In an effort to save money, Aunt Tudi and I bought us a Magic Jack the other day. I just successfully hooked it up and we're gonna trial run it for a few days to see if works properly. We're investing in a laptop cooler today so the laptop can stay on all the time, as the computer must be on for the phone to work. And here..we..go!
Jun. 1st, 2009
Shriek Goodness (or is that Badness?)
Jun. 1st, 2009 11:21 amOne of my favourite songs. Check Barry's shoes. They're Tabi, which are very comfy. The Father Unit brought me a pair back from Japan when he and the Stepmother Unit finished her tour of duty over there.
Aww HELL NO
Jun. 1st, 2009 03:59 pmWe're trying to figure out an alternative method of dialing 911 in the event our power goes out or the computer craps out, derailing Magic Jack.
The
mother_unit is talking Aunt Tudi into getting a Jitterbug. I hate the fucking Jitterbug. I even included my hatred of Jitterbug and Jitterbug users in one of my Joker fics, that's how much I hate it. No. NONONONONONONONO! Not....Gonna....Do....It.
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Group Therapy
Jun. 1st, 2009 06:05 pmI'm currently immersed in Concrete Blonde's "Group Therapy." When the album was initially released, I wasn't all that impressed, to be honest. It was very different sounding to me compared to their earlier work; however, I've come to deeply love the album and consider it one of my favourites. Some of the best tracks are "Violent," "Inside/Outside" and, of course, "Roxy." Johnette's voice is in top form, as always, and you can tell the songs were written with great care.
I've been listening to some songs more lately, writing what I've been writing, but the entire album is a true treasure. If you like your music to have a message along with mature and detailed musicianship, "Group Therapy" won't disappoint. I think my favourite song off the album is "Violent".....right now. I love the fact that she included a kick at 'shiny happy people,' especially since Michael Stipe gave Concrete Blonde their name. Fuck shiny happy people, may they rest in pieces. I keep changing my mind over time. For now, though, I'll post the lyrics to "Violent." Read on, MacDuff.
Violent by Concrete Blonde
I feel hot & red & wired
I feel burned out like I've expired.
freaky dreams & you are there
with glowing eyes & burning hair &
& I'm not even dreaming
violent.
every nerve & every cell
they gotta fight to stay alive & well
I'm in a world of chronic
discontent
screaming metal & burning rubber
always shoving & raping & cursing each other
exploding into violence.
try some buy some
wheel & deal it
buy or steal it
if it makes you feel it
we want it intense
we want our violence.
get ready to take it all the way
the things they do
the words they say it's all so
ready to get
violent
wedding bells all pink & white
chocolates & candlelight
you & me & we makes three
k/ i /s /s /i/ n/ g
like a comedy
that never played quite right
it seems so easy & it looks so clean, all the
shiny happy people in the magazines
but nothing seems to mean
what it meant.
a flood of blood & a burning pain
broken hearts & throbbing brains
the message has been sent
& it's violent
try some buy some
wheel & deal it
buy or steal it
if it makes you feel it
we want it intense
we want our violence.
get ready to take it all the way
the things they do
the words they say it's all so
ready to get
violent
I've been listening to some songs more lately, writing what I've been writing, but the entire album is a true treasure. If you like your music to have a message along with mature and detailed musicianship, "Group Therapy" won't disappoint. I think my favourite song off the album is "Violent".....right now. I love the fact that she included a kick at 'shiny happy people,' especially since Michael Stipe gave Concrete Blonde their name. Fuck shiny happy people, may they rest in pieces. I keep changing my mind over time. For now, though, I'll post the lyrics to "Violent." Read on, MacDuff.
