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July 31, 2008

Borrowed words

Filed under: Uncategorized — denise @ 7:25 pm

This is an interesting meme – and sadly, I can’t remember which blog I was reading that had this in it, if I could I would give credit… if I think of it, I’ll post the link.

Create a poem or story using a line of lyrics from your favorite songs.

The blogger’s poem that I read had the song title/artist after each line… like this:

Once I had a love and it was a gas (Heart of Glass, Blondie)

but I can’t leave you with a bad goodbye. (Bad Goodbye, Winona/Clint Black)

And I found the whole thing sort of interesting in a one-liner kind of way, but it totally did not read like a poem. So, I’m going to just write my poem of borrowed lyrics and list the songs/artists in order in a key at the bottom. Yeah, man?

Yeah.

EVERYWHERE.

One day you’re going to have to face the deep, dark, truthful mirror

And it’s gonna tell you things I still love you too much to say (1)

I keep on laughing to keep from cryin’ … (2)

Now, I could never change you, I don’t want to blame you

Baby, you don’t have to take the fall. (3)

What if you should decide that you don’t want me there by your side? (4)

Loving you is all I know. (5)

I can still remember just the way you taste (6)

Lips like sugar

Sugar kisses (7)

I don’t care if you don’t want to bother with me, baby. (8)

Your kisses are wasted on me. (9)

I told you I was trouble

You know that I’m no good… (10)

Scratched and bruised, a little used, but baby I work fine

You might call me damaged goods but I’m one of a kind (11)

This is the last honest love I’ll ever give (12)

And so it is, just like you said it would be (13)

I am your tragedy and your fortune

I am your crisis and delight (14)

You ‘aint seen nothing like me, yet… (15)

And now that I found you, you hold me like a prayer

You touch me

Everywhere. (16)

1- Deep, Dark Truthful Mirror – Elvis Costello

2 – Bottom of the Barrel -Amos Lee

3 – Sometimes Love Aint Enough – Patty Smyth

4 – What if – Coldplay

5 -Loving You Is All I Know – The Pretenders

6 – It’s Been Awhile – Staind

7 – Lips Like Sugar – Echo & the Bunnymen

8 – I Don’t Care (So There) – The Donnas

9 – Your Kisses Are Wasted On Me – Pipettes

10- I’m No Good – Amy Winehouse

11- imperfection – Saving Jane

12- This Is Everything – Tegan & Sara

13- Blower’s Daughter – Damien Rice

14- Still – Alanis Morissette

15- To Make You Feel My Love – Garth Brooks

16 – Now That I’ve Found You – Human League

Now, bloggers… go… I would love to see your poems of borrowed words.

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July 29, 2008

Worse than getting a bad tattoo…

Filed under: Television — Tags: 30 days, 30 days of night, morgan spurlock, supersize me, vampire — denise @ 6:05 am

I’m a huge Morgan Spurlock (of “Supersize Me” fame) fan and I love his show, “30 Days” in which he takes on tough topics like racism, religious fanaticism, disabilities and counter culture (to name only a few).

In each episode someone has to live another life for 30 days. A devout right-wing Christian will have to live with a family that is Muslim. A young, urban Manhattanite couple lives on a naturally sustaining commune. An NFL player has to live in a wheelchair.

Morgan himself has played the part in a few of them: living for 30 days as a coal miner, on a reservation, in a prison in solitary confinement. There are rules and criteria set up in each situation. They have to LIVE THAT LIFE, they can’t just sit there. They have to attend services, rehab, host parties…whatever is appropriate for each situation. It’s a truly riveting social experiment.

However…

It seems that he finally has taken things too far.

Check it out at Kory’s blog Could Be Considered Dangerous.

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July 28, 2008

I’m splitsies on the Universe.

Filed under: Blogging — Tags: bad gifts, compound, eggs, flying airplanes, golf, good gifts, good timing, it's a gift, porn, skill, timing, universe — denise @ 9:01 pm

What’s your opinion on the Universe and “timing”?

I mean, has it been your experience that it’s all that good at the timing thing?

