8-ball of relationships February 19, 2009

I have realized something – and I have been wondering about this for a while. Why does it seem like every one of my friends at some point or another, comes to me for advice on every type of relationship woe?

Do I look like Dr. Ruth to them, or Dr. Phil? Not exactly two people who I would like to be compared to – physically or otherwise.

I seem to be their guru of relationship advice and remedies. My friends always find me and lament their troubles and their insecurities and their secrets to me. This is without fail. I love my friends, really I do, but they never seem to understand that I am only human – a single woman no less – and I really have no desire to nitpick over the most minute of details of a person’s love life.

At one point, out of desperation and annoyance, I gave horribly bad advice – AND it worked for her. My advice seems to have a life of its own – I try to foul it up, but it never seems to go the way I plan.

I do find all of this advice business terribly hilarious, seeing as how the few relationships that can be considered as “relationships” by technical social norms terms, never ended well. They just flopped for this reason or that reason. And I am the one always asked, “what does this mean?”, or “how can I really tell?”, or “it feels like this relationship is going no where, but I don’t want it to end…”

Argh. How am I really suppose to know the answers? Are you expecting a band-aid and a lollipop to make it all feel better? There are just too many variables that go into a relationship in the first place that there is no way that it can be fixed by what one person says. I am not fixing a problem that isn’t even mine. You go fix your own. Oh… and you may want some ice cream to go with that – might I suggest Ben & Jerry’s Phish Food? Yum indeed. Take care now. Bu-bye.

I wish I could say that.

But, no I am the good friend.  I can’t do that. Though I want to so badly some days.

I went to go see He’s Just Not That Into You on Monday. I have seen so much of the story line of that movie in real life. Those things really happen. The insecurities are real. Women really talk like that. Men act like that as well. There is always someone who has to lead others out of the maze of what relationships make our lives into.

I wonder what will happen when the day comes that I need to ask advice because of one of my relationships. Am I suppose ask myself what to do? Most likely – and as it should be. No one really knows the truth except for the one asking the question after all.

For the Big-Red-Heart-Day February 10, 2009

Just in time for Valentine's Day... The perfect gift mayhaps?

Call me cynical, call me a Debbie-downer, call me what you like. I may be jaded, having lived through my fair share of toads that never turned into a prince, but I just find it highly humorous and ironic that we celebrate the martyring of a saint with such commercialism.

What would St. Valentine think of the current state of affairs if he was still around? Would he be pleased that the whole of the holiday has been so watered down and that all that has come to symbolize it is a fat man with wings, wearing a diaper and shooting magic arrows of love at them? Or paper cut-outs of hearts, doves, and X’s & O’s?

I don’t know, but I do know that with the eminent holiday looming over the heads of the world’s populace, the pressure is on – to get the reservation at the right restaurant, the right flowers, the right gifts….yaddi yadda. This stress-fest feels like a coronary or aneurysm waiting to happen.

Please, make no mistake – I am a romantic. A hopeless one at that. Just not on Valentine’s Day. It’s too cliche, too over-done, and far too fake feeling for me. To have one day set aside to pull out all the romance stops seems a horrible way to express ones love for another. Love should be spontaneous, exciting, from the heart. Showings of love and affection should not be expected at all – they should pop up out of the blue and sideswipe you with their random perfection and wonderfulness.

An Inspiration February 9, 2009

Hello

I’ve waited here for you

Everlong

 

Tonight

I throw myself into

And out of the red, out of her head she sang

 

Come down

And waste away with me

Down with me

 

Slow how

You wanted it to be

I’m over my head, out of her head she sang

 

 

And I wonder

When I sing along with you

If everything could ever feel this real forever

If anything could be this good again

 

The only thing I will ever ask of you

You’ve got to promise to stop when I say when

She sang

 

 

Breathe out

So I can breathe you in

Hold you in

 

And now

I know you’ve always been

Out of my head, out of my head I sang

 

 

And I wonder

When I sing along with you

If everything could ever feel this real forever

If anything could be this good again

 

The only thing I will ever ask of you

You’ve got to promise to stop when I say when

She sang

 

 

And I wonder

When I sing along with you

If everything could ever feel this real forever

If anything could be this good again

 

The only thing I will ever ask of you

You’ve got to promise to stop when I say when

 

 

So which song is it?

