I’m wrapping up the last few hours before three days off from work. I’m looking forward to some time spent on the site redesign and a fancy dress board game party. It may involve corsets, so that’s especially exciting. Can’t you imagine how great I’ll look in one? Guests are still up in the air, so let me know if you’re available for either Monday or Tuesday.
Yesterday I got together with Sara, Jana, her friend Gwen and April at the mall near my home. It was nice to get out, eat candy and be social before work, especially with such a fine group. I swear I’ve been more social this past month than any in the past year. It’s a nice change from my hermit-like old ways.
of one hand slapping
your face
before your parents were born?
This week I received my copy of Stuart Davis‘ new album, їWhat and haven’t been able to stop listening to it. Stuart is one of the finest song-writers out there, and incredibly fun to listen to, so I expected to be knocked off my feet. I was, and my head still rings from hitting the wall. I love this album, just as I love Bell, his previous release, because of his songcraft, wit, humour and overall presentation. An attack on rotten things like mythic silliness (“I am an antidote to New Age philosophy; I am epicac to this mythic caprophogy” in “Easter”), martyrdom, suicide, humourlessness, and division from divinity now and then add to the draw it has. Saul Williams’ contributions of a poem and backing on “Easter” are also highlights. Stuart is fantastic, a punk monk out to get people climbing up the spiral with some Dharma Pop.
I’ve been using April’s Nintendo DS and Brain Age. I’ve enjoyed both quite a lot and am looking forward to picking up a DSLite and the new Opera web browser for it. You’ll see me blogging everywhere then. Or at least playing some Metroid on the bus. Nintendo is impressing me tremendously and is bringing me back to being interested in owning a gaming system for the first time since I was a kid. Oh, and my brain age is now down to 33 and is undergoing a steady decline.
P.S. “Easter” may very well be my favourite song. Lyrical brilliance!
I can’t stop laughing
Suicide is back in fashion
All ascenders end up sinking
makes Love wonder
what fear’s thinking
Two crows
sit at your window
keeping a vigil over your widow
Two coins
drop in a casket
over your sockets
(bury that bastard)
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8 comments on “Two Crows…”
You know I wish you could be here Tuesday too! We’d even have a perfect role for you in the murder mystery we’re planning. I’ll be a texas oilman married to a southern belle! You’d be a perfect Mary-Lou. 😉
As it stands now, my friend Allison (originally from Louisiana and recently of Texas) will be playing that role. I have to work on my accent for my role. I need pointers!
I hope things are going well for you. I’ve missed your e-mails quite a lot. Please feel free to write to me any time you wish. I’m truly sorry if I’ve done anything that made you feel unwelcome.
Love ++
How terrible it is we haven’t implemented our warning system. 😉
I think the biggest challenge will be getting the accent down. I have a feeling we’ll all be making fools of ourselves.
I have been a bit busy, but I do want to get back into better touch very much. You’ve been on my mind too, of course. And, as always, I can’t hear Tori of GGD and not think of you.
Love
I’ve truly missed you too, My life has been lacking in spewed coffee. Actually, I did send some into a sink a week or so ago. I was drinking coffee + grappa and April made me laugh. Combined with the strength of the alcohol, it made it impossible not to spit it out.
I’ll be sure to take plenty of photos of the happenings. It should be a fantastic evening. Right now it looks like we’ll have a lucky 13 people here. 8 will be involved in the mystery and the others onlookers.
I’m trying my best to get an accent down. It’ll be daunting since Miceala, her friend from Louisiana, Allison and Andrew have all lived in the south and know the ins and outs of the accents. Less than 17 hours remain until death arrives.
The grappa and coffee was fine, but not something I’d go out of my way for, honestly. I have sake and vodka for the party and April got Sangria.
Yeah, I do know that the accents are different. These folks do know their accents, though. I’ll have to be on top of my game when accenting.
Pssst… he’s going bald! 😉
It’s been mostly warm and rainy here. I think the drinks will still be good, it’ll be humid and warm, which demands cold drinks.
I’ll take your advice to heart.
Re: inky midnight. (or 1:39 AM rather.)
Show me yours and I’ll show you mine?
I’ve actually been talking with some friends lately about getting tattooed. I’ve decided I need to map my body out with tattoos and then get them one at a time. Obsessive much?
I’ll likely get a tattoo this year, so I’ll need to start the mapping before long.
p.s. I have a badass hat I have to show you soon. It’s something like what a goth scarecrow would wear.
Re: inky midnight. (or 1:39 AM rather.)
I have definiely not seen yours yet!
Everyone tells me tattoos are very addictive. I’m preparing myself with a map.
The hat is so grand. I have to upload photos tonight.
Re: inky midnight. (or 1:39 AM rather.)
You mean a certain “space”?