Giving people the right opportunities at the right time?

Making people meet one another at the right time?

Sending pain or passion or strength or weakness at just the right time? A time when there will be comfort and returned passion and humility and arms to hold you up?

I’m splitsies.

There are clear moments in my life when I feel like something with more collective wisdom than I has arranged the furniture of my life to force me to walk down a hallway instead of making toast in the kitchen, thereby changing my life, forever. There are equally clear times in my life where I felt like a giant hammer looking for a nail in a sea of paperclips. Times where the right people came into my life at the wrong time. Times where the wrong opporunity happened at exactly the right time for me to make a change. A time where a newly discovered skill or desire or skillful desire suddenly made itself apparent and JESUS CHRIST, NO, I am not talking about blow jobs. GOD! What I mean is that a lot of times, what people desire… what they love to do… isn’t exactly what they are also good at. (Case in point: the 40 bajillion horrid tone-deaf sad-sacks that audition for American Idol every season…)

Conversely, there are the things we are inherently really good at, but sort of can’t stand. For example, I am actually pretty good at reading people’s current mood/feelings. I can spot someone who is feeling shitty, angry, low, pissy or ill about a mile away. The problem is that rather than soothing those people and leaving them alone, I am somewhat prone to provoking them. I can’t explain it… I never feel like I set out to do it, but I’m sort of a dick when I know what I know. I will not be swayed when I’m sure I’m right.

What a dick.

Me: Heeeeey… what’s up? Having a bad day?

Random person: No. I’m good!

Me: Hmm. Uh-huh. Reeeeeeeally.

Random person: What?! No! I’m fine.

Me: Uh huh. FINE. People who are fine do not describe themselves as “FINE”.

Random person: WHAT? No, seriously. I’m doing f…. great. I’m great.

Me: You know, you don’t have to lie to me. I totally understand if you feel like hell.

Random person: But………. I don’t!

Me: You do.

Random person: But…. there is no way you could know that.

Me: It’s a gift.

Random person: I really was fine until I talked to you…

Me: Sorry. It’s a terrible gift that I have…

Random person: *hisses*

Me: It’s a great goddamed gift.

So, what I am saying is… what if the Universe can’t HEAR THE BEAT?

What if it give us all wonderful things… wonderful abilities… but has NO IDEA WHAT TIME THE PARTY STARTS?

What if it gives a woman living in Manhattan in 2005 the ability to churn butter and make pork cracklins’ like they’ve never been made before?

What if it gave a Neanderthal Man* the ability to read and write code faster than the faster software developer?

What if a man in the 1600’s was actually the most amazing cinematographer ever born on this earth?

What if a little girl in 2008 knew, instinctively, how to cure The Plague?

What if I somehow know amazing and life-changing shit if I’d just been born in another place and time?

What if the thing, THE GIFT, is something that I’ve never tried?

flying airplanes
porn (acting, directing and/or executive producing)
conquering of nations

Or things I super hate and therefore have tremendous aversion to?

golf pro
cult leader
professional egg-eater

WHAT IF, HAD THE PLANETS PROPERLY ALIGNED I COULD HAVE BEEN A WORLD-FAMOUS MASTER EGG EATER, FILTHY RICH PORN QUEEN, LPGA LEADING, PLANE-FLYING, DICTATOR AND/OR COMPOUND RULER?

Oh, fer christ’s sake… stop cringing.

I’m not sayin’…… I’m just sayin’.

*”Neanderthal Man” is pronounced NEE-ANDER-TALL MAN not NEE-ANDER-THAL MAN. Per Alex Trebec, you do not pronounce the “th” sound rather, it’s a hard “T” sound. Also per Trebec is the fact that “Barcelona” (Spain) is, in fact, pronounced BARTH-A-LOW-NUH…not…BARSE-A-LOW-NUH. Go ahead. Freak out a little. Trebec and I are not interested in your archaic hang-ups. Get with the program. Or as we like to say in The Industry.. Doo doo doo doo… doo doo doo… doo doo…doo doo DOO! Dah doo doo doo doo….

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