I’m feeling melancholy tonight.
I’m not usually in this mood, but sometimes it comes.
I’ve tried to fight it before, but it’s no use: if melancholy is on the menu, it’s what’s for dinner.
I embrace it now. It’s like a party you don’t want to go to, but if you get your head right … it’s actually quite enjoyable.
Thoughts about the past, could have beens, and what ifs float around like balloons in some parade … that I’m an invited guest at.
The soundtrack is always Tom Waits, Jackson Browne, or Bruce Springsteen’s “Nebraska”.
Memories aren’t always about not sticking your finger into the light socket again … sometimes they have a purpose that isn’t all too clear.
note: whatever has happened to Jackson Browne?
double note: “nobody rides for free” Jackson Browne
Today all the flowers seemed ugly at the store, so I bought vegetable plants instead … to plant this season. Possibly this is a new experiment.
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“Hope springs eternal” (Alexander Pope)
“Spring springs eternal too! … and is springy!” (planetross)
note: When a pregnant woman tells me her due date … I do the math and figure out when her did date was.
… I hope other guys do that too.
double note: Spring is 9 months away from the first day of summer … or only a day away … if you are into nostalgia.
triple note: “Danny Says” by The Ramones and Tom Waits! How cool is that? … pretty cool.
I couldn’t find an Alexander Pope version, sorry.
quadruple note: I figured I’d throw this one out on the weekend because nobody ever comments of this video stuff anyway.
quintuple note: If Tom Waits, Joey Ramone, and Alexander Pope were in the same room; I’m sure I’d be dreaming.
sextuple note: I’m getting all melancholugubrious.
notes to myself #122
Everyone has their own musical taste … it’s just the way it is. Opening your ears and shutting your mouth is usually better than closing your ears and opening your mouth.
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A pregnant woman is possibly a “waiting womb attendant” … figuratively speaking literally.
note: if a mother isn’t pregnant, is she an unexpectant mother?
double note: if a woman doesn’t know she’s pregnant, is she an unexpectant mother too?
“oh! I wasn’t expecting that!”
triple note: if a woman isn’t pregnant, is she a non-unexpectant mother? … or is that just another term for an expectant mother once you peel those double negatives off of it?
quadruple note: if you have two photo negatives, is that positive?
quintuple note: I may start taking infertility drugs to offset the effect of fertility drugs. Maybe I could do an “infermercial” … or something … and make a few bucks.
sextuple note: I think I’m using infertilizer in my garden.
septuple note: The photo has nothing to do with pregnant women: pregnant women might have made those sandals, but I don’t know for sure either way. I just don’t have good photos of pregnant women … or any photos for that matter.
Just thinking about the Tom Waits’ line “making feet for children’s shoes” or something like that.
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“In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.” Tom Waits in Singapore.
Tom Shanks had lost one eye in a childhood accident and now had a glass eye. He joined the local rugby team and on the first day of practice enthusiastically joined in the intersquad scrimmage. 20 minutes in to the practice game, the coach spotted Tom behind the play on his hands and knees.
“Get moving Shanks“, the coach shouted. Tom didn’t get up.
The coach ran over to him. “What’s your problem?” he yelled.
“I’ve lost my eye“, Tom replied.
“Quit screwing around“, the coach screamed.
Tom, still on his hands and knees, lifted and turned his head to face the coach.
“It’s gone” he muttered, as he lifted his eyelid to reveal an empty eye socket.
The blood drained from the coach’s face.
“Oh, here it is!” Tom said with relief; rubbed the eye on his shirt, popped it back into his head, and trotted back to the play.
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