reblogged to spread the word!In a raging fit of awesomeness last year, I made an indie music holiday blog. I’ll be updating agit again this year and don’t forget that if you take out the one really emo Rilo Kiley song, it’s a pretty decent party mix. Now go get glad!
Went out to visit some of my friends. Came back to his on my bed
Couldn’t help crying at this, in the wake of this news from Kevin. Best wishes dude. A loving family is a great thing.
an invite
to google wave is almost as easy to get as piggy illness, but is there anyone who doesn’t have one yet who wants one? I have a couple left because I have no friends. gmail address please.
Here’s a question mark to initiate the “Let people answer this” button?
family recipe
When i was in 7th grade we had a multi-week assignment in English class to write a series of essays (on a different topic each week) and to turn them in anonymously. We were encouraged to be creative about the media we used. One week I decided to record my essay on a cassette tape*. I knew I couldn’t record my own voice, of course, since my teacher would recognize it, so I asked my dad to record it for me. It was a two or three paragraph essay on my favorite food. I picked my favorite dessert: cherry blossom mold, which is a kind of jello salad with dark cherries. —shut up, it’s fucking delicious— anyway, Dad was reading in this deep theatrical voice and each time he said the name of the dessert he pronounced it like Orson Welles introducing guest to his midnight talk show about threatening desserts:
CHERRRRRRRY [pause for effect]
BLOSSOMMMMMMM [pause for effect]
MOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLD [pause for reaction]
(super heavy on the “mold”) He made it sound like the very last thing on Earth you’d want to actually eat.
That’s cool. More for me.
*a “cassette tape” is a type of audio recording media, popular in the late 1970s and 1980s.
I’m thankful for the beloved people I live with, including Lucy (pictured), AckB, and Ondiru.
I’m thankful for my Dad and brothers. Figuring out how to adjust without Mom has been hard, but we’ve all kept at it instead of turning away in pain. I love them for that, and for many other reasons.
I’m thankful for my extended family, many of whom will be coming over today for the first holiday hosted by someone in my generation. (No pressure, obviously.) Growing up around a large group of relatives is a gift I used to take for granted.
I’m thankful for books (pictured) and the opportunity to go back to school.
I’m thankful for the people I serve at work.
Maybe more thanks with photos later.
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Your Daily 90s: Alanis Morissette, “Thank You”
OH COME ON! YOU LOVE IT, YES YOU DO, STOP ROLLING YOUR EYES.
Happy Thanksgiving!!
Thank you, disillusionment!
I wrote a term paper once with this song as a key element. True story.
