Bookseller, baker, ricotta-cheese maker. I'm a reader, a wannabe writer, have a mothballed J.D., and am little bit crazy. These are the days of my lives.
Posted in YouTube, books, going to hell, just plain silly, links, music on May 12th, 2010
I go to therapy not far from Fenway Park and Kenmore Square, a land of ample metered parking. Usually. But it’s baseball season, and as I came out of my session, the SUVs were roaming like mad cattle, foaming and frothing and honking and worst of all, NOT USING THEIR SIGNALS TO INDICATE LANE CHANGES. […]
I’ve been sick with the flu or a cold or some other plague and in my fevered uckiness last night, I was listening to iTunes on the lovely new headphones the BH got me as I clicked desultorily ’round the Internet, reading about Maine Coon Cats– and Tori Amos’ Winter came on.
I had forgotten about […]
Posted in YouTube, just plain silly, links, music, sparkly on Sep 30th, 2009
The Backstreet Boys have a new song! Why did nobody tell me this until I was listening to the Top 40 radio station in my car?!?
Yes, I AM totally serious about being excited. I am unashamed about my love for the Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, and Kelly Clarkson. I will have you know […]
Posted in YouTube, just plain silly, links, music on Sep 28th, 2009
Why yes, that was me singing at the top of my lungs this morning in my car.
Why yes, that was “You Are the Sun” by Lionel Richie.
What, you love that song too?
And anything else by Lionel Richie?
Well then– bop along at your laptop with me. Because you … you are the sun, you are the rain …
Posted in Better Half, links, meta, music, nerd, sparkly on Sep 10th, 2009
The husband upgraded the version of Wordpress I use yesterday, which involved a fair amount of cussing at the site host server– #&*&%^&%$ timed logouts and non-intuitive layout and fucked up contradictory upload and ftp client server sections, GoDaddy can Yo Mama as far as the BH is concerned– and then a certain amount of […]
You get to the point with the depression where there’s a lift, almost a lurch in your stomach like when the airplane you’re flying in stutters off of the ground, and then, there, you feel like you’re more than no longer Earthbound but no longer subterranean anymore– you feel like Daedalus, flapping toward cruising altitude, […]
Posted in Clutter, just plain silly, music on Dec 4th, 2008
Or something like that. I have previously confessed my love of uber-artificial “foods” like spam and velveeta. (Insert Monty Python voice saying “Spam!” here). So why do I feel kind of dirty confessing that I am currently rockin’ out to a shuffle mix of all the Bon Jovi in my iTunes?
Right now in the rotation? […]
Here, chez BLC, it is national pie and stuffing patties with fried eggs and gravy for breakfast weekend. (With many thanks to backlist for the idea.) We did leave the house for several hours yesterday to do such things as go to the store for mops and brooms and other cleaning items I somehow managed […]
We do love us some Bishop Allen chez BLC. But with an 8 o’clock door and two bands playing beforehand? Well, I’ll be ordering coffee, not beer, at the bar, especially since I have to be two hours from here in another state by 10 am tomorrow, for a deposition in an asbestos […]
The Beatles’ White Album is a classic that spans the test of time, but it just doesn’t sound the same when you’re 33 and drinking riesling while checking work email, compared, say, to when you’re seventeen, listening to it on the boom box in the basement of your friend’s house, sharing a dime bag and […]