I am lying on my roof. Out here under these stars it's like a mountain just for me. This is my corner of the universe, a piece of heaven dedicated to inspiring only my heart. There is a too-bright streetlight interfering with the stars' visibility, and cars rush by far off but sound so close. A duck keeps quacking in my yard; how did a duck get in my yard? Why isn't he over with his little friends in the pond across the way (aka 'the street'). And what do his melancholy/joyous/opressed/celebratory calls of 'quackquack' MEAN? Oh gosh is he coming closer?! It's like he's fading in and out... please fly away from me little ducky I love you dearly but I am terrifies you will bite my face. (Yes lovely readers, this is true terror you hear in my voice. I will run away from that duck, just you watch. No no no nooooo now there's a GEESE TOO!!!!! save me)
But these stars, the hundred or so I can see, make me stall. How can I flee from the perfect night that belongs to me (and Dylan the Duck)?
PS: OK the little monstrous nocturnal 'quackquack' duck needs a name. I lean towards Dylan, Reynold, Raymond, Reginald, or Julian. Julian the Duck. Julian Duck. I think that's a good one. Julian agrees, but he's open to suggestions. How about Frank? Nah... you tell me!
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
I've got the Sun in the Morning and the Moon at Night
I should be cleaning right now.... But I'm not. Obviously.
Not because I'm lazy, but because I DID clean the bathroom today, durig which time I managed to stick my foot to the floor with Windex. Yeah, I didn't know it was possible either!! And also, I've just felt pretty bad letting this page gather cyber dust and followers I never knew I had... Hi you people out there! Nice to see you!
Blah blah blah.... Don't have a lot of interesting things on my mind right now. Except for lemons. Lemon flavored candy is soooo good, and I've only ever had two pieces of lemon flavored candy in my life, and I want one really badly right now. :) The hard candy kind, because gummy candy is nice and all, but not really if it's of the lemon variety. Unless it's a Skittle, and I won't get into my Skittles OCD right now. (remind me for a later post)
Anyway, I figured I may as well let you know I haven't died yet and I love lemon candy.
Did anyone notice that spectacular music thingy I put to the right ove there? I have "Think of Me" from Phantom of the Opera on it because:
a) it reminds me I need to see the last 5-7 minutes of the movie and
b) I was going to sing that song to audition for my high school's best choir. But of course I'm really nervous, and also I've got a new song I may sing, and I just don't even know if I can try out for it I'm so anxious. I mean, thus is why I don't even vlog--I am way to shy for a camera! So how can I be a member of a group that sings and dances spectacularly if I can't even sing in the shower is other people are home?
Enough of my prattling on about that. At any rate, you all should check out listen.grooveshark.com. It has tons of free music available to play right from the Internet, and you can create your own little Widget dealio like that one I have. I'm planning to add more music soon, and I'll put on some of my favorite They Might Be Giants and Police and BNL songs. And Nick Drake, if I can find any!!!
Seriously, look up Nick Drake on Google if you don't know him. I. LOVE. him. So if you for some reason are a goofy turtle and don't want to stalk Nick Drake, don't tell me. Just look him up, love him, and watch the movie "Serendipity" with John Cusak (I mean, he's in it, you don't have to watch the movie WITH HIM) because they play a ton of Nick Drake songs. Also, if you've ever seen "The Blind Side" (recently out on DVD), it opens with a cover of a Nick Drake song that is almost halfway decent (which doesn't make it sound like it's good, but it is. Just not spendiferous or phenominal.).
So you have your homework now... Class Dismissed! :)
PS: Nick Drake is dead, so you can't stalk him anyway. Besides, he'd be MY bff only if he WERE alive. :)
Not because I'm lazy, but because I DID clean the bathroom today, durig which time I managed to stick my foot to the floor with Windex. Yeah, I didn't know it was possible either!! And also, I've just felt pretty bad letting this page gather cyber dust and followers I never knew I had... Hi you people out there! Nice to see you!
Blah blah blah.... Don't have a lot of interesting things on my mind right now. Except for lemons. Lemon flavored candy is soooo good, and I've only ever had two pieces of lemon flavored candy in my life, and I want one really badly right now. :) The hard candy kind, because gummy candy is nice and all, but not really if it's of the lemon variety. Unless it's a Skittle, and I won't get into my Skittles OCD right now. (remind me for a later post)
Anyway, I figured I may as well let you know I haven't died yet and I love lemon candy.
