A Good Day and Some Linked Stuff

Yesterday was a good day. Nichole and Kristina came up to the lake, and we hung out and ate cheese, and swam a little bit (well, they did . . . ) and rode around in the James Bond boat, lol . . . and then posed as Bond girls and were going to have Tory take a picture, but she wasn't there, she was over at the Balls . . .

Then we went into town, and ate at Olive Garden. We got some mussels for an appetizer, which were SO GOOD, and we were so sad when the waitress lady came and took the sauce stuff away because we were still dipping breadsticks in it, lol . . . We also had our salads, and Nichole had Minestrone soup, and then I had this AWESOME DRINK: Italian Cream Soda with Vanilla Syrup. Mmm . . . orgasm in a cup, lol . . . I had the Seafood Portofino, which is always really good, and . . . mmm . . . it was just delicious, the entire meal, and we all just had such a fun night . . . such good food and good company, lol . . .

Then we went to my house for a little while and just listened to music and watched little movie things I had made over the years, lol . . .

There was a bunny in Kristina's yard, and he stood there and watched me, even as I was driving away. I also saw a dead one in the middle of the road, later on, and it made me so sad . . .

I love bunnies. There seem to be a bunch of them this year-- including in my dreams, lol . . .

If you've ever read Faulkner's "As I Lay Dying" (*cough* ENGLISH CLASS *cough*), here's a funny picture that might make that traumatic experience just a little bit more bearable, lol.

There's some bill in the works out there trying to get rid of NPR and PBS. If you want to save them (Sesame Street! Arthur! Come on!!!), check this out and sign it the petition that might at least call enough attention to stop it.

A Good Day and Some Linked Stuff

Yesterday was a good day. Nichole and Kristina came up to the lake, and we hung out and ate cheese, and swam a little bit (well, they did . . . ) and rode around in the James Bond boat, lol . . . and then posed as Bond girls and were going to have Tory take a picture, but she wasn't there, she was over at the Balls . . .

Then we went into town, and ate at Olive Garden. We got some mussels for an appetizer, which were SO GOOD, and we were so sad when the waitress lady came and took the sauce stuff away because we were still dipping breadsticks in it, lol . . . We also had our salads, and Nichole had Minestrone soup, and then I had this AWESOME DRINK: Italian Cream Soda with Vanilla Syrup. Mmm . . . orgasm in a cup, lol . . . I had the Seafood Portofino, which is always really good, and . . . mmm . . . it was just delicious, the entire meal, and we all just had such a fun night . . . such good food and good company, lol . . .

Then we went to my house for a little while and just listened to music and watched little movie things I had made over the years, lol . . .

There was a bunny in Kristina's yard, and he stood there and watched me, even as I was driving away. I also saw a dead one in the middle of the road, later on, and it made me so sad . . .

I love bunnies. There seem to be a bunch of them this year-- including in my dreams, lol . . .

If you've ever read Faulkner's "As I Lay Dying" (*cough* ENGLISH CLASS *cough*), here's a funny picture that might make that traumatic experience just a little bit more bearable, lol.

There's some bill in the works out there trying to get rid of NPR and PBS. If you want to save them (Sesame Street! Arthur! Come on!!!), check this out and sign it the petition that might at least call enough attention to stop it.

I Finally Did It!

I've now been tagged twice to do this, so I figure that I ought to, lol . . .

List six songs that you are currently digging. It doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words or even if they're any good but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now.

Post these instructions, the artist and the song in your blog along with your six songs. Then tag five other people to see what they're listening to.

