"Writing is not necessarily something to be ashamed of. but do it in private
and wash your hands afterwards." --Robert Heinlein.

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Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Theme Songs

I always feel like there’s some sort of theme song to my life. More so when I was in the heyday of having my heart broken and falling in love with a new boy each week, month, year. I can remember being on the field at Somis School, it must have been 6th grade, so 1989 or 1990, singing Tommy Page’s "I’m falling in love" about some boy. Or in 9th grade nicknaming my crush "Friday" and thinking I was so sneaky writing "Friday I’m in Love" (The Cures) on the bottom of my Vans. My senior year of high school and freshman year of college encircled me with two different groups of friends that introduced me to new realms of music. But then I like to think I came in to my own, a little bit of everything (except rap, and only a tiny, eensie bit of country allowed).

I think when I decided on the "theme song" idea, was somewhere around age 19 and continued for the next few years. This seems to be when my life was in the most turmoil. And also, when I happened to be a member of both Columbia House and BMG, so my music selection was at its peak.

Does everyone have theme songs to their lives that change as life does? I’m not a musical person. Not in the least. As a kid, I always wished that if I’d been given a talent, it would have been to sing. Alas, that was not to be. I can’t sing. I quit piano lessons at age 10 or so. I tried the guitar, wasn’t very good, and was forced to give it up when my guitar was stolen. But, I’ve always been surrounded by musical people. Some of the songs that take me back are even songs I’d never be able to find on my own... like Ang’s cd that played the beginning to the "Beef, it’s what’s for dinner" song (which of course,is some classical song, not just a commercial jingle from the start).

I guess what has me thinking about this is that I’m listening to old cds. Some are just cds I’ve been neglecting, others I burned myself or friends made for me. Every once in awhile, I feel like I’m ignoring cds that at one point, were in the prize spot on my car’s sun visor, so I pull them out and listen to them. I can’t believe how much they take me back. I’m instantly transported to that place and time. Whether it’s high school, my freshman year at college, my last year at college when I was student teaching, or right before I got married. I can feel that happiness, loneliness, excitement, heartbreak, silliness, sadness. It’s crazy how powerful music really is, isn’t it?

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Enlightened by the Internet

by the Internet Queen

I'm pretty handy at finding out things from the internet. The people in the know will call me up or email me with random requests to try to find the title of a book they read, and then give me the random details they remember. I'm fairly accurate and quick in finding the answers. Here are some recent things I've learned from the internet.

First- My husband told me that Mike D from the Beastie Boys is Neil Diamond's son. I'm a big Neil Diamond fan. I grew up listening to him. I was shocked that I'd never heard this, and that my husband had known for years, apparently . So I did a quick google search. Urban legend. Mike D is not Neil Diamond's son. Nor is Justin Diamond (Screech from Saved by the Bell).

Being new to lightening bug country, I was curious as to why the lightening bugs showed up, but then disappeared a few weeks later. I didn't really find an answer to that. But I found out that each species has it's own flash pattern that they use to attract mates of their own species. And while enjoying 4th of July fireworks at some friends who live out in the country, I pointed out to my husband that their lightening bugs had a different blink pattern than ours did.

When we moved here last September, my daughter refused to go outside because she didn't like the sound of cicadas. (In California it was crickets at night.) The cicadas are back. I know what you're thinking. Cicadas are one of those insects that only come out every 7 years or so. True. And False. I did some internet research and found out there there are different types of cicadas. Some are annual, some are periodical. So yes, they are here every year. And yes, some are dormant for 17 years or something.

Napoleon Dynamite's grandma IS the lady I keep seeing on episodes of CSI and Without a Trace. Apparently Sandy Martin has quite a LONG list of tv shows, etc.

Did anyone see "Pride and Prejudice: A Latter-day Comedy"? No? I did. I actually liked it too. Now, did anyone see "The Prince and Me: 2"? I surely hope not. But I did as well. And yes, Kam Haskin's (aka Julia Stiles' replacement) is also the actress who plays Elizabeth Bennet's part in the LDS Austen remake.

I also found out that the taco restaurant chain my parent's friends opened in Missouri is not Taco John (which we found 3 or 4 of when we moved to Lawrence, KS), but Taco Palace. I found this out after doing a google search trying to find a current address for them for my mom.

I'm sure there is much much much much more I've recently learned from the internet. Most of it, totally useless, but it does answer some nagging questions I have, solves some arguments over who's right, me or my husband, and is fun.
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