Did anyone notice that spectacular music thingy I put to the right ove there? I have "Think of Me" from Phantom of the Opera on it because:
a) it reminds me I need to see the last 5-7 minutes of the movie and
b) I was going to sing that song to audition for my high school's best choir. But of course I'm really nervous, and also I've got a new song I may sing, and I just don't even know if I can try out for it I'm so anxious. I mean, thus is why I don't even vlog--I am way to shy for a camera! So how can I be a member of a group that sings and dances spectacularly if I can't even sing in the shower is other people are home?
Enough of my prattling on about that. At any rate, you all should check out listen.grooveshark.com. It has tons of free music available to play right from the Internet, and you can create your own little Widget dealio like that one I have. I'm planning to add more music soon, and I'll put on some of my favorite They Might Be Giants and Police and BNL songs. And Nick Drake, if I can find any!!!
Seriously, look up Nick Drake on Google if you don't know him. I. LOVE. him. So if you for some reason are a goofy turtle and don't want to stalk Nick Drake, don't tell me. Just look him up, love him, and watch the movie "Serendipity" with John Cusak (I mean, he's in it, you don't have to watch the movie WITH HIM) because they play a ton of Nick Drake songs. Also, if you've ever seen "The Blind Side" (recently out on DVD), it opens with a cover of a Nick Drake song that is almost halfway decent (which doesn't make it sound like it's good, but it is. Just not spendiferous or phenominal.).
So you have your homework now... Class Dismissed! :)
PS: Nick Drake is dead, so you can't stalk him anyway. Besides, he'd be MY bff only if he WERE alive. :)
Friday, January 1, 2010
My First Post of 2010
Yep, this is my first post of 2010. It sure feels like 2010....
This is actually me this year, up at 1:41 AM typing away wondering where the people go after the ball's dropped in Time Square. Funny thing, I never imagine Time as being square. I had a square watch once, but that's not the same, not quite what I mean. Time is something I often just try to forget. I don't want it to pass, I don't want it to stop--I definitely want it to speed up to te god times, then slow den while they're here. But Time has no face for me. The Sandman and Father Time and The New Year Baby or whoever--they all seem to ignore me. I think I was put here by mistake. Wrong decade wrong family wrong wrong wrong. I should be in the 20s or 50s or 60s or sometime between. Somewhere after 1902, but before 1994 when I was born. I feel I should be dead now, letting you all get along.
2010 was not a year made to be Catherine-Friendly. I can tell. Watch out, I'll be next....
I just think New Years are fun. It's like Christmas, the magic is the before part not the after part. Once it's past, there's only the wrappings left over. Only for small children drinking sparkling juices is there much left in the celbration--much like some adults I know, the party ends at the bottom of the last bottle.
Happy New Year! Here's to future days of sun and snow and breathing with ease in open spaces; here's to future nights awake with insomnia, star gazing and TV channel surfing, comparing your life to the Truman Show.
"And in case I don't see ya: good afternoon, good evening, and good night!"
This is actually me this year, up at 1:41 AM typing away wondering where the people go after the ball's dropped in Time Square. Funny thing, I never imagine Time as being square. I had a square watch once, but that's not the same, not quite what I mean. Time is something I often just try to forget. I don't want it to pass, I don't want it to stop--I definitely want it to speed up to te god times, then slow den while they're here. But Time has no face for me. The Sandman and Father Time and The New Year Baby or whoever--they all seem to ignore me. I think I was put here by mistake. Wrong decade wrong family wrong wrong wrong. I should be in the 20s or 50s or 60s or sometime between. Somewhere after 1902, but before 1994 when I was born. I feel I should be dead now, letting you all get along.
2010 was not a year made to be Catherine-Friendly. I can tell. Watch out, I'll be next....
I just think New Years are fun. It's like Christmas, the magic is the before part not the after part. Once it's past, there's only the wrappings left over. Only for small children drinking sparkling juices is there much left in the celbration--much like some adults I know, the party ends at the bottom of the last bottle.
Happy New Year! Here's to future days of sun and snow and breathing with ease in open spaces; here's to future nights awake with insomnia, star gazing and TV channel surfing, comparing your life to the Truman Show.
"And in case I don't see ya: good afternoon, good evening, and good night!"
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