270 words in for this 850-word advertorial. I’m sure my sweat tastes sweet with all these saccharic words I’ve been typing.
Posts tagged my life updates.
Wha— My wife’s doctor just decided my wife should be operated on tomorrow, Sunday. Just like that. And I have these deadlines for an article looming and my son is having a cold and and and adl;jabjkfasn;fsdlafdsnfak;asl
And Bayern Muenchen against Chelsea in, like, 11 hours ?
Omg my source is super extra nice. The answers he gave to my questions are. Just. Perfect.
I’ve been totally swamped this last five days and I’ve turned down, like, three writing assignments (One of which I was actually really eager to sink my teeth into but asaddfasjdhajfhadsfa). Depression it comes a-calling
I visited my dad’s grave yesterday; grass as high as four feet covering it (it took me twenty minutes to find the grave). It’s an old graveyard and it doesn’t accept any more burial I believe. Both my lower arms have these scratches and they itch and hurt at the same time.
It’s been awhile since the last time I listened to some Green Day
VENUS ENVY - Gino Vannelli
Don’t want no marble statue smooth and cold as ice
Not some man-made goddess custom cut and spliced
Don’t need no great big set of charms to tempt my heart (oh no)
Prefer the feel of something real over plastic art
Well Aphrodite’s got grace but she ain’t the face I know and I love
‘Cause I got blood in these veins while she’s some spooky dame
Lost in the heavens above
Why do you wanna be Venus?
When your light shines brighter than the brightest star
Why do you wanna be anyone else other than who you are?
Why do you wanna be Venus?
When you’re so much more than she could ever be
Yeah I feel like I’m losing you
Come back to me
Don’t want no hand-made inlaid porcelain china doll (oh no)
Not some babe who comes unstitched before every mirror on the wall
Yeah DiMilo’s some piece but no thanks please
Not my cup of tea (oh no)
‘Cause I want flesh and bone and not some block of stone
Lying in bed next to me
Blame it on those dippy dreams of beauty queens
Who kowtow to the pressure
Prescribing to the point of view that bigger is better
Yeah those tattooed lips those vacuumed hips this whole insanity
Remember what you do you do for you and not for me
To all those beautiful women out there. And I mean all of you.
Gino Vannelli can always provide songs and lyrics to suit any of my mood and my “topic of the day.”
And the title cracks me up every time.
Love this guy.
My wife has to go to her hometown again and I’m listening to this on repeat. Go figure.
After this had happened last week, yesterday I was trying to explain the word ‘sustain’ and I made a reference to an electric guitar effect and I made the sound of the guitar ooooweeeyou-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u—u-uuuuuu-uuuuu-uuuu-uuuu to explain sustain
in the classroom in front of the classroom.
I need a vacation