As a dissatisfied idealist and humanistic Jew, I feel odd mentioning Christmas as a personal experience... but set to Music, I feel that all of the symbolism just might include me.

Sometimes folksongs of the Birth-of-Jesus persuasion move me to tears and I cling to the idea that this is the "Christmas Spirit" people talk about.

So here's a lovely ( Read more... )

I wrote once that the Musicians you do not know personally can never abandon you... and it's true!

Jeremy Spencer, Peter Green, Danny Kirwan, Mick Fleetwood, John McVie, Christine McVie, Bob Welch, Lindsey Buckingham, Stevie Nicks... It has been too long...

F'Mac, I love you.

You make everything better.

(even finals)

(So, yeah, if I don't post again ( Read more... )

So Dr. Demento's collections are fantastic and you should all go buy the twentieth and thirtieth anniversary box sets right now!

"Carrot Juice Is Murder" by Arrogant Worms:

Listen up, brothers and sisters. Come hear my desperate tale.
I speak of our friends of Nature, trapped in the dirt like a jail.
Vegetables live in oppression served on our tables ( Read more... )

Happy
Thanksgiving


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For one-hundred sixty-five hours, Bliss reigned. Amid the exams and the stress of secrecy; the strangers and friends and old TV actors; the Music played and the Music taken; the food cooked, bought, and shared; the holiday feeling and the welcoming nature of this state's population; both cozy and fun togetherness were finally allowed to occur -- ( Read more... )

So I'm sure everyone in the world feels like this, but I feel like I attempt to display more devotion to the people I care about than they do (for one another and for myself).

There. I said it. Now what? Will it change anything? HAS IT EVER CHANGED ANYTHING?

Now, common sense says that when you're getting less than you're investing, you should stop ( Read more... )

I need a better way than the previous post's issue to deal with the sense that everything in my life evaporates after a few hours without constant attention.

And I'm not coming up with any feasible or effective ideas.

But until I can treat the problem, I must be satisfied treating the symptoms, so:

In it goes.

From thought I refrain.

Life continues.

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So I apparently lack the ability to keep myself alive... a likely-common but evolutionarily unfavorable trait that I somehow ended up with. Whatever the cause, however, there must be at least one effective and healthy way to handle this void in my abilities. And what I have been attempting to use for the past year has begun to fail. I'm not sure ( Read more... )

So I think I've finally figured out my ideal prioritization of my energy and time allocations:

My People and Myself
Academics (Classes and Music and Research)
Other Individuals
Else (Organizations, large masses of people, etc.)

And with this discovery comes the necessary rearrangement of my energy and time allocations in an attempt to match them to my ( Read more... )

So guess what?

It's all lovely and sparkly and blue and white and silver and, ah! I never knew it was so much fun to explore such things! Eehee!

What is bringing on this vicarious ditsy excitedness?

"I'll never tell, I'll never tell any of you!" (Brittany Murphy as Elisabeth in Don't Say A Word)... but I promise it's not PTSD-related, but much more ( Read more... )