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ONE WAY OUT
posted Sunday, 11 May 2008
A little unfocused, just like me this morning.
ONE WAY OUT
Alman Brothers at Fillmore East, "One Way Out There" on the sound track. If that don't get the carbunkles out of your ass first thing in the morning don't even try to roll over cause you're dead. Ha ha!!!
Damn, am I ever enjoying this little piece of technology. Now if I could figure some way to wear it in the shower or making love. That is providing that she had her own iPod, ha ha. Duane and Greg, you have me thinking slightly evil but fun thoughts.
Its 4:30 in the a.m. and I can't sleep, the kettle is on and there is a Mocha Java in my future along with a Grapefruit and a hot bowl of raisins and oatmeal sweetened with maple sugar after I finish this blog entry and 4s. Got to clean up my crib, its a vacuum day, and wash my floors day, and empty the trash both real and psychic, and then go for a long walk if it ain't raining too hard.
Have to be in front of the tyrant for 11 a.m. PDT. Skype call from Ian to get an update on Larry, my ex's second husband who is in a bad way. He's a stand up guy who subbed for me in the Dad department and, although I don't really know him, he's somebody I respect.
Updated my USB hub from 1.1 to a 2.1 after being nagged by my iPod with warnings every time I went to download some tunes in ITunes. I got a bargain at Future Shop and got a very snazzy seven plug in hub which means I can leave all my devices plugged in, aint technology grand. Now if I could just figure how to get this stuff out of the packaging, hmmmn ???
That's the charm of the Ken Burns side which I'm playing on my iPod right now, I have "Sing, Sing, Sing" on the sound track with the marvelous solos by Benny Goodman and Gene Krupa and you can faintly hear the background crackle of a needle on vinyl. Takes me back in time to my salad days listening to Am radio as a twelve year old. My Mom was the jazz fan in the family so I guess I got my love for the music from her.
My Dad had a magnificent baritone voice and he and Mom, in those times when they had a truce, would sing the Broadway show tunes in perfect harmony, if only their lives together had been in such harmony. But that was then and this is now. Helps me understand where I am now and my absolute pleasure in being alone. I suffered emotional overload from those days from which I have never recovered.
Its approaching the fifth anniversary of sister Charlotte's passing (14 May 2003) and although the emotional scar is mostly healed I think of her every day. My brother Bob and I knew her every day of her life and if there was any justice in this world we should have preceded her from this mortal coil but never trust to fate if you are looking for justice.
I notice from my taste in music that the majority of my favorite artists are no longer with us and I now have very little interest in the new music scene and prefer to be in this time warp or bubble of history at the end of history. Guess I'm getting old, ha ha.
La Dolce Vita!
Ciao, JWL
Damn, am I ever enjoying this little piece of technology. Now if I could figure some way to wear it in the shower or making love. That is providing that she had her own iPod, ha ha. Duane and Greg, you have me thinking slightly evil but fun thoughts.
Its 4:30 in the a.m. and I can't sleep, the kettle is on and there is a Mocha Java in my future along with a Grapefruit and a hot bowl of raisins and oatmeal sweetened with maple sugar after I finish this blog entry and 4s. Got to clean up my crib, its a vacuum day, and wash my floors day, and empty the trash both real and psychic, and then go for a long walk if it ain't raining too hard.
Have to be in front of the tyrant for 11 a.m. PDT. Skype call from Ian to get an update on Larry, my ex's second husband who is in a bad way. He's a stand up guy who subbed for me in the Dad department and, although I don't really know him, he's somebody I respect.
Updated my USB hub from 1.1 to a 2.1 after being nagged by my iPod with warnings every time I went to download some tunes in ITunes. I got a bargain at Future Shop and got a very snazzy seven plug in hub which means I can leave all my devices plugged in, aint technology grand. Now if I could just figure how to get this stuff out of the packaging, hmmmn ???
That's the charm of the Ken Burns side which I'm playing on my iPod right now, I have "Sing, Sing, Sing" on the sound track with the marvelous solos by Benny Goodman and Gene Krupa and you can faintly hear the background crackle of a needle on vinyl. Takes me back in time to my salad days listening to Am radio as a twelve year old. My Mom was the jazz fan in the family so I guess I got my love for the music from her.
My Dad had a magnificent baritone voice and he and Mom, in those times when they had a truce, would sing the Broadway show tunes in perfect harmony, if only their lives together had been in such harmony. But that was then and this is now. Helps me understand where I am now and my absolute pleasure in being alone. I suffered emotional overload from those days from which I have never recovered.
Its approaching the fifth anniversary of sister Charlotte's passing (14 May 2003) and although the emotional scar is mostly healed I think of her every day. My brother Bob and I knew her every day of her life and if there was any justice in this world we should have preceded her from this mortal coil but never trust to fate if you are looking for justice.
I notice from my taste in music that the majority of my favorite artists are no longer with us and I now have very little interest in the new music scene and prefer to be in this time warp or bubble of history at the end of history. Guess I'm getting old, ha ha.
La Dolce Vita!
Ciao, JWL
Talk to me (2)
1. billy willbond left...
Sunday, 11 May 2008 8:04 am
Thoughts of the past - IPOD's music's blast - musings about some play's
long dead cast - normal flow of feelings of grief and regrets a loved
sister dead from demon cigarettes - lest we forget - we stay here yet to
ponder life and sometime fret about those things we still regret - be well
my friend billy - (loved the blurry coffee picture) - -
2. catty left...
Monday, 12 May 2008 4:21 am :: http://savetheamericanfamily.blog-city.c
Adult proof packaging . . . .where's a child when you need one? Honey
bought himself an MP3 player for 10 bucks a couple weeks back. He's been
in his own little world ever since.