My question is... how come I can buy THIS but NOT Kitten Mittons [sic]?!?!?!
I Watched Your Hair Grow From the Root to Tip
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Friday, November 6, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
It's hard to imagine...
If I were stranded on a desert island and only had one album to listen to, which album would I hopefully have with me? Sometimes I find my mind wandering off and contemplating this question. After much consideration, I think it could very likely be The Talking Heads' Fear of Music.
Lately, I've had "Heaven" on constant repeat for various reasons. The other day, my mom and I were having a conversation about... well, of all things, about what would happened if I died. I know this probably sounds horrifically morbid, but I can assure you that is not the intention. My take on death is simply that it will happen and I have no wish to stigmatize it or turn it into something more fearful than it already is. Plus, I have very strong faith that this isn't all there is. There's far too much mystery in the world. I have other lots of very personal, strongly held beliefs that I don't feel like sharing here. Not so much religious as spiritual. But Thoreau would say, "Religion is that which is not spoken," and I do love that quote.
I told my mom, pretty adamantly, that I didn't want any sort of funeral service. I think I said something along the lines of, "I don't want anyone to sit around mourning me! Just all get together. Tell stories about me or something." And my mom replied, "Well you'll have some sort of service." And when I started to get all snippy about it, she said, "But honey, it's not really about you at that point." Yah. That pretty much shut me right up.
But oh, I still really REALLY hope everyone plays "Heaven" to send me off because I love this song. I remember hearing it for the first time and thinking the lyrics were so utterly bizarre. Heaven sounded... super boring. But the more I listen, I don't think it's about "nothing" happening so much as the complete absence of drama. In Heaven, there is nothing to fight about, nothing to argue over, no major events because everyone is peaceful. Everyone leaves the party at exactly the same time.
Miss you Steph.
Lately, I've had "Heaven" on constant repeat for various reasons. The other day, my mom and I were having a conversation about... well, of all things, about what would happened if I died. I know this probably sounds horrifically morbid, but I can assure you that is not the intention. My take on death is simply that it will happen and I have no wish to stigmatize it or turn it into something more fearful than it already is. Plus, I have very strong faith that this isn't all there is. There's far too much mystery in the world. I have other lots of very personal, strongly held beliefs that I don't feel like sharing here. Not so much religious as spiritual. But Thoreau would say, "Religion is that which is not spoken," and I do love that quote.
I told my mom, pretty adamantly, that I didn't want any sort of funeral service. I think I said something along the lines of, "I don't want anyone to sit around mourning me! Just all get together. Tell stories about me or something." And my mom replied, "Well you'll have some sort of service." And when I started to get all snippy about it, she said, "But honey, it's not really about you at that point." Yah. That pretty much shut me right up.
But oh, I still really REALLY hope everyone plays "Heaven" to send me off because I love this song. I remember hearing it for the first time and thinking the lyrics were so utterly bizarre. Heaven sounded... super boring. But the more I listen, I don't think it's about "nothing" happening so much as the complete absence of drama. In Heaven, there is nothing to fight about, nothing to argue over, no major events because everyone is peaceful. Everyone leaves the party at exactly the same time.
Miss you Steph.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Her?
Stop being such an Ann-hog!
I'm relying on an old stand-by Arrested joke to lay the groundwork for this post. Remember my bad habit of staring at other people on the subway? Well naturally it has struck again, but this time it was in the cutest, most positive way possible.
Every once in a while on the 7, you'll find yourself running into the same morning crowd and there is this couple I see every one in a while that I am semi-obsessed with. (I am only 50% a stalker so it's fine.) The woman is Asian and in her late 20s and GORGEOUS. She's truly just very very pretty and exotic and she has this insanely cool, crazy style. She mixes and matches prints and always has amazing colorful tights on whenever I see her, but the best part by far is her hair. It's a short asymmetrical cut that I would rock if it wouldn't make me look like a chubby nine-year old boy. She mousses it upwards into this really funky sort of half-pompadour thing and okay, I'm making her sound weird/scary/awful but she's totally fab.
The guy is... well. Man, is he a DORK if there ever was one. He pretty much should have "dork" stamped across his forehead. He is flat-out the geekiest looking short-ass little white boy I have ever seen. If I had to wager a guess I would say he probably spends about 17 hours sitting behind a computer each day when he is not watching Star Trek. I mean, it's bad.
When I first saw these crazy kids together, I took one look at the girl and then did a double-take at her beau and thought, "HIM?" I could not even fathom how he landed this incredible chick. It was boggling my mind grapes. But here's the thing people...
THEY ARE SO TOTALLY IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER.
