it's Nay...

more or less a amalgam of thoughts, impressions, conundrums... but probably mostly ranting, maybe.
Sep 26
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Wherever you go… there you are.

So, I am here. In Colorado… in my livingroom to be concise.  I am exhausted, stubborn, and really, REALLY Homesick.  I am not quite sure as to the origins of this onset of nostalgia and impending sadness, as the A-Team is on in the background.  Nevertheless, I am sad.  I would cry, except that tears have fallen on several unrelated occasions today.  First came when a song I have heard a lot came on the radio, but I really heard it for the first time.  Second, while watching some Starz Kids & Family Fare ‘A Dog of Flanders’.  As to the other occasions, I can’t recall the particulars, but I am sure they are equally sappy.  Oh, yeah, the third came while watching a William Shatner produced documentary about Star Trek.  This usually is some indication that the the week that is the most wonderful of the month for “The Ladies” is coming.  I have some other thoughts though.  I had surgery last week… and I think that I am one that wants her mommy when she is hurting.  Being that my Mommy is a thousand miles away didn’t overly help that notion.  To top it off, my parent’s bought a house and moved that same week. Have I seen this house? NO.  Do I know where my parent’s live? not exactly.  Was I able to help in any way? Not at all.  As selfish as it is, them moving into a totally unknown house makes me feel left behind, when, in all actuality, I am the one who did the leaving.  To be fair, this is the first time I have left so I aniticipated some sort of feelings on the subject.  Today they are all converging…  I saw a picture of my neice who is about 7 months old, she is getting so big.  Likely, I won’t see her til she is about 1…missing all of her “Babyness”.  I know that I am not the first person in God’s great Cosmos to get married to a military man, move away and feel sad about it… BUT luckily I cannot feel the emotions of anyone but myself.  I did decide to indulge the sadness a little bit.  If my throat wasn’t still so sore, I might have even done a little emotional eating. I will settle for this verbally expressive Catharsis.

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Oct 16
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i HAVE issues with this…

#1.  If you love the man, you love the music, videos, and all the crap that comes along with said man!!!

#2.  Don’t throw the Mayer out with the bath water… just cause one song sucks, doesn’t mean the whole album will bellyflop.

#3.  Taylor Swift is a really great musician and song writer.  Especially given that she is only 19 and has gone multi-platinum without losing herself or taking herself to seriously… I love the fact that she isn’t parading around in pigtails and catholic school-girl outfits…. AND don’t get me started about Mylie Cyrus.

#4.  All of those 3 reasons don’t erase the fact that you are my #1 American Super Great Friend!!

desarizzle:

I love John Mayer. This is no secret. In my opinion, his songwriting skill is unmatched, his guitar prowess unparalleled, and let us not mince words, the boy gives pretty damn good face. And he’s smart and funny to boot. A brilliant musician without all the demons (for a change). Every record he’s crafted up this point outshines anything churned out by MOST of his contemporaries. And since his role in the record making process encompasses almost every aspect of production, even down to album cover art, his accomplishments as an artist seem all the more impressive. 

So why do I hate this song and video so much? To me, this whole thing screams INDULGENT! Base! Flash in abundance, but no substance! A live action tabloid cover story that he made for himself! Ick!

If this is what I can expect from Battle Studies, I may not even buy it. I know there is also a track featuring Taylor Swift as well. I haven’t heard it yet, but I can’t for the life of me figure out why someone who is accomplished as he is would be collaborating with the likes of Taylor Swift. She’s hot right now, whatever. She’s not of the same caliber. It might as well have been Miley Cyrus. Heaven forbid! 

Sep 16
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I think the look on the great white shark’s face is priceless… Dez, would you like sharks more if they were like this one… you know, all high-fivey?

I think the look on the great white shark’s face is priceless… Dez, would you like sharks more if they were like this one… you know, all high-fivey?

Sep 01
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I am also pretty sure that I will make it a priority to NEVER visit this place….CREEPY!
Vent Haven Ventriloquist Museum
So, what do you get when you combine the loneliness of a pet cemetery with the creepy flair of vaudeville? The Vent Haven Ventriloquist Museum, of course—where dummies go to die. The Fort Mitchell, Kentucky, museum was the brainchild of the late William Shakespeare Berger, who founded the site as a home for retired wooden puppets. In fact, he collected figures from some of the country’s most famous ventriloquist acts. And with more than 700 dummies stacked from floor to ceiling, you’re bound to feel like you’re stuck inside a 1970s horror flick—albeit a really good one. But sadly, when Berger gave the tour, you could totally tell his mouth was moving. [Image courtesy of Vic

I am also pretty sure that I will make it a priority to NEVER visit this place….CREEPY!

Vent Haven Ventriloquist Museum

So, what do you get when you combine the loneliness of a pet cemetery with the creepy flair of vaudeville? The Vent Haven Ventriloquist Museum, of course—where dummies go to die. The Fort Mitchell, Kentucky, museum was the brainchild of the late William Shakespeare Berger, who founded the site as a home for retired wooden puppets. In fact, he collected figures from some of the country’s most famous ventriloquist acts. And with more than 700 dummies stacked from floor to ceiling, you’re bound to feel like you’re stuck inside a 1970s horror flick—albeit a really good one. But sadly, when Berger gave the tour, you could totally tell his mouth was moving. [Image courtesy of Vic

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I’m pretty sure that I will make it a priority to visit this place…
The Mütter Museum
Originally, the College of Physicians of Philadelphia erected the Mütter Museum as a creative way to inform medical students and practicing physicians about some of the more unusual medical phenomena. (You know, babies with two heads, that sort of thing.) But today, it primarily serves as a popular spot for anyone interested in the grotesque. There, you’ll find the world’s largest colon, removed from a man who died—not surprisingly—of constipation. Also on display: an OB-GYN instrument collection, thousands of fluid-preserved anatomical and pathological specimens, and a large wall dedicated entirely to swallowed objects

I’m pretty sure that I will make it a priority to visit this place…

The Mütter Museum

Originally, the College of Physicians of Philadelphia erected the Mütter Museum as a creative way to inform medical students and practicing physicians about some of the more unusual medical phenomena. (You know, babies with two heads, that sort of thing.) But today, it primarily serves as a popular spot for anyone interested in the grotesque. There, you’ll find the world’s largest colon, removed from a man who died—not surprisingly—of constipation. Also on display: an OB-GYN instrument collection, thousands of fluid-preserved anatomical and pathological specimens, and a large wall dedicated entirely to swallowed objects

Aug 19
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If I ever save enough money from Geico, I am going to hire my own 80’s Rock Band.  The guy on the right will be the hype man…I will call them “Balls of Avalon” (I don’t know why)
This and other great photos at:
http://awkwardfamilyphotos.com/2009/06/24/awkward-band-photo/

If I ever save enough money from Geico, I am going to hire my own 80’s Rock Band.  The guy on the right will be the hype man…I will call them “Balls of Avalon” (I don’t know why)

This and other great photos at:

http://awkwardfamilyphotos.com/2009/06/24/awkward-band-photo/