My cousin Kim sent me the very short video of my football “girly throw” during the contest in Colorado. I would have gotten more distance if I’d just given up and thrown it underhand. Next year, watch out! Jillian, I’m coming after you!
As promised, here is my favorite superhero – UNDERDOG!!! Thank you Danny! Want an Underdog of your own? Or have some other nostalgic craving? It just so happens that the store is in the family! Check out Retrospect Dry Goods (it’s fantastic!!) and tell Lisa that Heidi sent you! She’ll be even more tickled than when I relieved her during the volleyball game. If you happen to be near Monument Colorado, stop in and do a little dance – but…
If you’re wanting to really enjoy some melancholia, and you’re a hopeless romantic like myself, it’s hard to beat “Ne Me Quitte Pas” by the Flemish/Belgian/French Jacques Brel. It’s the number one song on my self-pity list. My friend Hayley reminded me of the song recently on Facebook. I hadn’t realized how awful the English translations and revisionings have been until my other friend Dot pointed it out. My French isn’t that great. The first time I heard the song…
For Hallowe’en, that is. I had a heck of a time changing the theme and updating some plugins, but all is well now. We’ve got a scary creature set up at the door. The kid’s costume is set. For those that don’t celebrate Hallowe’en, I have my own plans (muah-haahahahaha). It’s been kind of strange and upsetting period with me lately, but things are getting better all the time. I get a kind of wanderlust in the fall, but I…
“A great many people think they are thinking when they are merely rearranging their prejudices.” – William James Recently, I participated in an online discussion in the comments of an article written by a prominent friend/adviser to the late Michael Jackson. Michael Jackson & Jehovah’s Witnesses, by Firpo Carr The Michael Jackson case and the issue of child abuse are both important to me, but I didn’t really know who Firpo Carr was when I made my first comment. I’d…
Although I can’t feel my toes at all, I’m happier now. I forgot! I have to sing. I haven’t been singing! I just did an hour’s set. My poor neighbors. Really. But I don’t think I really belted anything out… except for maybe “Dear Prudence.” I feel SOOO much better now. How could I have forgotten? What is wrong with me? How could I forget that I have to sing? My conclusion was “Dream a Little Dream of Me.” Man,…