Posts from — March 2008

1. Thanks, COX
2. I heart Queereoke!!
3. Biq hearts Biz and Riq!
4. Hola Leora!!!
5. Do you hear laughter, Ramses?
6. i’m glad we aren’t twins.
7. anyone got a good hummus recipe?
8. Yay for UCSF in June!
9. I heart Kamil Walji!!!
10. emotion, devotion, to causing a comotion, creation, vacation……
11. Wow, can he hate poor people more?  “Show me empirical evidence that Head Start has done anything,” he said. “I think it’s been the biggest waste of money, frankly.”
12. saving the world sucks
13. i have the passive voice.
14. Immune
15. not at the meeting anymore, thanks

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A few days ago, I was watching L Word and suddenly realized I was singing along to the soundtrack for the scene.  And I knew all the words.

Now, in a world where depending on what you’re watching, the music is either arena rock, good old oldies, or something hip and new, I only sometimes know the words.  On a show like L Word, I infrequently don’t know the words.  They like to have a new hip soundtrack to their shows.  They help you “discover” new music.

But there I was, laying in bed on a Sunday night, singing along.

The reason I knew all the words is because the song if off of an album that I listened to incessantly just following my recent breakup.

It was a gift from the artist just days after the breakup, and a few weeks later, I sent her an email telling her that hers was the only voice I heard anymore.  Were it an album, I’d have worn it out.

Back to L word.  Once I became conscious of what was going on - that I was singing along to Erin McKeown’s To the Stars on L Word - I got excited. 

I got excited because I know Erin is a big deal.  I know she has a fan base of a bazillion adoring folks.  But to me, she’s Erin who comes to visit sometimes between crazy touring.

So I sent Jeff, the conduit by which I know Erin, an email saying how excited I was that L Word was playing almost the whole song.  Not a tiny snippet.  But long enough for me to sing along unconsciously for a bit, clue in, and then sing along with a big ridiculous grin on my face for a good 20 more seconds.  Very exciting.

But that was nothing.

I sing along while I shop. REO Speedwagon, Christopher Cross, Air Supply, you know the drill.  It’s the music they pipe in that you don’t even hear until you’re singing it yourself.

I needed new towels.  I was going to Bed, Bath and Beyond to buy new towels.  But I got sidetracked and ended up at Kohl’s.  I was perusing the shelves for something soft and absorbent (Kohl’s has great towels, if you’re in the market) and again, I found myself singing along.

To the stars, to the stars!
Oh, we are lit within
By all we’ve been
And by all we care to be

What the hell?

I realize again, once I heard myself la, la, la-ing along, that Erin had made it to the Kohl’s background music soundtrack.  I literally had to find the bathroom before I peed with excitement.

This time, I called Jeff.

Erin’s on at Kohl’s. I am buying towels and she’s on in the store!!!!!!!!!

Some things are 10-exclamation-point exciting.

1. at least I didn’t puke on the guy next to me. that was good.
2. in stiches [sic]
3. black isn’t as exciting as blue. dr. dreamy uses blue.
4. The energy you give out is the result you get back.
5. “Governments should be afraid of their citizens, not the other way around” -V
6. Feed me, Syemore.
7. “love conquers politics”
8. Jacques Lacan I wanna love ya wanna squeeze ya too…
9. Why are we like this?  Anyone got answers?  The winner with the best answer gets to pay my student loans for a month.–”Lesbians love books. In fact they love books so much that they are willing to pay six figures to read esoteric texts that expand the mind while destroying their credit score and employment prospects.”
10. Around…
11. yak!
12. off to an Al Franken Fundraiser. Yup. That’s right. Jealous?
13. Let me rock you Jacques Lacan
14. Al Franken for Senate!

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I just can’t do it.  I thought I could.  But it’s too much.

One more thing to update, to pay attention to.

I’m abandoning my Twitter account.

And really, who cares what I’m doing on a millisecond-by-millisecond basis?  I have enough trouble paying attention to and keeping track of the people I talk to, never mind reading their Twitter/Blog/Facebook/MySpace…

I love technology.  I’m an early adopter wannabe.

Is there a word for early defecting?

Naomi over at IttyBiz has inspired me now two days in a row.  Today, it’s When Your Blogging Friends Are Liars.  Now, I don’t really have any blogging friends to speak of.  Perhaps a couple here and there, but that’s not the point here.  The point is to get my brain working in some creative fashion on a daily basis.  Some days, it works, some days, not so much.

So I haven’t spend so much time making blogging friends.

But her post brings me back to the days of trying to sell Girl Scout Cookies.  For those of you who know me in real life, you know how much it pained me to have to wear that outfit.  Even for the lame 9 months that I lasted as a Girl Scout. 

I wanted to be a Boy Scout, but they wouldn’t take me. Which doesn’t make a whole lot of sense since I get shmaam’ed all the time.  (Shmaam is when someone is confused about your gender for some reason. They start to say Sir, get all flustered, change to Ma’am in mid-fluster.  They always think they’re the first one ever…)

Shmaam - word of the day.  Try to work it in.