Saturday, July 23, 2011

My Top Five List About the Beach

Was at the beach yesterday w/a friend, so I decided to post my top 5 list about being down by the seaside:
5: A ginormus amount of sand will, in fact, do a damn fine job of holding your beach umbrella in place when it's windy.
4: There's still nothing finer for a straight girl to see than attractive, young, and shirtless males running in a scenic setting.
3: Big waves and cold water=lots of shrieks from Ms. M
2: It's not quite as good without A LOT of fire and s'mores, and
1: Sand in food never tastes good
Bonus: Having  a friend (or more) with you is usually always way better than going alone!:)

Monday, July 18, 2011

Who's Crying Now?

One of those seemingly pointless new year's resolutions I made way back in January (insert slight sarcasm here) was to act upon my belief of not crying over spilled milk more strongly. As time goes on, I've felt more and more that it really is a waste of time and energy continuing to worry about things that have happened to you, time and energy better put to use towards other things you'd much rather be thinking about or doing. Think about it: it's done, over, gone and no amount of analyzing, or worrying or feeling miserable about it is going to change what went on. Yes, in some cases there needs to be a grieving stage (in the ending of a relationship for instance), but for the most part, once you think back on it, I'll bet half the time you wonder "why the hell did I do that for?" To me, it seems the best thing to do is do whatever grieving may be necessary, then pick yourself back up, think of how you can make things better for yourself from here on out and carry on from where you left off. Remember, time goes forward and so must we. No matter how bad it seems at the time, things will eventually get better and sort itself out. Things sometimes happen for a reason and I don't know about you, but I'd rather bend than break. Life's a bitch and then you die, so don't let yourself be too held back to live!:)

Monday, July 11, 2011

Enjoying the Inner Geek

I've realized I'm at the stage of my life now where I've decided to finally embrace my geekiness. I know I'm a geek, always have been, always will be. I love cheesy pop songs from the '80's & '90's, enjoy the weekly dose of funk & disco, and am a self proclaimed book hoarder. I squee over crap sometimes, and am still the epitome of the world girly girl in some ways, like I've been since I was a kid. Sometimes indulge in teen historical fiction and love Harry Potter. But hey, you know what? It's ok. I am a geek and I'm finally not ashamed to admit it. Because it doesn't really matter if I say so or not, people will know it if they hang out with me for a long enough period of time anyway. I also firmly believe we all have an inner geek side. So don't be ashamed: embrace that inner geek and let it fly...you'll be happier in the end!:) 

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Crazy Diamond

Today marks the 5th anniversary of the passing of another one of my favorite music men Roger "Syd" Barrett who was an original member of Pink Floyd.
Though Syd's time with them was all too brief, he nonetheless co-founded the band and was hugely influential on their early sound (it's been said his specter loomed large over the band throughout their career together afterwards) as well as many musicians that came later. They had two hit singles, "Arnold Layne" and "See Emily Play", with him, and in fact "Emily" was number two in the UK charts that infamous summer of 1967. Unfortunately, the good times didn't last for long, and in early 1968, Syd was outst from the band due to mental instability from drugs and (as it was found out later) schitzophrenia. He was replaced by friend David Gilmore and they, of course, went on to be one of THE bands of the '70's  Syd (with their help) put out two albums: The Madcap Laughs in 1969 and Barrett in 1970 before famously leaving it all behind for good to focus on painting. Though there were sightings from time to time, he was mainly a recluse until he died in his hometown of Cambridge, England in 2006. He, so far, is the only person not close to me who made me cry when I heard the news. Though his solo stuff is not for everybody, I highly recomend listening to the Pink Floyd debut Piper at the Gates of Dawn, and those two singles I mentioned earlier on the Floyd best of Echoes and revel in the pure genius that is Syd. Shine on, you crazy diamond we'll never forget you...

Monday, July 4, 2011

This is the End...

Happy 4th to all my fellow Americans! Here's an AOL Radio station called  Patriotic Songs to get you into the spirit, and may the day be a good one and your celebrating be grand. Now, why I guess I really wanted to write this was to commemorate the 4oth anniversary of the passing of one of my favorite frontmen in rock & roll Jim Morrison.
Like most likely a lot of Doors fans around my age, my first exposure to them was via Echo & the Bunnymen's cover of "People Are Strange" in the film The Lost Boys. Of course, at the time, I was too young to know it was a cover and years later I heard the orignal version & thought it was cover. I also thought the band doing it was pretty good lol. Then not to long after that, I went to Virgin (remember them?) and was flipping through the posters and recognized the face staring back at me as the same one I saw in that "movie with Val Kilmer in it". Next came buying the albums and the rest is history. Since then, The Doors have been one of my favorite bands and still mean a lot to me. Their music is timeless and undated, and Jim's lyrics were unlike anything at the time (plus those leather pants add to him being the forefather of goth I think). And yes, being  a girl, he's not hard on the eyes:p. Of, course, the tragedy is what might have been, and from time to time, I do wonder. Jim would be 67 today and I also wonder what he would think  of how long his legacy's endured and how well known and loved around the world his band still is. I am sure he'd be more than pleased that two more books of his poetry have been published and used in colleges. So Jimbo, where ever you may be,  you'll always be missed and, for us, the music will never be over...