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Tuesday, January 03, 2006

grounds for divorce! i know

neither the alarm or my new teapot alert loudly enough. the teapot causes more of a rift.

was going to write something about the cable network tlc and how after watching "the 750-lb. man" [nightmare-worthy] last night and "born without a face" [LIFETIME-of-nightmares-worthy] and "born with two heads" [incidentally more captivating, as it is set in egypt], tlc is dropping the bar in favor of more jarring programming. i was going to rant about all of this, but for fear of saying even more uncouth/un-pc statements than i already have, it ends here. it's not nice to not be nice. two of three of the programs had bad [and surprising endings].

in lieu of [not the lame band] this, a mention of a strong, thick, tight! rope attached from songs to my heart lately.

do yourself a favor and listen to "i'll believe in anything" by wolf parade. i know i've posted it before, but desperation leads once more. i think the word "imperative" got chopped up last night and injected into my bloodstream.

wolf parade
i'll believe in anything

then read the lyrics

don't like this favor? there's another later.

1 Comments:

  • At 04 January, 2006 10:54, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    there’s something very special about a day when your child – long past unidentifiable drawings on the frig – can still present you with gifts. a song lyric for the day [walk around with both legs/fight the scary day] or words that just nail it on the head.

     

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