Violent by Concrete Blonde
I feel hot & red & wired
I feel burned out like I've expired.
freaky dreams & you are there
with glowing eyes & burning hair &
& I'm not even dreaming
violent.
every nerve & every cell
they gotta fight to stay alive & well
I'm in a world of chronic
discontent
screaming metal & burning rubber
always shoving & raping & cursing each other
exploding into violence.
try some buy some
wheel & deal it
buy or steal it
if it makes you feel it
we want it intense
we want our violence.
get ready to take it all the way
the things they do
the words they say it's all so
ready to get
violent
wedding bells all pink & white
chocolates & candlelight
you & me & we makes three
k/ i /s /s /i/ n/ g
like a comedy
that never played quite right
it seems so easy & it looks so clean, all the
shiny happy people in the magazines
but nothing seems to mean
what it meant.
a flood of blood & a burning pain
broken hearts & throbbing brains
the message has been sent
& it's violent
try some buy some
wheel & deal it
buy or steal it
if it makes you feel it
we want it intense
we want our violence.
get ready to take it all the way
the things they do
the words they say it's all so
ready to get
violent
More "Group Therapy" lyrics
Jun. 1st, 2009 06:40 pmInside/Outside by Concrete Blonde
what I feel inside,
sometimes is hard to get out.
lost in translation
what I'm thinking about.
the voices inside...
I believe when I hear
they come from somewhere
between my heart & my ear...
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
here on the inside
there's a war going on
with what's on the outside
where I don't think I belong.
when I go outside
it's all so crazy out there
I like it inside
it's so much safer in here.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
if you could turn yourself
turn yourself inside out
what would I see then?
what would you be all about?
who's on the inside?
behind the cheap paper face
some other someone
is slowly taking your place.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
what I feel inside,
sometimes is hard to get out.
lost in translation
what I'm thinking about.
the voices inside...
I believe when I hear
they come from somewhere
between my heart & my ear...
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
here on the inside
there's a war going on
with what's on the outside
where I don't think I belong.
when I go outside
it's all so crazy out there
I like it inside
it's so much safer in here.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
if you could turn yourself
turn yourself inside out
what would I see then?
what would you be all about?
who's on the inside?
behind the cheap paper face
some other someone
is slowly taking your place.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
INSIDE vs.
OUTSIDE.
It's been decreed. I'm going to write at least 500 words a day on The Blood Crown for the month of June. Sort of a NaNoWriMo, but different. This is in addition to finishing the J-fic "To Whom It May Concern." So those here for the J-fics, don't get your panties in a wad. Hold on to your butts, I'm slow but sure, I promise.
I admire the folks on my list who blog for charity. If I could find a charity worthy of my rampant blogging, I'd do it in an instant. But human charities leave me cold for obvious reasons and that's why I leave such things in more capable hands. I don't think it'd..."appropriate"....for me to be writing every hour on the hour about how much I hate people and then ask for folks to donate to a charity that helps...people. Kinda hypocritic. So here's to you, people charity bloggers! It's Miller Time!
This laptop cooler thing is really working. The lappy is as cool as it was when I first turned it on. I think this is the key to our Magic Jack success.
Of all the movies out there, The Taking of Pelham 1 2 3 is the one drawing my attention at the mo. I'm not big on Denzel Washington (too goody-goody) nor John Travolta (I was around during his 'Welcome Back Kotter' days waaaay before Pulp Fiction, which kinda redeemed him, but not all the way), but the movie just looks good. I love suspense flicks, especially when one mastermind villain is pitted against a regular Joe (not the plumber...). Am I too hard on actors? I mean, here I am being all picky about Denzel Washington and John Travolta only a few days after reaming Christian Bale. Should I just turn a blind eye and enjoy the show? I wish I could, but it's not in me. When I look at John Travolta, I see Vinnie Barbarino, and I saw enough of him back in the 70s. Yeah, I wasn't much of a kid. I was a smaller version of myself with a much smaller vocabulary. It should be of note that I'm just as loyal to the actors I do like, like Linus Roache. I sort of fell away from the original Law & Order, but I'll watch it now because Linus is in it. Herbert Lom is another. The man could do no wrong while he was still acting. Sharon Stone won my eternal love and devotion when I saw her kick the shit out of Ahhhnold in Total Recall. There are exceptions. Ahhhnold, for instance. I don't like him, but I love many of his movies. Total Recall is in my top ten favourites of all time. I'm rambling, aren't I? All I really wanted to say is that I think I'd like to see The Taking of Pelham 1 2 3.