Wonderland Revisited February 8, 2009

We're all a little mad here...

If you are not aware of this yet, and if the name of the blog hasn’t tipped you off, I am a huge fan of Alice in Wonderland – one of the greatest movies ever made and one of the greatest books ever written. Period.

Imagine my surprise, and delight, when the word was sent out that  a new version of Alice in Wonderland is to be filmed.  And none other than the one and only Tim Burton is to direct.

Curiouser and curiouser.

Just think about it – the whirly, topsy-turvy world created by Lewis Carrol interpreted by the man known for filming in that off-kilter way. 

It’s like Christmas, my birthday, Hanukkah (if  I were Jewish), and Halloween all wrapped into one. Though sadly, the movie is at the moment slated to come out in 2010… But I suppose I can hold out til then.

One More… February 5, 2009

I have come to the conclusion that my friends enjoy trampling me with links to new music – I never have a chance to enjoy one for a while until another one is thrown my way. Here is another one that was sent to me that I really like. Enjoy.

 

Silently Repeating History February 5, 2009

 

 

            The stars high above                

            Watching with their cold gaze               

            Time passes by their faded eyes                       

            Seeing all, seeing nothing          

 

            Watching with their cold gaze               

            The past crumbles                    

            Seeing all, seeing nothing          

            So distant is their warmth

 

            The past crumbles        

            Ancestral traditions forgotten

            So distant is their warmth

            So jaded their descendants

 

            Ancestral traditions forgotten

            The stars high above                

            So jaded their descendants

            Time passes by their faded eyes 

           

New Favorite February 5, 2009

New music alert!

I stumbled across this singer on a youtube link a friend sent me - Travis. And I love this song of his. This is my new ear worm. For the day at any rate.

 

So Here’s the Thing…. February 4, 2009

I. Hate. Idiots.

And not your perennial, goof-ball, missing-more-than-half-a-deck idiots. Those kinds of idiots can be forgiven for their stupidity. I am talking about the kinds that are so full of themselves and think that they know so much more than you do that talking to them is nearly mote.

It all began today when the group of my friends that just so happen to be able to sync their schedules for a moment of lunch began to go off about the whole recent debit card hacking.

Two of us had gotten the letter in the mail telling us that our cards had been put into a list of possibly compromised cards – I was one of the two. One hadn’t been affected by this. The other had no idea about it – other than the bare facts. And it is those bare facts that she began to freak rant  twik out about. 

Trying to explain that it was not the banks but was a merchant that was hacked was so damn near impossible, that I almost threw something at her - and I don’t get that urge very often towards anybody or anything.

ARGH!

Apparently I was completely wrong, and she began to inform of the truth, saying that she knew all about it and that it was all of the banks fault for letting it happen. I guess being of the I think it is something like 40 million people now with a compromised card in United States didn’t give the right to know more than she did about this. 

Anyways, I just vented all my anger and my momentum is gone until this woman says or does something else that is so incredibly stupid that it astounds me and makes me want to shake her or hit her upside the head. 

Have a lovely day!

What’s Playing on iTunes? February 3, 2009

Some of what has played today:

This is Halloween – Marilyn Manson

Super Massive Black Hole – Muse

Love Potion no.9 – The Countdown Singers

Animal I Have Become – Three Days Grace

Monsters – Matchbook Romance

Refugee – Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers

Baba O’Riley – The Who

No More Mr. Nice Guy – Alice Cooper

Loosing My Religion – R.E.M

The Pretender – Foo Fighters

White Rabbit – Jefferson Airplane

Welcome You Into My Head – Ryanhood

Green Eyes – Coldplay

While My Guitar Gently Weeps, Cry Baby Cry, Hapiness is a Warm Gun – The Beatles

Jack’s Lament – All American Rejects

Romeo & Juliet – the Killers

Creep – Radiohead

Love Song – 311

All Along the Watchtower – Jimi Hendrix

Buddy Holly – Weezer

Champange – Sugarcult

Queen’s Treatment – Ada Jane

 

2/5/09: Here’s a playlist if you are intrigued to listen (click on the pop-out player bar):

Hmm… February 3, 2009

 

I have had this stuck in my head here lately, and it has become a nuisance. I think they call the songs that you can’t get out of your head “ear worms” or some such thing. I thought as long as I had stuck in my head, I would see if I could get it stuck in other people’s as well. Enjoy!