Thursday, April 15, 2010
3rd Inversion
The 3rd inversion of an e-minor chord could possibly be my favorite chord to listen to. It's an impossible chord to follow up with because it's so perfect to my ears. That kind of gawking, head cocked, dropjaw, sit and marvel and drool a little bit kind of wonder and amazement. Or a dagger to the heart. Maybe one day I'll find a chord worthy of following up the almighty, sovereign chord.
Monday, April 12, 2010
I've Got A Huge Ego...I Walk Like This Cause I Can Back It Up
This summer is all about scootering the town, shooting guns, gravitating towards water and R&B. Oh yeah and finding open space to light off fireworks.
And possibly coaching Special Olympics again. Muahahahahahahaha!!!
And possibly coaching Special Olympics again. Muahahahahahahaha!!!
Friday, November 13, 2009
Dating Older
I am having a conversation with my mother in regards to me dating older men. I told her not to pretend like she doesn't know I'm going to end up with and older man. This is what transpired:
smilinglovie: ooooh... I don't know. It kind of makes me sad to think that you may spend a good part of you life as a widow tho
That would make me sad..or that you might be still yong and vibrant and your spouse may not feel the same
But....
that might not happen either
me: eh
i'm fine with it
i'll be like blanche from golden girls when i'm older
smilinglovie: Anyway who knows the future but God you know
You may end up
A COUGAR!!!
oooooooooh
or maybe eweeeeeeooooooooo
yuck
well again....as long as he is not a teenager
Seriously, how awesome would that be...
smilinglovie: ooooh... I don't know. It kind of makes me sad to think that you may spend a good part of you life as a widow tho
That would make me sad..or that you might be still yong and vibrant and your spouse may not feel the same
But....
that might not happen either
me: eh
i'm fine with it
i'll be like blanche from golden girls when i'm older
smilinglovie: Anyway who knows the future but God you know
You may end up
A COUGAR!!!
oooooooooh
or maybe eweeeeeeooooooooo
yuck
well again....as long as he is not a teenager
Seriously, how awesome would that be...
Monday, November 2, 2009
Petit
It's the little things that make your day. Like finding Diet Rite is now being sold in the vending machines at the office.
Labels:
diet rite,
happiness,
vending machines
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Short People - Randy Newman
If only I could just write one hit like Randy Newman's "Short People" I would be the happiest woman alive. If only they had this to sing at karaoke. Offensive, retarded, and perfect.
Short people got no reason
Short people got no reason
Short people got no reason
To live
They got little hands
Little eyes
They walk around
Tellin' great big lies
They got little noses
And tiny little teeth
They wear platform shoes
On their nasty little feet
Well, I don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
`Round here
Short people are just the same
As you and I
(A fool such as I)
All men are brothers
Until the day they die
(It's a wonderful world)
Short people got nobody
Short people got nobody
Short people got nobody
To love
They got little baby legs
That stand so low
You got to pick em up
Just to say hello
They got little cars
That go beep, beep, beep
They got little voices
Goin' peep, peep, peep
They got grubby little fingers
And dirty little minds
They're gonna get you every time
Well, I don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
'Round here
Short people got no reason
Short people got no reason
Short people got no reason
To live
They got little hands
Little eyes
They walk around
Tellin' great big lies
They got little noses
And tiny little teeth
They wear platform shoes
On their nasty little feet
Well, I don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
`Round here
Short people are just the same
As you and I
(A fool such as I)
All men are brothers
Until the day they die
(It's a wonderful world)
Short people got nobody
Short people got nobody
Short people got nobody
To love
They got little baby legs
That stand so low
You got to pick em up
Just to say hello
They got little cars
That go beep, beep, beep
They got little voices
Goin' peep, peep, peep
They got grubby little fingers
And dirty little minds
They're gonna get you every time
Well, I don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
Don't want no short people
'Round here
Friday, September 18, 2009
White Thraaaaaaaaash
I try to avoid serious WT moments in my life until recently when I was in the midst of a WT experience and the light bulb lit up and I was so disgusted with myself I started laughing, hard, alone in my room (yeah, yeah what else is new). The moment can more or less be summarized with me sitting in my bed watching a streamed television show online eating CORN ON THE COB. Ugh, I'm so grossed out with myself admitting this.
Labels:
corn on the cob,
disgusting,
embarrassed,
UGH,
WT
Thursday, September 10, 2009
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