Come, friends, join my birthday celebration with this extra throwdown. Why *you* buggin?
Sometimes, love is measured with a cranky waffle iron.
RBG described herself as a Belligerent Optimist. I can’t think of a better description I want to be, when I grow up. This week, RBG inspires the playlist.
. When someone is facing a challenge, we send them, in whatever words we individually wrap around them, our support. We focus energy outward for the benefit of someone else. And sometimes, that someone perceives it and it provides a however-brief respite from their troubles.
There’s a fellow that I work with who grew up in the same musical soup that I did. The goth-y, new wave-y, alternative scene with a soupçon of top 40 as our dirty little secret. He’ll post a VEMO video as a smartass comment on something in one of our internal Slack channels. And that […]
It’s nobody’s business what you mourn or celebrate or commemorate. I reflect on things that feel important to me to reflect on. That list might not be the same list that you hold on to. That’s OK.
Several of these bubbled up in a “Let me guess what you like” random music generator. I mean, it’d be a pretty sad day when there wasn’t something on a list that I didn’t know all the words to – from Glen Miller and Louis Prima to released-this-year up-and-comers. I likes me some music. Be […]
Every September, I inventory the jars in my basement to ensure that there are enough get La Famiglia through the crappy-tomato-months of winter. And no matter what the total, I’m never convinced it’s actually enough.
These songs have nothing to do with the calendar month. As we discussed a few weeks ago, this is going to be a (mostly) “What I’m listening to this week” feature, sprinkled randomly with themes because sometimes I can’t help myself. So… September. I’m just happy that it’s finally September. Soon I’ll be wearing tights […]
As I’ve been living with an Epilepsy diagnosis, I’ve realized that I have holes in my memory. Sometimes I can (with help) back fill, sometimes notsomuch.