Where Will You Go? by Evanescence (I . . . don't know . . . Jessica's friend yoinked it from somewhere and it got transferred along to me . . . ^_^)-- particularly when coupled with Anywhere, it's really cool, because it has the same ending sequence, and both fit so well with my story. Anything Evanescence is also very fun to sing along with, at least in my opinion. It's prettier and it requires some attempt at beauty, not just catchiness.
Mr. Brightside by The Killers (Hot Fuss)-- it's so catchy, and it sounds happy, but it's really so sad. It also amuses me, the passage that goes, "Now they're going to bed, and my stomach is sick/And it's all in my head, but she's touching his chest, now/He takes off her dress, now . . . "
Holiday by Green Day (American Idiot)-- gotta love subversive Bush-hating stuff, lol . . . plus it's very catchy, and I am currently working on a parody to it . . .
Bittersweet Symphony by The Verve (???)-- a semi-oldy but a goody . . . <3s this song . . . I waited so long to finally get it in my possession . . . and now I have it, so I can actually grow intimate enough with it to love it ^_^
Fantasia on a Theme by Thomas Tallis by Ralph Vaughn Williams (um . . . )-- here's one for the instrumental crowd, if any of you are . . . but, dang, this song is beautiful (albeit LONG-- about 15 minutes . . . ), particularly the solos and duets in the middle . . . *dies* yeah . . . it's very flowy and amorphous (part of it was used in the "Master and Commander" soundtrack, which was a good idea since passages of it imitate the waves, lol), and, of course, MINOR, and just absolutely gorgeous."
Boadicea by Enya(Paint the Sky With Stars)-- this song is so cool . . . it's all HUMMING . . . in like three parts, too. Nichole says it reminds her of anethesia, or drowning. It just makes me feel evil or fuzzy, one or the other. This was featured in last year's Spoon River movie of ours, "Some Consequence Yet Hanging in the Stars," and therefore was on the soundtrack, which apparently Nichole was listening to when she crashed . . . freaky . . .

I listen to a wacked-up variety of things, lol . . .

Now, you lucky people have to tell me what you like! Here you are:

crazyaphrodite, because since our days of riding home in the car together, I haven't heard much about your taste in music (besides the continuing Evanescence fascination, which I am mostly supplying lately, lol . . . ).
andhertartans, because you love to talk about your music, and how can I deny you that pleasure? Plus you listen to such variety and range that I'm sure there's got to be some things I'd like, if I ever found/heard them. Still haven't listened to the Howie Day . . . though you didn't really recommend that one, lol . . .
gemma_thompson, because you have good stuff (and I suspect you may have already made inroads into that Sirius fellow, who had such a nice voice, ha ha . . . ).
tarmetiel, because you find pretty stuff that I always wish your computer would
actually BURN, and not just be stupid and sit there and do nothing, and prevent me from
hearing it!
selfishlyworn, because I'm just curious. After all, after about the Spice Girl phase, I
don't know that we really even talked about music that much anymore, lol . . .

I Finally Did It!

I've now been tagged twice to do this, so I figure that I ought to, lol . . .

List six songs that you are currently digging. It doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words or even if they're any good but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now.

Post these instructions, the artist and the song in your blog along with your six songs. Then tag five other people to see what they're listening to.

Where Will You Go? by Evanescence (I . . . don't know . . . Jessica's friend yoinked it from somewhere and it got transferred along to me . . . ^_^)-- particularly when coupled with Anywhere, it's really cool, because it has the same ending sequence, and both fit so well with my story. Anything Evanescence is also very fun to sing along with, at least in my opinion. It's prettier and it requires some attempt at beauty, not just catchiness.
Mr. Brightside by The Killers (Hot Fuss)-- it's so catchy, and it sounds happy, but it's really so sad. It also amuses me, the passage that goes, "Now they're going to bed, and my stomach is sick/And it's all in my head, but she's touching his chest, now/He takes off her dress, now . . . "
Holiday by Green Day (American Idiot)-- gotta love subversive Bush-hating stuff, lol . . . plus it's very catchy, and I am currently working on a parody to it . . .
Bittersweet Symphony by The Verve (???)-- a semi-oldy but a goody . . . <3s this song . . . I waited so long to finally get it in my possession . . . and now I have it, so I can actually grow intimate enough with it to love it ^_^
Fantasia on a Theme by Thomas Tallis by Ralph Vaughn Williams (um . . . )-- here's one for the instrumental crowd, if any of you are . . . but, dang, this song is beautiful (albeit LONG-- about 15 minutes . . . ), particularly the solos and duets in the middle . . . *dies* yeah . . . it's very flowy and amorphous (part of it was used in the "Master and Commander" soundtrack, which was a good idea since passages of it imitate the waves, lol), and, of course, MINOR, and just absolutely gorgeous."
Boadicea by Enya(Paint the Sky With Stars)-- this song is so cool . . . it's all HUMMING . . . in like three parts, too. Nichole says it reminds her of anethesia, or drowning. It just makes me feel evil or fuzzy, one or the other. This was featured in last year's Spoon River movie of ours, "Some Consequence Yet Hanging in the Stars," and therefore was on the soundtrack, which apparently Nichole was listening to when she crashed . . . freaky . . .