In that disgustingly adorable way that usually makes me wanna barf but for one reason or another, I find SO endearing when it comes to this pair of lovebirds. Because there they sit, cuddling and kissing and having little tete-a-tetes with one another while he gives her tiny pecks on the forehead, not giving a crap that superficial people (AHEM yours truly) are judging them for being so oddly mismatched on the surface.
I kind of want to be one-half of a couple like this when the time is right.
The other day I kept listening to this little gem of a love song and so I am going to dedicate it to the odd couple who I secretly stalk sometimes on the 7 train for being so damn sweet and making me change my perspective. Also, I adore this Wilco/Feist collaboration because it's such a realistic take on an old tradition. I don't want to know everything about someone. I want them to be able to surprise me always.
I'm relying on an old stand-by Arrested joke to lay the groundwork for this post. Remember my bad habit of staring at other people on the subway? Well naturally it has struck again, but this time it was in the cutest, most positive way possible.
Every once in a while on the 7, you'll find yourself running into the same morning crowd and there is this couple I see every one in a while that I am semi-obsessed with. (I am only 50% a stalker so it's fine.) The woman is Asian and in her late 20s and GORGEOUS. She's truly just very very pretty and exotic and she has this insanely cool, crazy style. She mixes and matches prints and always has amazing colorful tights on whenever I see her, but the best part by far is her hair. It's a short asymmetrical cut that I would rock if it wouldn't make me look like a chubby nine-year old boy. She mousses it upwards into this really funky sort of half-pompadour thing and okay, I'm making her sound weird/scary/awful but she's totally fab.
The guy is... well. Man, is he a DORK if there ever was one. He pretty much should have "dork" stamped across his forehead. He is flat-out the geekiest looking short-ass little white boy I have ever seen. If I had to wager a guess I would say he probably spends about 17 hours sitting behind a computer each day when he is not watching Star Trek. I mean, it's bad.
When I first saw these crazy kids together, I took one look at the girl and then did a double-take at her beau and thought, "HIM?" I could not even fathom how he landed this incredible chick. It was boggling my mind grapes. But here's the thing people...
THEY ARE SO TOTALLY IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER.
In that disgustingly adorable way that usually makes me wanna barf but for one reason or another, I find SO endearing when it comes to this pair of lovebirds. Because there they sit, cuddling and kissing and having little tete-a-tetes with one another while he gives her tiny pecks on the forehead, not giving a crap that superficial people (AHEM yours truly) are judging them for being so oddly mismatched on the surface.
I kind of want to be one-half of a couple like this when the time is right.
The other day I kept listening to this little gem of a love song and so I am going to dedicate it to the odd couple who I secretly stalk sometimes on the 7 train for being so damn sweet and making me change my perspective. Also, I adore this Wilco/Feist collaboration because it's such a realistic take on an old tradition. I don't want to know everything about someone. I want them to be able to surprise me always.
Happy Birthday Seasame Street!
I am currently working on another post featuring Leslie which will go up today so this seemed fitting. Plus the whole indie thing, you know.
Anyways, who knows what my childhood would have been like without Snuffalufagus?! Or Oscar the Grouch?! Perish the thought!
Anyways, who knows what my childhood would have been like without Snuffalufagus?! Or Oscar the Grouch?! Perish the thought!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
morphine alarms out of tune
Ryan over at Muzzle of Bees just posted this fan-made video for The Antlers' "Kettering" and not only is it shockingly beautiful, but it reminded me of how much I love Hospice and why this album will undoubtedly be making the year-end list I am currently planning.
All Things Go! All Things Go!
Hey crowd. BIG NEWS. I have been holding onto this super secret surprise since yesterday and it's FINALLY HERE.
Zack asked me to join the team over at All Things Go and naturally I said yes!
I am super excited because Zack and Adrian are two of my favorite people and basically surrogate little brothers so it's going to be lots of fun and smiles and candy and rainbows and all that good stuff.
You can click here to read my slightly cheesy intro post and check in (probably) tomorrow for the new top band that's been catching my eye as of late. But don't fret. I'll still be posting here on PI + CS (could not abandon my baby) and of course, over at mtvU. And the Yoga Web! LOTS OF POSTING. I'm taking over the internet.
In honor of my boys, let's all take a second to worship their most-deserved namesake.
Zack asked me to join the team over at All Things Go and naturally I said yes!
I am super excited because Zack and Adrian are two of my favorite people and basically surrogate little brothers so it's going to be lots of fun and smiles and candy and rainbows and all that good stuff.
You can click here to read my slightly cheesy intro post and check in (probably) tomorrow for the new top band that's been catching my eye as of late. But don't fret. I'll still be posting here on PI + CS (could not abandon my baby) and of course, over at mtvU. And the Yoga Web! LOTS OF POSTING. I'm taking over the internet.
In honor of my boys, let's all take a second to worship their most-deserved namesake.
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