Friday, October 31, 2008

It's oh so quiet (shh, shh), it's oh so still (shh, shh)

I'm being extra quiet tonight: I'm dodging trick-or-treaters because I lack candy to hand out... (I've even got the lights out).
Happy Halloween


(Shh, shh)
It's oh so quiet (shh, shh)
It's oh so still (shh, shh)
You're all alone (shh, shh)
And so peaceful, until...

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Could you be, could you be, squeaky clean;
And smash any hope of democracies?

As a cold front has moved into Florida (it was a beautiful 60 yesterday), I've decided that today, post-work, while awaiting this week's Eli Stone episode to download, I would (finally) plant some seeds I got a week/two ago. Actually I'd been plotting for a awhile to do it soon: I just didn't have all the things I needed until this weekend. And then I didn't have time this weekend to do the planting.

But tonight, I busted out the seeding soil I got, and planted some Cider Gum Eucalyptus (pictured) and California Redwood seeds. A wee bit ambitious of me, I believe, but we'll see what happens. I'm still trying to figure out the cool humidity needed for the Redwood....

But I have a sneaky feeling hope that the Eucalyptus will thrive here... but hopefully not to the 40 ft heights. (Course, the redwood could be even worse, but I'm not planning on them going freely into the grow--assuming I don't inadvertantly kill them before that.)


Anything is possible (seeds of love)
When you're sowing the seeds of love (sowing the seeds)

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Even the devil wouldn't recognize you

Ahhh, one week to Election Day....

  • 1 more week for my friend in the Bahamas to tolerate the Bahamas for Obama bumper stickers;
  • 1 more week for me to prepare for a projected long wait at the poles (given that early voting is taking 4 hours here...);
  • 1 more week of the oh-so-fun political commercials;
  • 1 more week for me to recover from me and my group's disastrously bad attempt at this past weekend's Herald Hunt (we got like a quarter of the way through 2 of the first 5 clues: on the ING one and the Concert one--but next year, next year!); and
  • 1 more week for me to figure out who the 10 other Presidential candidates on the ballot are besides McCain, Nader and Obama...

Minus whatever effects this week's Fort Lauderdale Boat Show and the Fort Lauderdale International Film Festival have (though the latter's been going on for a few weeks now); oh, and there's Daylight Savings this weekend.

I barely couldn't, I barely couldn't recognize
I still played right into it, who am I to criticize
Somehow I'll get through it, and you won't even realize
Falling for your own disguise

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Some boys take a beautiful girl,
and hide her away from the rest of the world

So tonight, I'm catching up on this week's Eli Stone, and enjoying seeing Katie Holmes again after missing her as Rachel Dawes in The Dark Knight, when low-and-behold I realized something (rather early in the episode as well): the location that Ms. Holmes sings "Hit Me With a Hot Note and Watch Me Bounce" is where the video for Fiona Apple's "Paper Bag" takes place. (This location is also the club Eli takes Katie Holmes's character Grace to dinner later in the episode.)

Which of course, only a semi-mild Fiona fan (and above) probably noted, particularly since Paper Bag wasn't exactly anywhere near as popular as say Criminal and its video.

But, in any case, it was good to see Katie Holmes again as well, and I'm still enjoying Eli Stone... even though they seem to have dropped George Michael for season 2 (but thankfully, they did mentioned Duke Ellington as the source of 'Bounce').


That's all they really want...
Is some fun...
When the working day is done
Oh girls, they wanna have fun

Sunday, October 19, 2008

For me and you, my part-time lover

About two weeks ago, Stevie Wonder's Part-Time Lover randomly popped into my head, and took up residence for a day.

I'm still not really sure how it resurfaced in my cluttered brain. I don't recall hearing recently prior to its prevalence in my consciousness. I didn't hear it randomly playing at multiple locations, like I heard Spandau Ballet's True (though I do wish that for a few of these latter occurrences that Mr. Wonder had been on instead). I did actually hear it on the radio about a week after it was in my head, though. All-in-all, strange.

As for the weekend, it goes. Unlike many of the previous weekends, I don't have anything planned to do this weekend, and my mom is off at her 50th high school reunion this weekend, so she isn't available to suggest I do something productive like laundry or clean. Consequently, I'm at a loss as to what to do. I don't really feel like just lazing around, as this tends to cause this notion to surface in my brain that I'm forgetting to do something (like looking for birthday presents for my parents--this weekend lies between their 2 birthdays).

So yesterday, I wandered into work and got caught up on some filing I had to do (excitement, no?). As for today, I'm not sure what I'll get up to... guess I'll just need to wait to find out. (Oh, and the new episode of Eli Stone: good.)


We are undercover passion on the run
Chasing love up against the sun
We are strangers by day, lovers by night
Knowing it's so wrong, but feeling so right

Thursday, October 16, 2008

You know it's alright, it's ok,
I'll live to see another day

Today, I am bemoaning my missing the second season premier of Eli Stone on Tuesday, as well as attempting to dodge coverage of last night's (equally scripted?) U.S. Presidential debate. And while trying to distract myself from the former (and wait for the episode to download from iTunes), I stumbled across this story: Disco tune "Stayin' Alive" could save your life.

The article talks about how the rhythm of the Bee Gees' song from Saturday Night Fever nearly matches the recommended rhythm for CPR (Stayin' Alive is 103 beats per minute; the American Heart Association recommends CPR at 100 beats per minute). It just made me smile....

But now, I will let iTunes download the new Eli Stone episode in peace. Hasta...


Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin'
And you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive

Friday, October 10, 2008

Disturbia, ain't used to what you like

This weekend marks the 3rd anniversary of my moving to Florida and being at my current job (woo hoo...).

I started my current position on Columbus Day in 2005, just slightly before Hurricane Wilma rolled through town. All-in-all, the 3 years have been ok. Not really great, but not terrible either.

Though I still miss Tex-Mex.

Throw on your break lights, we're in the city of wonder
Ain't gonna play nice
Watch out, you might just go under
Better think twice
Your train of thought will be altered
So if you must falter be wise