Thursday, September 22, 2011

I have a crush on Johnny Cash and other stuff you did not need to know.

I am alone in my office today. It is awesome. It is not that I dislike the people I work with totally--I don't. They are, for the most part, easy to work with and friendly. But there is something freeing about being in one's office and being able to listen to music all day. And getting work done without the pile getting any higher. And doing those things that need to be done, like packing files away and getting keys made and drinking vast quantities of Diet Coke while making files for things. Organization can be oppressive sometimes. When one is alone, it is just right.

I knew that I'd probably have time to write a blog post today so I thought briefly about what to tackle. I have a post that is just dying to be finished about moms and their inability to give truthful advice to each other. And another about women and self-deprecation. Those are there for another day, though. Today, I just feel like typing out things that are, for lack of a better term, random. Things that are of no particular interest to anyone really.

My Top 6 Favorite Songs
1. Suffragette City by David Bowie. When I was in college and made coffee for a living, I always worked the closing shift. My favoritest manager ever would turn on music for us as we did the mopping up and putting away. He would play Suffragette City for me just so he could hear me yell "WHAM BAM THANK YOU MA'AM!!!!" And I did it, no matter how tired I was, and yes, it always made me feel 700 times better.
2. Howling for You by The Black Keys. I adore this song. It is my "getting ready to go somewhere" song. I also have a black skirt that I call my Howling for You skirt. I don't know why. It just seems appropriate.
3. Born to Run by Bruce Springsteen. Thematically, this song fits my station in life better than any other (except for maybe Beg Steal or Borrow by Ray LaMontagne).
4. Gimme Shelter by The Rolling Stones.
5. Soma by the Smashing Pumpkins. This was my favorite song when I was my daughter's age. She is enamored with Cobra Starship right now. I wonder if she will keep a place in her heart for them when she is my age.
6. Because the Night by Patti Smith. Because I can sing it like nobody's business.
And a near tie--Better Man by Pearl Jam. I have a whole teenage pseudo-romantic story to go along with this one, but that's for another day. Also, Knockin' on Heaven's Door by Bob Dylan.

I am thinking of applying to get my MFA next year. I don't really know. I am definitely considering it. And this is officially the first time I've admitted that to anyone. WHEW. In order to do that, I need to work on my (sad, whiny) novel. And in order to do that, I need to get someone to read it for me. I am thinking of asking my high school English teacher, which seems a bit sad. I also thought of this professor I had in college, but I can't figure out if I want to ask him because I think he would be a good source for help on my writing or because I think he is hot.

If I don't write the great American novel (or at the least, a serviceable novel that someone can make a really crappy movie adaptation of), I think I am going to open a pie shop. Or start a Patti Smith cover band.

I do not know how to ride a bike. Another fact about me that few people know. I had a bike as a kid, but I never really learned--the best I could do was fly down the hill behind our house on it (which technically, a blind paraplegic monkey could do). I have decided I really want to learn. I have consulted a couple of bike riders about this, and the overwhelming consensus is that yes, I can learn, but that it is going to hurt a lot more when I fall now that I am an old lady. But I think I am determined (I think....) and I think I am going to go through with it. I have located an old bike of my mom's to learn on. Now, I don't think I am going to be any great bike rider. But at least I will know how. And I can, you know, if called to by a deranged serial killer who tells me that he will disembowel me unless I can bike in a circle while singing the Marseillaise with peanut butter in my mouth, do what needs to be done.

I have never liked potato chips. I mean, they're ok, and I'll eat them at a party or with some beer or something. I like the baked ones ok. BUT. I have become obsessed with Kashi pita chips. I really need to stop with the pita chips. But they are so good! So amazingly good. And because they are from Kashi, I can lie to myself and say that they are good for me. Yesterday, I really wanted some, so I went to Wal-Mart. And they didn't have them! God, I hate Wal-Mart. I hate Wal-Mart more than I hate beets.

I have lost the will to watch Law and Order: SVU since Stabler left. A pour out for my homie.

Sometimes I feel like I am a girl without a country.


  1. I hate Wal-Mart, too, and I put off going there as long as I possibly can. I am obsessed with potato chips, though. Here in St. Louis we have a brand called Old Vienna and they make these chips called Red Hot Riplets and they make you breathe fire and I LOVE THEM. When I am PMS-y or sad, I buy a bag and serve them with Miller Lite for dinner and then I feel better for a while.

    I love Johnny Cash, but not like that. Hee hee. Go for your MFA. You must do it. I sense that you must. So, go now and prepare, young one.

    The first Betty Broderick flick was on again last night. I was bored so I watched the last hour. Heheheheh. Those movies and Goodfellas, I will watch EVERY time they are on. It is as though I am powerless. They are my kryptonite. ;-P

    SVU was weird this week, wasn't it? It wasn't bad, actually, but it Just Wasn't Quite Right. And Dr. Huang is gone, too! Madness, I tell you! Ugh, I don't know why this has all happened. I feel as if my life is forever changed and not for the better.

  2. I used to work near a Target, which was handy, but my office now is only near a Wal-Mart. It is horrible. I put it off as well, even if it is work related. Which is probably not good.

    I would also watch the Betty Broderick movies no matter what. Same thing with The Two Mr. Kissels and maybe even that one about the five cheerleaders in Texas. I don't know why that I like that one. Oh, and anything related to Amy Fisher or those two kids who were in the military and murdered that girl. I am a crazy person; I know.

    I haven't even seen it yet. The Tivo recorded it, and I haven't been able to bring myself to watch it yet. To be honest, I didn't like it that much last year, but I kept going because my love for Stabler was just that strong. I feel weird just knowing there is no new L&O out there that I'm really excited about. It's the first time in like, forever? Sadness....


    Can I join your Patti Smith cover band? I can't sing or play any instruments but want to be a part.

    I didn't ride a bike from age 14 until... 6 years ago when my husband decided to buy us a tandem as a wedding gift. And I had to first get acclimated to a regular bike. He got me one on Craigslist and I fell. Often. And I did okay. As an adult it's easier to reach the ground when you're falling. I also did a lot of riding next to curbs so I could reach out my hand and stop myself before breaking a wrist or my face.

  4. I appreciate your telling me that (about the bike, although I will also keep the Patti Smith offer in mind). Most people are just incredulous that I can't ride. I have found someone who thinks that I am not a total lost cause, but after going through all those steps, I am now getting nervous about it. But I will persevere! (I think :-))