Realism vs. Optimism

I thought I'd share this with you all.  These guys are called The Bird & The Bee and this is off their latest album. "Ray Guns are Not Just The Future" (Blue Note Records)

The Bird and the Bee, or better known as  Inara George and Greg Kurstin, are an ecletic mix of pop/jazz/electronic music.  They are totally weird and at first listen I thought I was gonnna hate it, but now it has become an earwig and I can't stop humming "Love Letter to Japan".

Enjoy!!

Yes....I am posting a weird animal video. Don't judge me!

 Vlogging-  Its the new black bitches.

So I thought I'd share with you all, my favorite poem by Walt Whitman, "One Hour to Madness and Joy", from Leaves of Grass. It kind of sums up how I've been feeling lately. Enjoy! "One hour to madness and joy! O furious! O confine me not! (What is this that frees me so in storms? What do my shouts amid lightning and raging winds mean?) O to drink the mystic deliria deeper than any other man! O savage and tender achings! (I bequeath them to you, my children, I tell them to you, for reasons, O bridegroom and bride.) O to be yielded to whoever you are, and you to be yielded to me in defiance of the world! O to return to Paradise! O bashful and feminine! O to draw you to me, to plant on you for the first time the lips of a determin'd man.

I forgot how pretty snow was. In November. In March or April, it's hideous. :)
I was just sitting in the window of my local tea shop when suddenly the sky opened up and for about 10 minutes it snowed. And the snow came down like it had burst from the sky after holding its breath for 8 months. It was cute. Like a little snow burp or something.

RIP

Bullshit Corporate America Job

2007-2008

You will not be missed.

Seriously, I love her. If you haven't watched her show on MSNBC or listened to her on AirAmerica, do it immediately. If you don't, flying monkeys will come down and snatch your first born children. You've been warned.

And on a side note: She is quickly catching up with Jon Stewart in Christen's all-time crushes. I would switch teams for her.

photo courtesy: bartblog.bartcop.com

Ok, I get it. We're screwed. We're all doomed and destined to survive off of one loaf of bread and a box of steel oatmeal a week for the rest of our lives. The second Great Depression looms.... Trust me I get it.

Having been inspired by Rachel Maddow's amazing Halloween Candy metaphor and some real life events that occurred as I got ready for work this morning, I thought of a metaphor of my own.

Have you guys seen this?????

Sarah Palin's Churches and The Third Wave from Bruce Wilson on Vimeo.

Um.....scary much?

America.... (with a lump in my throat) I believe again....

I watched as you all probably did. Millions of Americans waiting for either a message of change or a sign of great weakness. I couldn't help being reminded of four years ago as I sat helpless, almost knowing what the outcome would be, yet still paralyzed in severe denial. Contrary to what this blog may lead you to think, I'm not some crazy messenger for Barack Obama or the Democratic Party. In fact, I’m actually quite proud to be an Independent American.

Most of the time, I comfort myself with the notion that most of life's challenges are merely lessons that we are supposed to learn at that exact point in our life. Other times, I want to give the universe a giant middle finger for dropping upon me, many unanswerable questions.

Lately, I've been feeling like I've have finally climbed out of the depths of one life challenges to reach the top and see nothing but endless stretches of open fields in every direction. Where do I go now?

So here I am, in Chicago. Almost 6 years now. Holy shit.

And what have I learned? Well, I've learned that when I apply myself and I can do anything I set my mind to. I've learned that if you don't hold onto love, well... it moves. To California.

Hello my lovelies... So remember a couple months ago when I made that New Year's resolution to get rid of a certain destructive relationship? Well, you know what they say about fulfilling resolutions.. Heh.

Oops.....(Shrug, nervous laugh)

(Here is my obligatory oops...hee hee photo)

As you can probably guess, I didn't keep mine. And now here I am again, a couple months older, none the wiser and this time far more embittered about the whole situation. Ugh.

Um..... am I missing something here or didn't Natalie Cole used to be a former crack/heroin addict? WOW. Those who live in glass houses right?

Did anyone else hear her on the Grammy's red carpet berating Amy Winehouse after she cleaned up with 5 Grammy Awards by claiming that she "didn't deserve to win" because she should not be rewarded for being a mess? Qua? Um.....sorry to say but she DID. And millions of people agree with me. Need proof? Look at her record sales. When was the last time Natalie Cole sold that many records?

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Here we go again people. Have we all learned our lesson this time? Are we actually ready for a change?

You know, it sickens me that our country has to almost completely lapse back into a recession and a full-out economy circle-jerk before we start taking notice of our political leaders. Is anyone really shocked that the Iraq war has become less of a concern to American voters? Of course not.