It's been a while...
Wow... my life is one messed up musical. I was a bit suprised this year at the lack of the usual Christmas music extravaganza. It wasn't as invasive as usual. It's like it evolved from the 8 year old demon child that is constantly nagging to the 16 year old emo-kid that locks itself in it's room or something. I have decided that I secretly love Christmas music. (Because I also love lists, I obviously have to make a list of the top 10 Christmas tunes of all time!)
10. Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas ('Meet Me in St. Louis' is a great movie!)
9. Happy Xmas(The War is Over)
8. Hark the Herald Angels Sing
7. God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
6. Christmas Canon Rock, Trans-Siberian Orchestra
5. Silent Night
4. O Holy Night
3. Angels from the Realms of Glory (Love, love, love this song!)
2. O Come, O Come Emmanuel
1. Carol of the Bells! The best acid trip song ever!
If you are completely without direction in the Christmas song world, follow this simple code. Trans-Siberian Orchestra= Yes!, Manheim Steamroller = not so much.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Teary Eyes and Starry Skies
The view from my bathroom sink boasts a tree that is momentarily stuck between it's prime, beginning, and end. It's the sort that flashes spring just before the winter takes it's leaves.
Alexis and I were watching transformers for the first time this afternoon (great movie by the way) and her eyes teared up at the thought of the 'yellow transformer' dying. She found some flowers that she halved; some for me and some for the yellow transformer. I really love children... there's no more denial in that department (though I can't bring myself to have any of my own.) Have no fear, though! My brother is procreating enough for us all. His sixth wee lass is being born at this very moment whilst I laze about in my warm bed. I'm an old hat at laboring women and runny noses by now.
My hands smell like Scarlet Sangria... a perfect scent to decide whether or not I'm to seduce you. It could be fun, but you could also get clingy. We wouldn't want that. Thought for the midnight hour: Crushes are too pesky. I've decided.
Pivotal Final Note:
If you've never seen a starry sky from a country road/pasture in Texas you are not ready to die just yet. The sky grabbed me by the shirt and wrestled me from my car tonight.. and I loved every minute of it.
Alexis and I were watching transformers for the first time this afternoon (great movie by the way) and her eyes teared up at the thought of the 'yellow transformer' dying. She found some flowers that she halved; some for me and some for the yellow transformer. I really love children... there's no more denial in that department (though I can't bring myself to have any of my own.) Have no fear, though! My brother is procreating enough for us all. His sixth wee lass is being born at this very moment whilst I laze about in my warm bed. I'm an old hat at laboring women and runny noses by now.
My hands smell like Scarlet Sangria... a perfect scent to decide whether or not I'm to seduce you. It could be fun, but you could also get clingy. We wouldn't want that. Thought for the midnight hour: Crushes are too pesky. I've decided.
Pivotal Final Note:
If you've never seen a starry sky from a country road/pasture in Texas you are not ready to die just yet. The sky grabbed me by the shirt and wrestled me from my car tonight.. and I loved every minute of it.
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