I listen to a wacked-up variety of things, lol . . .

Now, you lucky people have to tell me what you like! Here you are:

crazyaphrodite, because since our days of riding home in the car together, I haven't heard much about your taste in music (besides the continuing Evanescence fascination, which I am mostly supplying lately, lol . . . ).
andhertartans, because you love to talk about your music, and how can I deny you that pleasure? Plus you listen to such variety and range that I'm sure there's got to be some things I'd like, if I ever found/heard them. Still haven't listened to the Howie Day . . . though you didn't really recommend that one, lol . . .
gemma_thompson, because you have good stuff (and I suspect you may have already made inroads into that Sirius fellow, who had such a nice voice, ha ha . . . ).
tarmetiel, because you find pretty stuff that I always wish your computer would
actually BURN, and not just be stupid and sit there and do nothing, and prevent me from
hearing it!
selfishlyworn, because I'm just curious. After all, after about the Spice Girl phase, I
don't know that we really even talked about music that much anymore, lol . . .

Japanese Internment Camps Novels

"It is always so. We must always honor the wishes of others before our own. We will always make the way smooth by restraining emotion . . . To try to meet one's own needs in spite of the wishes of others is to be 'wagamama'-- selfish and inconsiderate." --Joy Kogawa, "Okasan."

Hmm . . . once again with the feeling I was Japanese in another life. Though I'm not very good at the restraining emotion part. Then again, in my theory, I was only nine years old.

I can't decide, really, whether I like "Okasan" or not. It's about the Japanese-Canadian experience during WWII (and, Tiffany, Canada treated their Japanese-descended citizens just as badly if not worse than their American counterparts . . . sad day . . . ), and it's attempting to be artistic, but I can't tell if it's really working. I'm not done yet, though, so maybe it just ties up really well, or something, lol . . .

I'm having doubts about my ability to write this novel, my own Japanese-descendents-in-WWII novel, too, lol . . . Yet, seriously. The theme's still not that common, but it's getting more so (and I'm so afraid it's just going to bust into a fad right before I go to get mine published . . . ) and, so far, it seems like everyone who's written fiction on it has gotten some great award for bringing up this dark past, etc, etc . . . but, then again, it seems like most of those authors are actually Japanese. There's always something more powerful when it's "your" history, like you're digging up your own wounds-- even if you didn't experience it, like African-American authors who write about the burdens of slavery, or Native American authors who weave bitter tales of brutality against them. This totally isn't my history, at least not ethnically. The problem is, I really don't feel that uncomfortable talking about it, particularly since I'm outraged by the entire affair, but I'm so afraid in our politically correct and yet still so ethnically divided society (isn't that counterproductive, being so ethnically divided?) people are going to be offended by this little white girl attempting to identify herself with some other race. It's like trying to pass, only the other way around, or something . . .

