Protests from Egypt to Madison
Earthquakes and tsunamis
Blizzards have turned to floods
World Turned Upside-Down
By March 13th, 2011, underTune of the Day
By January 23rd, 2011, underMisfits: Simon’s Theme
I really like this theme…and Simon.
To blog or not to blog
By January 8th, 2011, underThe things weighing on my mind of late are too personal to share here.
I have instead started writing letters to people who will never receive them.
Keeping checking back for Tune of the Day, fun links, or more superficial stories.
On that note, I bought Cataclysm and have logged a few hours in the last two weeks. I have no chops, I feel like a fool, but my goblin is adorable, and I want to build more contraptions.
Tune of the Day
By January 5th, 2011, underThomas Tallis: If Ye Love Me
Fun presentation of a lovely song!
Tune of the Day
By January 4th, 2011, underLove, Please Come Home
My favorite bluegrass song!
(I want to record this one too)
Tune of the Day
By January 4th, 2011, underO’Connor & the Chieftains: Foggy Dew
I will one day rerecord this song; the version on my senior album wasn’t particularly brilliant. This is a cool rendition.
Post-Modern Christmas Story
By December 30th, 2010, underTune of the Day
By December 22nd, 2010, underFred Waring and the Pennsylvanians: Twas the Night Before Christmas
Tune of the Day
By December 21st, 2010, underFred Waring and the Pennsylvanians: Jingle Bells
Another track off of my favorite Christmas album
White Pow(d)er
By December 21st, 2010, underTonight is the lunar eclipse, but it is too cloudy to see.
However, this solstice eve is absolutely beautiful.
The air is still and tolerably crisp.
Snow falls silently, and I want to lie down on it,
looking up at the sky, snow settling on my lashes.
I blink them away.
And I want you, whoever you may be,
to stretch out next to me.
In cozy coats and padded gloves
we hold hands under the glowing sky.
My boot may touch yours,
like paper dolls dusted
with unpaper snowflakes.
Like so many other night skies,
so many other exhibits of loveliness,
I want to share them with someone.
Reality blends with longing
into imaginative scenes
of snowy gloves, chilled lips,
and ardent eyes blinking back the frost.