pop, pop, fizz, fizz.....

thats what my dad always says after a day like yesterday. i wasnt alive when they aired that commercial. but its a family tradition nonetheless.

*sigh......*

i guess it was worth it. but this is the time of year where i get to thinking about going vegan for the rest of my natural life. i mean, do they feel as bloated and rotund as their carnivorous bretheren? i wonder...
and, i dont think i've ever eaten a leftover after the big T. i'm sure that puts me in a very small minority. but i cant see eating anything that i ate in such copious quantities the day before. its even nauseating to think about.
but some wine. yes. i think some wine is in order. i think wine is always in order. go figure...

thankful for....

i was just thinking about it. and i concluded that i am most thankful for hope and for possibility. without those two, i'd be dead. or very much want to be.

in the immortal words of forrest gump "thats all i have to say about that".

bowling

there. now THAT'S a topic thats bound to get everyone's attention... so i went bowling. on the eve of thanksgiving. (yes. i was wearing my mets cap. yes. it was on backwards.) a rather motley crew we were (yep. good band. i know its crue. with the funny thingy on top of the "U". dont you all scream at me), but fun was had all around. i like bowling. dont go that often. but it seems to be something that just lends itself to relaxing the mind. i need to relax my mind more often. too much swirling going around in there....

anyway, now its late. so i should be heading off to bed soon. with my new pillow. did you know polyester had a memory? well, niether did i. but apparently this pillow remembers. i hope it doesnt tell. i would be mortified...

for CRYING OUT LOUD!!!!!!!!!

i have nothing to say. absolutely nothing. i think it comes from reading other peoples' blogs and consequently developing an unhealthy blogging inferiority complex.

crap.

i think i'll go knit a scarf...

to boot or not to boot....

i bought the pair anyway. without consulting all of you. oh well. perhaps that was a mistake. we shall see. i'm afraid it may snow though. then i'll be in deep....well....snow.... and i dont like the sloshy-cold-wet-feet feeling. i do like a good snowball fight. i have always liked sledding. never liked building snowmen though. nope. not even as a younger child. i have no idea why. that does sound disturbing. perhaps i shall have to visit a psychoanalyst... or maybe a cup of applespice tea. i'll try the latter first...

new year's resolutions already ?

well. yes. i was just at a local supermarket shopping for dinner supplies/ingredients. my tally was rung up and the register spat out my receipt as well as a coupon for cottonelle toilet paper. and it said on it, "be kind to your behind". so i resolved right then and there, that although it was a bit early, this was something i thought i could handle for the duration of the year to come. and hopefully many in the future... i will also try to be kind to other parts of my body as well as other residents of this planet. but i will leave that for another post...

not sure about the song idea....

the whole thing with commenting about the lyrics. not sure if its too cliche'.... anyway, i think i'll start with leonard cohen's hallelujah. it's been covered by rufus wainwright and jeff buckely, among others. but the point is, that this is simply a piece of genius. period. that having been said, let me introduce (or reintroduce) the lyrics.

Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played,and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift the fall is minor, the lift, major...
The baffled king composing Hallelujah despite his being baffled, he still composes. i can just see his face. baffled. but composing nevertheless. digging into himself. searching. "The" halleuja. finding the essence being expressed in spite of himself. we often create things that we had no intention of creating. i'm referring to the nicer ones here. the ones that, had we been trying, perhaps we would have never created.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair she destroyed you and took your strength. but that wasn't enough.
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah hallelujah. the very essence.

Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you. wasn't great, but i managed. it was ok.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah i'm not even going to defile this line up with a comment. too late. i did. but it deserves attention nonetheless. and it is. a cold and broken Hallelujah...doesnt make love any less beautiful though.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time you let me know but not anymore. it got stale. and old.
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah in our togetherness we had found the essence.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain that i've touched something that shouldnt have been disturbed
I don't even know the name but i was just being me. nothing intentionally disturbed or touched.
But if I did, well really, what's it to you? you've gone. you dont care anymore. so why does it bother you?
There's a blaze of light In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard all the essences are ultimately the same
The holy or the broken Hallelujah the juxtaposition of holy and broken is brilliant.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch wow. wow. wow.
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you it wasnt intentional like you thought it was.
And even though It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah a life lived the best way i knew how. amazing. this last stanza just rips my guts out and stomps on them. but what can i do...

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

ok. so thats that. i'm still getting the chills. it doesnt seem fair for one song to have so much, but what can you do, right? and yes. i know there are a lot of religious overtones in here and one would better understand the song if they knew the biblical origins of some of the lines, but its not that important. there's too much here (aside from those references) to even bother arguing about those few lines. this didnt work out the way i had planned. perhaps i wont do it again. we shall see...

but that last stanza. whew.

cyrano de bergerac

i'm not sure that the gods of the blogoshpere (wheresover they may reside) will forgive me for this glaring omission. but what can i do. i am repentant. that is all i can do. the greatest play of all time. period. we can fight about it if youd like.... what a timeless piece of art.
ok.
now.
is there any rule about how many times you can post per day without looking like an absolute idiot that has nothing else to do. i wonder....i am curious. this is obviously my forst foray into the blogoshpere. please bear with me (i say to the millions of followers....).

what shall i do...

so. i have no idea how to get people to read this and comment on it. and isnt that the whole i dea of this thing? i find it far easier to read what others write elsewhere and comment on it. and some of it turns out well. but i still dont know how to begin something here.....ARGH....i shall have to be content with doing that (commenting on others' until i figure out how to jump-start this thing on my own...
aha! i have figured it out! i shall do what i dreamed of doing a bazillion times. at least i think i will. i'm gonna take a lyric i like from a song that i like and pivot off of that. but thats not entirely true. i have actually heard many lines/lyrics that i like quite a bit in songs that i dont like one bit at all. its a lesson in life about a person or a situation that has a redeeming quality to it/them that justifies their entire existence in your life. i dont pretend to sound presumptuous enough to consider my justification the purpose of anothers' existence. i mean their existence in my life blah blah blah. i hope i am making some sense to would-be readers. but seeing as i dont have any yet, i shall have to be content with making sense to myself. and so far i do. so, Hallelujah! (which by the way will probably be a subject for many days to come. yikes! what a song....)

choosing a template....

has been much harder than choosing a name or whatever other decisions i had to make to start this blog. well anyway, after no further ado, here i am. what? that's it? no applause or flowers or anything ?! for crying out loud... i guess i'll have to be content with amusing myself. and this may be just what the dr ordererd.