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What's the poorest you've ever been?
"...BooBerry cereal given to me by a fiend..." We begin with a pretty funny Freudian slip. With friends like that, who needs fiends? :) "...on day two my prone form and blue lips (from the BooBerry) convinced my fellow riders that I had overdosed or died, and I awoke to paramedics checking me....." Now THAT is some funny stuff. You couldn't write a movie/sitcom scene funnier than that. As for the rest, yikearoo. Sorry you had such a tough time of it, Jay. It does, however, confirm my contention that things like brains and talent don't necessarily guarantee success or an easy ride on the way to it. Glad you got there, and are doing things you enjoy now. Well deserved. (And it's good to see your actual face, for a change.) :)— April 20, 2010 4:49 p.m.
Got the Bike Ready for The Century!!
Re #24: No, I haven't, and I should check it out. I have Kaiser *shudder*, and I'm not sure if it's covered or not. Been using the chiropractor and massage. Re #25. Truedat. :)— April 20, 2010 12:52 p.m.
Volume Two
You like the Fabulous Miss Jane, Grantie? You gotta see this, then: http://www.netflix.com/WiMovie/Jane_Monheit_Live_… Incredible. A couple of clips: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_3NOuhCyZpY I wanted to post her version of "Spring Can Really Hang You Up the Most," but it's gone. :( So here's another one about spring: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zjgkAHt38NA&featur… Okay. That's enough. In these, she's almost enough to make me switch teams. *gaga* :) Thank God she's put on some weight in more recent years. At least we know she's actually human. http://www.youtube.com/janemonheit http://janemonheitonline.com/— April 20, 2010 12:44 p.m.
Got the Bike Ready for The Century!!
It's kinda funny to me when marketing folks put the word "Gentleman/men" in something to try to class it up. http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2633/4076458441_d7… Irony in Neon. Ya gotta love it. Odds of finding anything resembling a "gentleman" in these places? About as good as finding a needle in a haystack sitting in a barnfull of unicorns. And I almost never drink whisky, but for me it's http://images.businessweek.com/ss/06/10/makers_ma…— April 20, 2010 12:14 p.m.
Zandra Rhodes: A Master
Go Emma! :)— April 20, 2010 noon
Volume Two
"Not that I wish that on anyone, but there seems to be a connection to great talent and disfunction." "By the by, my cousin has a book on some connection between irregular mental health, let's say, and creative production." Absolutely there is. A sucky childhood environment will cause an individual to turn inward to themselves, rather than outward to the world -- which is okay, because that's where all the good stuff is anyway. :) If there was no suffering, there'd be no artists of any kind -- just happy, bouncy, vapid "people persons" running about annoying the hell out of the rest of us.— April 20, 2010 11:52 a.m.
Volume Two
Re songbirds, Diana Krall bores me to tears. *yawn* As for Alison Krauss, I don't recall ever hearing her sing a note of jazz -- only country/bluegrass (with Union Station, whom I adore) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jL8B9NqW86w ...and whatever "Raising Sand" is, with Robert Plant & produced by TBone Burnett, which yielded this major hit. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MpjnaGOeHH4 For me, the gold standard for the jazz chenteuse is right here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OBPD887Luf8&featur… Shiver me timbers and blow me down....She's Jessica Rabbit incarnate. And yes, she's ALWAYS that good. Call her lounge-lizardy if you will, nobody does it better. :) As for Simon & Garfunkel, my favorite UNdiscovered female singer has a thing for them. She's done a number of covers. Here's one: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eMnd0eqkmqI&featur… Just another diamond off the beaten path. :)— April 20, 2010 11:41 a.m.
hangin' out with the 3 ply stainless steel
This is just darling, nan. Maybe a collection of stories about some of your very animated inanimate objects might make a book? Or two, or three, over the years. Then your books could all argue amongst themselves on the shelf. They would consider themselves above your magazines, I'm sure; even moreso in regard to the myriad of common, disposable catalogs brought by the mail carrier. They don't live very long, the poor catalogs -- mere fodder for the recycling bin. The mayflies of the printed and bound (or stapled) word. http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/amc0604l.jpg (Yes, it's a cartoon about both mayflies and publishing. DAMN I'm good.) Your new books might be intimidated by your old academic texts, however. Textbooks can be such annoying smartypantses. :)— April 20, 2010 4:40 a.m.
What's the poorest you've ever been?
Sadly, it's been my repeated observation that it's called "down & out" because they always try to drag you down with them when you help them out. :) Never truly grateful for anything you do for them, they'll be sure to call you "b*tch" when you stop. As for me...ketchup and spaghetti. Once when I was in college, there was nothing in the apartment to eat but ketchup and spaghetti for like, 3 days. That SUCKED. I still don't want any damn spaghetti, to this day. Technically, I've been even broker than that within the last year -- because luckily (or unluckily, depending on your perspective) now I have credit cards that enable me to increase my actual NEGATIVE net worth when buying food. I've had to use gasoline station credit cards within the last year to buy groceries, when what should've been my work was being given away to someone else and I was left sitting at home. I outlasted the bastard. He's gone now. :)— April 19, 2010 7:46 p.m.
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Heeheehee. Love it, Lily. But, "carnital?" Is that when you do it AT a carnival? While stuck at the top of the ferris wheel, or in the tunnel of love perhaps? Or maybe you just imitate all the rides? Do you dress up like clowns? Or maybe it's stuff only carnies know about? :)— April 19, 2010 7:23 p.m.