November 18, 2013
Today is surgery day so I leave you with a pre-scheduled musical post.
And any man who knows a thing knows
He knows not a damn, damn thing at all
November 11, 2013
As a movie buff, I like this prompt. 🙂
Today’s NaBloPoMo writing prompt is: If you had to be trapped inside a movie for 5 days, which movie would you pick?
Answer: The Blues Brothers
Isn’t it obvious? No? I’ll explain.
- I can quote most of the movie so… I could fill in for anyone who got sick
- Lots of great music
- 5 days of laughing? Yes, please
- I’D GET TO MEET SO MANY AWESOME PEOPLE!
I’d get to meet Aretha Franklin, John Lee Hooker, Ray Charles, James Brown, Cab Calloway, Dan Akroyd, John Belushi, Carrie Fisher, Twiggy, John Candy, Frank Oz. The list goes on.
This movie has nail polish, a bazooka, Nazis, tons of excellent music and musicians, Orange Whips, BOTH kinds of music (country AND western), a mission, fundraising for orphans, a car chase through a real mall (“This place has everything”) and it set a world record (at the time) for biggest pile up of police vehicles. Seriously, that car chase is EPIC. It’s the comedic version of Bullitt. And no one jokes about Steve McQueen (The Great Escape may or may not be recoding on my TiVo as I write this).
June 12, 2013
It’s probably the anti-depressant talking. The one I’m on for pain. And maybe the endorphins. But I just went for a walk/run with some kick ass music and was reminded of my former self.
Who I used to be. Before Pops’ cancer. Before occupying the role of caregiver. Before infertility and ectopic pregnancies. Before Right Guy. Before my divorce even.
Oddly, I was taken back to the last time I was on Lupron. I’m on virtually all the same meds now as then. Only then, Wrong Guy was deployed. And as hard as that was, there was a part of me that enjoyed living by myself for the first time ever. No parents. No roommates. No messy significant other to undo whatever you just cleaned. Just me. Me… pain-free.
I got to know myself, by myself. And it turns out I’m pretty cool. And even a little funny. Wrong Guy was always hysterical so I never realized I could be funny until he wasn’t around. And I have good taste in music. I remember making CDs for all the other (mostly) wives left behind during that deployment. I called that CD Grrl Power. It was an all-female lineup. Everyone loved it.
I’ve been working on an angry music playlist in my head lately. You know, for those times when you are pissed at the world. And I will still make one.
But I think I might have to also work on a new Grrl Power playlist.
Stay tuned for Grrl Power Zwei.
Or perhaps it will be a mash up of the angry and the female themes. Hhhmmmm… Hangry Chicks…?
Oh, and… Welcome back Fox!!! Why don’t you stick around for awhile?