conversations with Joni
3 Aug
Me: “I need a flag for my country.”
Joni: “But, you don’t have a country.”
Me: “I would if I had a flag.”
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break it down
23 Jul
one of my colleagues just walked in on me doing the Running Man while singing Can’t Touch This .
Happy Friday!
18 songs
22 Jul
My friends like to remind me that my taste in music sucks. They tell me this all. the. time. Two friends have even – on multiple occasions – threatened bodily harm if I didn’t turn off my music or switch to something more their style. In other words words, switch to something good.
I don’t take offense to it, though. Actually, I like my music. I’m certainly not worldly when it comes to music, so I can’t really judge. And while there are times when I even find myself questioning some of musical selections, I know what I like. So scoff if you will – I’m not switching stations.
Here is today’s list:
18 random* songs currently on my iPhone:
Note: Justin Bieber is most certainly NOT on the list… I’m not actually sure who he is, but his emo hair irks the shit out of me, and I kinda want to punch him in the face. Anyway, on to the list…
- Van Morrison, Wonderful Remark (he’s kinda God to me)
- The Pixies, Where is My Mind (Pixies = rage. OMG! Love them!)
- REM, Electrolite (Michael Stipe is a poet and I love him.)
- U2, Numb (this is the perfect song to listen to at maximum volume while driving around Slea Head in Ireland on a foggy day with your best friend. I know because I did it)
- Hole, Jennifer’s Body (I love Hole, and essentially everything Courtney Love has ever written/recorded. I actually cried when I heard her sing Reason To Be Beautiful live.)
- Paolo Nutini, Candy (I admit to singing this song very loudly when I’m alone driving in my car. I make no apologies.)
- Juanes, Es Por Ti (OMG, Juanes = sex. on. a. stick.)
- The Ramones, California Sun (The Ramones have been known make me spontaneously break into dance in the middle of my kitchen on more than one occasion… though I wouldn’t actually call it dancing, it’s more like flailing my arms in the air while shaking my bootay)
- Amy MacDonald, This is the Life (I had higher hopes for Amy MacDonald when I started listening to her a few years back, but I haven’t heard much from her since then. It’s too bad because she’s really good.)
- Bad Religion, Social Suicide (because American Jesus would just be too predictable.)
- Prince, Raspberry Beret (Oh how I wish I had a heavy alternative version of this by Sean Panting. I would go to Junctions in St. John’s every night Thursday after work back in ‘the day’ to hear his band, Drive, and EVERY single time I would get them to sing this for me. Then I would usually make out with him. teehee!)
- The Band, The Shape I’m In (I really, really love The Band. But then, everyone does, right?)
- The Pogues, The Band Played Waltzing Matilda (Funny story: so I’m chilling out in my hotel room in Dublin and I get hit with a total revelation: If póg mo thóin (pogue mahone) means kiss me arse, then given that they were bad asses, and Shane MacGowan was the biggest one of them all, then SURELY The Pogues were in fact The Arseholes. I proceeded to call them The Arseholes for about a week, usually when I was drunkenly being one myself in the company of disgusted irishfolk. It never dawned on me that pogue actually meant kiss. ’cause yeah, I’m all s-m-r-t like that.)
- The Grateful Dead, Ripple (deadhead since I was knee-high to a grasshopper. I went into mourning in 1995 when Jerry Garcia died because, yes, I was really that much of a loser. True Story. Ripple is the guiding song of my life.)
- This recording of the Gayatri Mantra. I’ve chanted this for years now. I’ve also been known to sleep with this on repeat. Is that weird? (little piece of trivia that I discovered a few years back when the familiar words grabbed my attention as BSG was coming on – it’s used in the the opening theme music. I admit that this fact has lessened my devotion to the mantra, but I still chant it, and I am completely in love with this musical version.)
- The Tragically Hip, Another Midnight (Gordon Downie = poet. I effing love him!)
- Amelia Curran, The Mistress (I discovered her last year, and honest to gawd, I still can’t get enough of her. If you don’t know who she is you NEED to go give her a listen.)
- Hara, Muro Shavo (I admit to not really having any other Hara, but it kinda represents the mishmash of bad euro pop dancy stuff that I hear and love when I’m in the vineyard. Embarrassingly, I have a lot of it…and that might very well be the root of my friends’ complaints.)
*given that iPod shuffle kinda sucks balls in that it selects from a set number of songs, I usually get stuck with a series of random songs by two or 3 artists at a time. If anyone knows how to change that please let me know. In any event, I selected these ‘random’ songs by putting the player on shuffle and hitting forward until I got 16 songs that I felt gave a good representation.
Random Photo Friday
21 May
All I want to do this weekend is get out and enjoy the sunshine (and get to show-off my kick-ass new bubblegum pink skateboard helmet!)
Me. July 2003.
Ottawa River Parkway.
The day I learned that you just can’t scrimp on cheep roller blades. These went back the next day.
Random Photo Friday, Part Deux
14 May
My dog Yoda.
He has been at the vet since yesterday morning getting neutered, microchipped and having a biopsy to test for allergies. I can’t believe how much I miss him around the house. Can’t wait to pick him up this evening.
August 2009
Ireland
22 Jul
In less than two months from now I will be in Ireland, and I still haven’t begun to make plans.
In my mind Ireland is filled with devilishly handsome men who look just like Gerard Butler that go around looking for lost for foreign women to help. I think PS I Love You gave every girl that impression. It’s true, right?! That’s what I keep telling my single best-friend who’s going with me, anyway :)
working for myself…
13 Jun
Some of the things I absolutely love about working for myself:
- taking the day off to have lunch and shop with one of my best friends
- working with the same company, but charging way more than I made when I worked there!
- working in my PJs
- being able to write-off part of my home, car and camera gear
Things I don’t like about working for myself:
- not having health insurance. Ouch!
I am old
12 Jun
I am old. That’s what I realized tonight when I was surrounded by 100+ 16-year-olds. Actually, I realized that I was old when I discovered that as of my birthday, I am exactly twice their age. That’s insane. These people were BORN the year that I was their age.
I don’t feel 32, I feel more like 25…I think. Well actually, I feel like I’m 64 tonight as I sit here with a big glass of wine and feet so sore I don’t think I will be able to walk tomorrow!
I remember when I was 16 - I was just like those girls. My “oldness” really struck home when I went to the bathroom and was completely disgusted at the mess of tissue all over the bathroom and actually CLEANED THE BATHROOM. Yes, it has finally happened. I am my mother.
I like being this age, though. I am finally, after all these years, comfortable in my body; confident in my talents; self-sufficient; blissfully happy in my romantic relationship; I can drink a bottle of wine without getting stupid-drunk; I am respected by my peers; have made some mistakes, and learned from them; and I have a circle of friends who I trust completely and love dearly, with whom I can act completely silly without feeling self-conscious about my behaviour.
I remember being 16 - it was awesome – I had friends, lots of fun, and no cares; but if I had the opportunity to go back and do it again, you couldn’t pay me to do it. I’ll take being old, thank you!
Anyone else out there realize you were “old”? How did it happen? Would you go back so it all again?
baby steps, but still steps in the right direction
7 Apr
I just thought this was share-worthy: F has officially been a non-meat eater for, are you ready for this?
Seven. Days.
This is no small feat. His favourite vegetable was ham, remember?
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