. . . and the older I get, the more I'm supposed to realize these things, and the more awkward I get. No one ever got offended when I made blatantly liberal statements as a kid. They were just cute-- and they were just what everyone wanted to hear, for some reason. Hell, I won $100 for my take on the Pledge of Allegiance, which is a pretty darn liberal document, with an interpretation that really can only be read liberally (liberty AND justice-- for ALL??? Whoa, that's leftist . . . lol). I did just that. Now, suddenly, pure justice and whole liberty is semi-subversive . . .

. . . and even people who don't assume hierarchy amongst races still define them, and place limitations on who can say what. Only African-Americans can call each other the "n"-word. It goes further than race, too-- Christians can be bashed (in fact, it's quite popular), but don't touch Judaism or Islam (and, yes, that was a bash to my leftist home base, lol . . . nobody's perfect, here).

Nevertheless, I'm still working on this thing, as tactfully as I can.

Tory watched "Finding Neverland" without me today, at the Balls'. I helped Chris build room furniture, today, though-- though Tory did most of the work, lol . . . but at her own choosing.

What are these new "tag" things? Is that where you name the web address name thingy (so that you don't just get weird random numbers in the link), sort of?

Japanese Internment Camps Novels

"It is always so. We must always honor the wishes of others before our own. We will always make the way smooth by restraining emotion . . . To try to meet one's own needs in spite of the wishes of others is to be 'wagamama'-- selfish and inconsiderate." --Joy Kogawa, "Okasan."

Hmm . . . once again with the feeling I was Japanese in another life. Though I'm not very good at the restraining emotion part. Then again, in my theory, I was only nine years old.

I can't decide, really, whether I like "Okasan" or not. It's about the Japanese-Canadian experience during WWII (and, Tiffany, Canada treated their Japanese-descended citizens just as badly if not worse than their American counterparts . . . sad day . . . ), and it's attempting to be artistic, but I can't tell if it's really working. I'm not done yet, though, so maybe it just ties up really well, or something, lol . . .

I'm having doubts about my ability to write this novel, my own Japanese-descendents-in-WWII novel, too, lol . . . Yet, seriously. The theme's still not that common, but it's getting more so (and I'm so afraid it's just going to bust into a fad right before I go to get mine published . . . ) and, so far, it seems like everyone who's written fiction on it has gotten some great award for bringing up this dark past, etc, etc . . . but, then again, it seems like most of those authors are actually Japanese. There's always something more powerful when it's "your" history, like you're digging up your own wounds-- even if you didn't experience it, like African-American authors who write about the burdens of slavery, or Native American authors who weave bitter tales of brutality against them. This totally isn't my history, at least not ethnically. The problem is, I really don't feel that uncomfortable talking about it, particularly since I'm outraged by the entire affair, but I'm so afraid in our politically correct and yet still so ethnically divided society (isn't that counterproductive, being so ethnically divided?) people are going to be offended by this little white girl attempting to identify herself with some other race. It's like trying to pass, only the other way around, or something . . .

. . . and the older I get, the more I'm supposed to realize these things, and the more awkward I get. No one ever got offended when I made blatantly liberal statements as a kid. They were just cute-- and they were just what everyone wanted to hear, for some reason. Hell, I won $100 for my take on the Pledge of Allegiance, which is a pretty darn liberal document, with an interpretation that really can only be read liberally (liberty AND justice-- for ALL??? Whoa, that's leftist . . . lol). I did just that. Now, suddenly, pure justice and whole liberty is semi-subversive . . .

. . . and even people who don't assume hierarchy amongst races still define them, and place limitations on who can say what. Only African-Americans can call each other the "n"-word. It goes further than race, too-- Christians can be bashed (in fact, it's quite popular), but don't touch Judaism or Islam (and, yes, that was a bash to my leftist home base, lol . . . nobody's perfect, here).

Nevertheless, I'm still working on this thing, as tactfully as I can.

Tory watched "Finding Neverland" without me today, at the Balls'. I helped Chris build room furniture, today, though-- though Tory did most of the work, lol . . . but at her own choosing.

What are these new "tag" things? Is that where you name the web address name thingy (so that you don't just get weird random numbers in the link), sort of?