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One of my favourite holiday songs is Santa Baby by Eartha Kitts. In keeping with her extravagant wish list, here is my if-there-were-no-limits requests for Christmas:
- an end to sexual trafficking (why not start with something noble and deeply overdue?)
- dinner with Rick Mercer, Seth Myers, and Stuart MacLean (they could hang out, I’d just listen in and laugh)
- a boyfriend or a dog (I don’t think I’m mature & patient enough to handle both at once)
- some sort of PDA/phone/music machine that does exactly what I want (I’m not sure what that is yet)
- a new wardrobe (the clothes, not the furniture)
- an unlimited subscription to iTunes. (all music, all the time!)
- a new lens for my DSLR. (and photography lessons to go along with it)
- a family reunion (with all my family – siblings, spouses & parents)
Last night was our epic house party. These are all the wonderful things about it:
- Dan made a great playlist. I mean, actually epically wonderful. No Diggity is offically my current favourite song. I don’t know why. It just is.
- We had full sized speakers in our living room.
- Aimee and I took a load of junk to the dump. Now we have a porch.
- Our hardwood floors were put to good use.
- There was cheese dip.
- Men came whom I did not previously know.
- Some of those men were foreign.
- No one came and didn’t dance.
- No one got rowdy or drunk.
- No one complained about the noise.
- I danced a good three hours.
- My musician friend came & slept over. But it was one of those sleep overs were you actually sleep.
- I woke up and made it to church this morning.
- Everyone reports that a great time was had.
Highlights from my whirlwind trip included:
- speaking French with a taxi driver
- eating pastries & drinking fresh fruit juice
- serious conversations in a window seat (in a living room and on a train)
- riding in a crowded Mercedes-Benz taxi and realizing the little girl in the front just vomited into a bag
- classical guitarists in a garden within a walled city
- laughing
- making new friends
- getting off the planes
- learning words in Arabic
- negotiating prices in a market
- practicing my mean face when walking down the street
Getting new music is exciting. Very, very exciting.
This week I added the following albums to my iTunes:
- Jon Foreman Limbs and Branches – an acoustic album from the lead singer of Switchfoot
- Plain White T’s Every Second Counts – of Hey There Delilah fame, it’s a solid/fun album
- Neverending White Lights Act II: The Blood and the Life Eternal – it has an epic feel to it. And features Aqualung, Hakwsley Workmen, and others.
On deck (aka, not yet uploaded) are:
- MIA’s Kala
- Chocolat Soundtrack
This week promises to be exciting because:
- I am traveling
- I will see the sun
- I am going to meet new people
- I will see an ocean
- I have a new shirt
- I expect to take many photos
- I hope to do some writing
- I get to work (yes, that’s good)
(this entry is built on this earlier entry)
People in my class:
- 1 Published Poet Prof – always encouraging, lyrical, lilting.
- 1 Eastern Mystical Prof – honest, thoughtful, I have yet to hear any of her writing.
- 1 Thoughtful Lesbian – she is soft-spoken, dryly humourous, and encouraging.
- 1 Regretful Absentee – I feel sad that she is not here more, as I think there is much beneath the surface.
- 1 Hesitant Career Woman – her shyness in writing is the antithesis to her work ethic, I think.
- 1 Self-Absorbed Youth – I can’t help wondering what keeps her so agitated.
- 2 Dropouts – I don’t recall seeing either since the first class.
- 1 Kindred Spirit – we are going for coffee before our last class. And hopefully again after.
- 1 Humourist – unexpectedly hilarious. Also encouraging.
- 1 Naive Children’s Writer – wouldn’t have guessed it, but she’s sweetly (sometimes sickeningly?) bubbly.
- 1 Chinese Negotiator – I love hearing her exploration of tradition and experience in clashing cultures
- 1 Academic – doing their master’s in some sort of creative media. Fresh, intelligent. Enjoyable.
I have been pleasantly surprised. I have been encouraged. And I wish the class weren’t ending soon.
I like using song titles in my blog titles. I could make a habit of it. It amuses me, but is generally irrelevant.
In my drafts, completely forgotten, I just rediscovered six posts:
- Peevish
- Lessons on Traveling
- Narnian Names
- Claims to Fame (aka The Lame List)
- untitled
- untitled
In my case, it was more of a dental hygeniest and less of the dentist. Regardless, my appointment went as follows:
- Came in. Remembered how much I dislike the smell of the dentist.
- Do I have any problems or heath changes? No…but I do find myself clenching my jaw a lot.
- Teeth cleaning.
- Do I floss regularly? No…I’ve not been really good about it lately.
- I need to do it daily. Or come in more than once a year.
- Jaw pain. Having trouble keeping it open…
- More teeth cleaning.
- Dentist visit. Counts my teeth (yes, they’re all there…)
- Hygienist comments on “TMJ on the right side.”
- Do I grind? No, just clench…
- Do I feel stressed? Yes, but no more than average.
- Solution:
- Don’t open my mouth wider than necessary.
- Try not to yawn.
- Eat big sandwiches with a fork and knife.
- Don’t move my jaw from side to side.
- Don’t bite threads.
- Take muscle relaxants – samples enough to keep me dopey for three days.
- The end.
Conclusion: Floss. Rest my jaw (I know, that one will open the door for lots of comments…). Take drugs.
Rock Band is in my head. Songs I didn’t know, songs I’d never sing. Over and over, in my mind.
- In Bloom – Nirvana – “He’s the one who likes all our pretty songs and he likes to sing along…”
- Waves of Mutilation – The Pixies – “Waves of Mutilation, Waves of Mutilation…”
- Foreplay/Longtime – Boston – “And it’s been a long time. I think we should be going…”
- Train Kept a’Rollin -Aerosmith, I think – “And the train kept a’rollin…”
- Are You Gonna Be My Girl – Jett – “I said 1,2,3 take my hand and come with me because you look so fine…”
- Blitzkrieg Bop – The Ramones – “Hey! Ho! Let’s Go!”, and not to be confused with
- Ballroom Blitz – Sweet – “Are you ready, Steve?”
- Say It Aint’t So – Weezer – “Dear Daddy, I write this, inspite of years of silence. You cleaned up, found Jesus…”

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