Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Honor is all we know

When I get stressed, I dive deep into music. Usually, music with a little grit to it, something to smooth down my rough edges. Some of my greatest musical loves are a direct result of this kind of connection. From Pink Floyd to Metallica, I have found soothing connection in the words and melodies that I've encountered when life seems a bit unbearable.

This is how I came to dig deep into Rancid.



Thursday, October 16, 2014

It Takes a Village

I went for a run this morning. It was gorgeous out, the perfect amount of sunny and slightly cool and windy. A few things:
  1. Close to where I previously found the pile of old cassette tapes, I found what appeared to be an old Members Only jacket in the ditch. My neighborhood is apparently where the 80s came to die.
  2. I saw a scissortail flycatcher in the field next to the road I was running on. It hopped from fence post to fence post to stay just out of range, but must have gotten tired because when I came upon it about the fifth time, I got close enough to see how pretty it was before it flew off into the field away from the road.
  3. Some drivers can be really douchey. I mean, it's a backroad, not the freeway. You may come upon slow-moving farm equipment, people riding bikes, people on foot. It's not a game of chicken, dumbass.
  4. The Google maps car drove by me, so I might be featured in an upcoming version of Google maps. *fingers crossed*! My big break. lol

Tuesday, October 07, 2014

TwoFer Tuesday

Once upon a time this radio AM/FM slide
was ubiquitous; now, I had to search
high and low and only found one on the
forgotten radio on a shelf out on the patio.
In the spirit of Rocktober and cheesy-ness in music overall, I give you the TwoFer. I recall TwoFer Tuesdays from back in the day when I would listen to the radio and wasn't able to carry over 5,000 songs with me in my pocket at all times. This led to ThreeFer Thursday and that was the moment it all jumped the shark, but TwoFers will always have a place in my heart.

Monday, October 06, 2014

Saturday, October 04, 2014

What he said

Can we make a pillow fort, Mom?
It's a lazy Saturday, the first truly chilly morning and we're all wearing layers and the steam is rising from my coffee in lazy swirls, highlighted in the sunlight streaming through the windows.

He asks me if he can make a pillow fort, if we can have a lazy, do whatever day, but I know what he's really asking.