Speaking of Glee

The full version of this one. Yesss.




You can't just play with people's feelings/ Tell them you love them and don't mean it/ You'll probably say that it was juvenile/ But I think that I deserve to smile

The original here.

I'm all for property damage, ladies.

Maybe This Time

I guess I could be accused of dwelling in the past, but I simply believe in careful reflection. I also understand that my own memories of situations past are just that, my own memories, merely one side of the story, one point of view. I try to learn every day. I have my sights on the future, though. Heard this song on Glee about a month ago and haven't been able to get it out of my head. Love Cabaret.




You know so much don't you?
And yet, you've learned so little . . . it's frightening to me.

Live, Laugh, Love

Best Albums

With the dawn of iTunes and other technological advances that allow listeners to preview albums and only buy the songs they like from the album, artists have been forced to step it up. I can remember being so annoyed when buying a whole album and only liking 3 of the 14 tracks. I've decided to compile a list of my favorite albums. These albums, in my opinion, are listenable the whole way through. There are no "new" albums on here because I only wanted to pay homage to the artists who followed through in decades past. There are no "indie" artists as well. These are artists who DIDN'T have to deliver quality art, tools would have bought their albums regardless. In that vain, I also decided not to include debut albums, leaving a lot of my favorite artists and albums in the cold.

I'm just going to start to list them, maybe I'll follow with an additional list or a list of runner-ups. There are no "compilations" on here either. They are straight up, "studio albums."

House of the Holy
Speaking in Tongues
Burnin'
Little Creatures
Pet Sounds
The Score
Nebraska
The Velvet Rope
Nevermind
OK Computer
CrazySexyCool
Abbey Road
Share My World
And pretty much the whole Bjork discography minus the remix albums and such, but only excluded because of the "rules."

Monday blah

This issue of Esopus Magazine rocks.
I heart Natureboy. :)

I really don't have internet access for a while so . . . yeah.

Oh Sweet Jesus

On the Veteran's Parkway of Springfield, Illinois I saw an Elvis impersonator riding a Harley. Or maybe it WAS Elvis. I had a great time here, but that made my whole trip. He wore a white leather RHINE-STONED suit. I wish I wasn't driving so I could have taken a picture but my purse with camera/phone was out of reach. It doesn't matter. I'll never forget it. And this song was playing. Not too shabby Black Eyed Peas (but it doesn't make up for the shit you filled our ears with all summer).

You cut me open

Who's gonna run this town tonight?


I'm not ever going to shut you out.


Keep it cool.



There sound will sleep the traveller, And dream his journey's end

Be happy again

You can be dark and mysterious.

But smile nonetheless, please.




Stop your sighing . . .

Noughts & Crosses

Choux Pastry Heart

You said I was gamine/ But we didn't mean the same thing I think


Our only theories were inside of our hands

So I tweeted this . . .

Facebooked it.

And now I'm going to blog it (and I'll probably send it to a few Celtics fans I know).

When people combine two of your favorite things, it's a God damn good day.

Celtics + Sesame Street = A God damn good day

Go get all the gold, all the guns and all the girls

Is it ever gonna be enough?



The other night while I tried to get Jordan to sleep, I asked him to close his eyes, find a way to Dreamland and to come back and tell me.

What made you want to write about nightmares?

Keep Ya Head Up

Ooooo child, things are gonna get easier

Reflection

Catching up on some C's.

So these are great. xkcd 1 and 2. They're partly so great to me because I just saw the HIMYM episode where they have a "graph and chart" intervention for Marshall. I could sort of relate, I see the world in Venn Diagrams.

I like Illinois, but I'm starting to miss my family and friends on the East Coast. I want a Bingo night with my mom. Lame? Nah . . . old coots and biddys are the best. When I get home I'll do a little hall of fame of my trip's photos (make 'em look all extra pretty and such) but I'm too lazy now.







I ♥ Shel Silverstein.

Reflection
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Each time I see the Upside-Down Man
Standing in the water,
I look at him and start to laugh,
Although I shouldn't oughtter.
For maybe in another world
Another time
Another town,
Maybe HE is right side up
And I am upside down.

Your feet can smell and your nose can run . . .

The best dinner date a girl could ask for . . .

I'm watching that peanut for most of this weekend so I'll sum up my trip so far.

I love that no matter where I go, Barnes and Nobles, Targets and Applebees are still my favorite places to visit.

Did you know that Illinois has Drive-Through liquor stores? Amazing.

Why do some people here have a twang and others do not?

If I play my cards right, tomorrow night I might be able to visit a bar/club called Catch 22. I mean, really? Who names their establishment that? Love it.

Washington Park and its Carillon are a particular favorite of mine. So beautiful with the leaves all around. A red, orange and yellow explosion!!!

City Museum makes Discovery Zone look like a cardboard box. And they were playing Weezer's Blue Album. I'm sure in celebration of the release of the band's new album, Raditude . . . get hyphy. We watched Titanic and it didn't make us sad

Oh, and in St. Louis they have this corner pizza shop called B&T Pizza. It was your typical New York style sat under a heat lamp all day slice of pizza. They had a typical no smoking sign, a cigarette with a slash running through it, and a not so typical "no gun sign," a gun with a slash running through it. My phone AND camera had died so I sadly did not get a picture. Truly a regret.

There's more. And fingers crossed that next week I make it back to Chicago and the Sears Tower. The only damn touristy thing I wanted to do was see the SkyDeck.

I get to enjoy some good old Cajun seafood at a friend of a friend's birthday celebration this Sunday. I'm wondering how the seafood is in the Midwest.

Have a lovely weekend!

Love,
Cindy Mayweather

Who wrote this song?

I know . . . do you?

Never on schedule, but always on time

It is what it is . . .

Fucking Oscars

I hate watching award ceremonies. But maybe some faith in the "system" will be restored if Mary J. Blige's original song for the film Precious wins.

Make fun of me for wanting to see this film, but these people are real. I met someone the other day who had her daughter's middle name changed to "Princess." Sidenote:I met some guy once who boasted about "tricking" his college roommate into thinking his first name was something other than what it was. Then he made me try to "guess" what his middle name was . . . that game is fun if you have some unusual name (e.g. Princess), but it was Gerald. I had it figured out 5 minutes into the "game" but I think I let that nonsense go on for some time. Guy: If you really care you'll play this stupid game. Me: If you really care, you won't play stupid games.


Any who . . . the point I'm trying to make with this blog is this:

Mary J. Blige better fucking win.
Read a nifty article about the song's conception and listen to the beautiful masterpiece here.