one point said that the reason why I didn't know what was going on, was because I never was quiet and just watched the show without any commentary. Okay, there is some truth in that. What can I say? I just go into ecstasies about Wentworth/Michael. I adore the guy. So anyway I thought about having a blog where I'd list things I say to Michael Scofield. It's goofy, but I'm allowed to be goofy. It's a constitutional right. Not really. I am allowing myself the freedom to do so anyway. Without further ado.... Are you a virgin? I think you are. I love you for it. You can break me out of any prison, office, house, or room you want to anytim
I Know My Fairy Name and Other Useless Ramblings Well this last two weeks has kicked my butt. I have tried to go to bed a little earlier and that has helped. I had to work all day Saturday so I didn't get that day to chill. It was worth it because I missed being in the clinic and also I got paid money that I can put towards the Vegas trip. I did not go to the movies this weekend. I did not watch any movies this weekend. I did finish a book on Sunday, Beguiled by Arnette Lamb. It was very good, and reaffirmed my desire to be a woman of purpose. It's hard sometimes being someone who is motivated and willing to work hard. You get tired and you get discouraged. You wonder what are you missing out there when you have to be in bed ideally by 10am (never happens really), and get up early. And when you work a lot and don't party at all. Then people say, you need to get out more. What if you're too darn tired to get out? How fun is it to stand around a party and do a
The Lyrics to Take You on a Cruise by Interpol (My favorite song ever!!) Take You on a Cruise by Interpol I'm timeless like a broken watch,I make money like Fred Astaire. I see that you've come to resist me, I'm a pitbull in time. The pretence is not what restricts me,It's the circles inside. The anatomy of kisses and a teacher who tries,Who knows how we'll disappear. Would you like to be my missus,And in future with child? You know that we can't get back from here.We can get away. Baby don't you try to find me. Baby don't you try to fight. Baby don't you try to find me. Baby, it will be all right. Along the way...Tears drown in the wake of delight. There's nothing like this built today. You'll never see a finer ship in your life. We sail today Tears drown in the wake of delight. There's nothing like this built today You'll never see a finer ship Or receive a better tip in your life. I am the scavenger...Between the sheets of union. L
I Am Not the Target Audience The older I get, the more I realize, that as I watch television, listen to the radio, and watch movie trailers, I am not the target demographic for much of what is produced for public consumption. It is disconcerting for a self-described movie and tv-buff. And for a music fan as well. When it comes to music, nine times out of ten, I am not going to hear a song that blows me away on the radio. Internet radio, maybe. I have to search pretty hard to find music that tickles my ear. I might hear it on a tv show, but usually not. Sometimes I will hear songs that sound good on commercials. And then I don't know how to track it down. But the radio, not so much. All I can say is thank God for Amazon. Their recommendations keep me in music. Otherwise I listen to old favorites. I don't like the new kind of rock music, basically garage bands that followed on the coattails of Blink 182, heavy on loud guitar and what loosely passes for singing ability. It reminds