Just a minute ago, I felt the most incredibly painful sting on my arm. Looking down, I spied a fire ant. I picked it up whilst outside feeding the cats. This sucks. Tomorrow, I get to mow the grass and then put environmentally unfriendly fire ant killer on the mounds. But mowing the grass is gonna be tricky because the ants have formed attack battalions and are already well-organised, which means I'll have to run, screaming, as I push the mower at turbo speed, hoping that I out-trot the armies of killer fire ants hot on my pathetic heels. And people wonder why I call this place the Armpit of Hell. Wonder no more!
It looks to be a bit of a sleepless night tonight. Already almost 10 PM and still no sign of sleepiness. The body is weary, but the mind just rolls on. Goddess help me! If I have Fatal Familial Insomnia, I'm going to jump off a big tall building.
Betty White is Goddess incarnate, isn't she?
I admire the folks on my list who blog for charity. If I could find a charity worthy of my rampant blogging, I'd do it in an instant. But human charities leave me cold for obvious reasons and that's why I leave such things in more capable hands. I don't think it'd..."appropriate"....for me to be writing every hour on the hour about how much I hate people and then ask for folks to donate to a charity that helps...people. Kinda hypocritic. So here's to you, people charity bloggers! It's Miller Time!
This laptop cooler thing is really working. The lappy is as cool as it was when I first turned it on. I think this is the key to our Magic Jack success.
Of all the movies out there, The Taking of Pelham 1 2 3 is the one drawing my attention at the mo. I'm not big on Denzel Washington (too goody-goody) nor John Travolta (I was around during his 'Welcome Back Kotter' days waaaay before Pulp Fiction, which kinda redeemed him, but not all the way), but the movie just looks good. I love suspense flicks, especially when one mastermind villain is pitted against a regular Joe (not the plumber...). Am I too hard on actors? I mean, here I am being all picky about Denzel Washington and John Travolta only a few days after reaming Christian Bale. Should I just turn a blind eye and enjoy the show? I wish I could, but it's not in me. When I look at John Travolta, I see Vinnie Barbarino, and I saw enough of him back in the 70s. Yeah, I wasn't much of a kid. I was a smaller version of myself with a much smaller vocabulary. It should be of note that I'm just as loyal to the actors I do like, like Linus Roache. I sort of fell away from the original Law & Order, but I'll watch it now because Linus is in it. Herbert Lom is another. The man could do no wrong while he was still acting. Sharon Stone won my eternal love and devotion when I saw her kick the shit out of Ahhhnold in Total Recall. There are exceptions. Ahhhnold, for instance. I don't like him, but I love many of his movies. Total Recall is in my top ten favourites of all time. I'm rambling, aren't I? All I really wanted to say is that I think I'd like to see The Taking of Pelham 1 2 3.
Just a minute ago, I felt the most incredibly painful sting on my arm. Looking down, I spied a fire ant. I picked it up whilst outside feeding the cats. This sucks. Tomorrow, I get to mow the grass and then put environmentally unfriendly fire ant killer on the mounds. But mowing the grass is gonna be tricky because the ants have formed attack battalions and are already well-organised, which means I'll have to run, screaming, as I push the mower at turbo speed, hoping that I out-trot the armies of killer fire ants hot on my pathetic heels. And people wonder why I call this place the Armpit of Hell. Wonder no more!
It looks to be a bit of a sleepless night tonight. Already almost 10 PM and still no sign of sleepiness. The body is weary, but the mind just rolls on. Goddess help me! If I have Fatal Familial Insomnia, I'm going to jump off a big tall building.
Betty White is Goddess incarnate, isn't she?