I was making my sister a CD for her trip to CA this week and decided to mix one for myself. It's not my "favorite songs ever" or anything but we are enjoying right now. I wonder what you all would put together, not as the greatest mix but a mix of what you are listening to right now? Here's the one I made:
California - Phantom Planet (the song from "The OC") Beverly Hills - Weezer All the Way to Reno (You're Gonna be a Star) - REM No Rain - Blind Melon Runaway Train - Soul Asylum Wishing Well - Terence Trent D'Arby Hallelujah Here She Comes - U2 Beautiful Girl - INXS Boys Don't Cry - The Cure Mr. Brightside - The Killers Sweetness - Jimmy Eat World The Middle - Jimmy Eat World Smooth Criminal - Alien Ant Farm Intergalactic - Beastie Boys Clint Eastwood - The Gorillaz Feel Good Inc - The Gorillaz Rock and Roll - The Roots All I Ever Wanted - Mase Sugar (Gimme Some) - Trick Daddy
I put "Stacy's Mom" by Fountains of Wayne as a hidden track for Jedd; personally, the song kind of creeps me out. I would like to have added 2Pac's "Baby Don't Cry" and "Hell 4 a Hustler" both off of the Still I Rise Album, seriously one of the best albums ever, even if you don't like rap...Jedd doesn't care for anything heavier than Outkast but even he likes Still I Rise.
Revolution scares me to death. The thing is, I was sitting there watching this documentary and as they would go through the lists of what the Weathermen bombed and why, I wanted to cheer...and that scares me. I know violence is an evil we have to live with but how do I justify my own "stick it to the man" belief in what the revolutionaries were trying to do? Of course, they were trying to avoid casualties, certainly not something our government concerns itself with. I also have to say that I like America and I'm glad I live here...but I don't think an American's life is worth more than an Iraqi's (or Vietnamese'). I think the body counts should always include American soldiers and Iraqi civilians, after all, it's not them we're fighting, but it is them we are killing. I guess I am struggling to come to terms with my own violence and how we can safely justify violence. Seeing movies like Dogville and The Magdalene Sisters reinforces my fear that once we decide that violence is okay--that one (kind of) person is worth less than us (a frighteningly prevalent idea among Americans) we are capable of all sorts of atrocities. I don't know where else to go from here but this post has been sitting in draft long enough!
I've just wasted a shameful amount of time reading thesethreeblogs. Honestly, I didn't realize that people this entrenched in their subculture were allowed to have internet. Highly entertaining and even educational these kids are, just don't let 'em know I sent ya; I'm kind of scared of them.
This is one of those things you HAVE to laugh at because it is just that ridiculous. Apparently all those GAY people who really want your kids to be GAY found a new way to target them. I saw something on tv the other night about underage drinking and how the industry must be targeting teenagers with their ads full of 25 yr olds because "don't all teenagers want to be 25?" Um, I think EVERYONE wants to be 25. (I know, that was completely unrelated)
Well, I've been sitting here all morning trying to find something funny...Tuesdays, as it turns out, are far more conducive to hatred and depression. I tried to find my mug shot but I guess I'll have to call the justice center and see if they keep those sorts of things if you are not convicted of a crime. Then I got sidetracked while singing "Twinkle, Twinkle" to Elliet's barbie because I cut her (E's) hair but it's uneven and now I'm afraid I'm just gonna keep cutting it shorter and shorter to get it even...I did that to my little sister once. This is kinda funny, if you know them...Jen and Dan Thompson are having twins. No hormones involved and neither has twins in the family...that's actually more scary than funny. Okay, I've got nothing, anybody care to contribute?
UPDATE: In the interest of posting SOMETHING...I've gone with nostalgic self-deprecation.
I am so tired of the ID "debate" It doesn't matter where your kids go to school, you will have to counter some things they are taught. For instance, I went to a tiny Christian school in 1st grade where they taught us that the higher your hands were raised in worship, the happier God would be. "God doesn't want bushes, He wants trees!" But seriously, teaching Creationism in a public school is ridiculous and trying to make it sound less religious by calling it Intelligent Design is even worse. "...it could have been Dumbledore, or aliens, we're not saying it was God." Yeah, that's good science. I grew up with "science" teachers who were bent on proving that God created the world exactly like it says in the Bible. What a complete waste of time. If your faith is that precarious maybe you should be working on that instead. I'm not hard-core Darwin by any means, personally, I really, REALLY don't care how we got here. I like to think it had something to do with God but that's just how I make sense of the world. I think I would be so freaked out all the time if I believed in this idea of spontaneous, big bangy, poof-we're-all-here. I would just be waiting for the next big bang, like I'm not jumpy enough already. I can't talk about the science behind any of it, I was never taught evolution and I don't really care to study it now. The thing is, we're not talking about a class on how we came into being or why we're here, it's a science class and evolution is a scientific study. If you don't believe in evolution, tell your kids that...after all, you're the ones arguing that your kids values should come from the home/church and not the government. Maybe you should teach your kids to think for themselves and not believe everything they're told. But you can't do that because then they might not believe you, and we can't have that.
I cut this out like two years ago. Jedd wanted to send it to Pat so it sat in our rolodex under "Rock" for a really long time. Now it's on a board in the kitchen so I guess this is as close as it'll get to reaching the Rocks!
This story I found, completely by accident, may not appeal to some of you...if you read it, read it all the way through, there are like ten parts or something. I liked it. Oh, but don't read the comments, they are annoying and they made me not want to finish the story.
If you read the post last night (and I know at least one of you did!), sorry if it was confusing. Sometimes I feel like screaming and this feels like a good place to do it...or at least better than anywhere else I can think of. But that is all it is, venting...
This is, as you know, the Best Man giving his toast...I want to know if the coke was an attempt at sobering up a little for the event? The second picture is the actual response of guests...that's my aunt in front, usually a lovely person.
This is a classic: The Best Man's toast at our wedding...here are some highlights!
"I've said a lot of things that I regret...about their relationship." "I've modeled a lot of what I've learned about love and my own relationships on you guys...and everyone that's heard me say some despicable things about you guys may not believe this." "As far as you guys...help them out in financial ways...do whatever you can to help this starving couple!" "Help them out in financial ways!" (This one was yelled out a few times)
Toss in plenty of incoherent, drunken stammering and a little swaying and, well...
Man, I have been having the craziest dreams! Last night, I spent a few hours with none other than Pat Robertson (yes, that one). He had saved one of my girls from the lake in the latest HP book so he was all wet and grimy and then he and I went to church together. I finished HP last night but I refuse to believe that Pat was Dumbledore in my dream! Two nights ago, I dreamed I went to the doctor and they looked at me like I was a complete idiot and said, "Sarah, you're pregnant" It's not that I wouldn't want more kids eventually but right now...an evening with Pat Robertson would be preferrable.