10.31.2004

october 2004 archive

Sunday, October 31, 2004

::boo!::


Saturday, October 30, 2004

::saturday funnies::

are you ready???



::my pal, mango::

a brief note about my cat mango. i am up this early for 2 reasons. one: i'm going in for some bloodwork because of all this and i needed to fast. i want to go in right when they open so that i can get it out of the way. two: i woke up and couldn't get to back to sleep. not with mango laying on my stomach.

mango. how do i describe his purring? have you ever experienced a 50-ton semi idlying in front of your house? that is how loud mango purrs. what's even funnier is, we moved the computer desk into the spare bedroom out of our hallway niche, and now mango has tons of room to lounge as i work. he is watching me type. and, he is also watching me sift through digital photos of himself and pawing at the screen. the only downside here is that is not a petite cat and he is laying in such a way as to creat a 45-degree angle with the monitor and my keyboard. worse than an earthquake on the san andreas fault, i am now typing at a less than perpendicular angle. it's enough to give one a headache (although mine has little to do with that).

i now understand that when i go to the computer (he's pawing at the screen again...he's been following the cursor as i move the mouse around) i will have this guy to compete with.



ah, but i do enjoy his company.

Thursday, October 28, 2004

::testing, testing 1,2,3...::

today, the 'muse is proud & excited to announce a new edge for music reviews! iTunes provided the green light this morning to participate in their affiliate program. what this means to me is that i am beginning to take this site to the next level in my music reviews by linking directly to certain songs/artists for your sampling pleasure. it also means that, if you like said artist or song enough to buy it, iTunes kicks some "spare change" my way. this, i am happy to say, shall be spent wisely and may even aid in my pursuit to hire education.

if you shop iTunes on a regular basis anyway, do stop by and click on the link in my menu bar. you will be taken to your iTunes storefront and any shopping done in the next 24hrs kicks me back a little token of your gratitude for reading the 'muse or just being my friend. and, i thank you. while i don't anticipate a huge response here (but surprise me, please!) i do look forward to exploring as much music as i can get my ears on.

for my first mini-review, i am proud to say i went to high school with the lovely & talented lead singer of trespassers william, who were recently signed on nettwerk productions' label. having seen this band grow from coffee shop gigs to touring europe, i can truly say "i knew them when..." and am terribly proud. i hope you will enjoy exploring the mp3's on their website as well as the samples on iTunes.

Trespassers William

Tuesday, October 26, 2004

::pick of the week::

i can honestly say, there is never enough time to review all the music i've got on my plate, but i'll try to highlight some of the most recent victories i've been gnawing on. enjoy, and do let me know any of your latest & greatest.

travis: 12 memories

this is a band that has happily matured oodles & oodles since the invisible band. i hear a few more beatles-esque chord changes (noted in quicksand with the percussive piano chords...i think it reminds me of eleanor rigby, actually). of course love will come through totally rocks my vote because it's from the one & only garden state. beautiful swirling melodies and repetitive/minimalist choruses which i absolutely love. do give it a whirl on ye itunes pretty please. you will be pleasantly surprised!

here is where i contemplate a rating system. no ideas. guess i'll just leave that for when i am not sure if you'll like something as well as i do. oh, well, that's not a very successful notion now, is it? it's just an opinion, so do as you will. yup. if you don't take interest in exploring music, you might as well skip these once-a-week-ish posts.

ummm...there are more albums to discuss, but i think scrubs is on, and i'm out of class early tonight, so i'll give some props to mr. zach braff. ciao!

Sunday, October 24, 2004

::hire education::

i've spent recent days examining the potentials of nearby universities and rapidly came to grips with impending debt. i think i'm ok with it, and certainly financial aid will be a must, but it's overwhelming. my "greenhorn writer" state of affairs, coupled with a poor transcript (186 units attempted v. 62 completed, 2.8 gpa) makes me cringe at the prospective applications for admission i will be submitting. can i just interview, puh-leeze???

that said, i'm hoping that there is an essay requirement so that i might convince prospective schools to accept me for who i am right now, (*creative light bulb* persuasive speech for class! ummm...can i change my mind? must email the professor.) baggage and all. current forecasts predict entry in fall 2005/spring 2006. the later is more reliable, especially considering the need for good grades to show up on my transcript, as well as consistency on my part.

current prospective schools include UCI, Chapman University, and Cal State Long Beach, in order of preference. this is currently graded on a scale determined by website accessibility. Chapman is my big ticket school. i've wanted to go there since 7th grade, a time when it was still called "Chapman College". it costs twice as much six times as much as UCI. so far, their website has not impressed me. it has not provided ample information on their programs for english majors. UCI, on the other hand, actually offers a literary journalism major, with which i am highly impressed. what about CSULB you ask? well, i haven't gotten that far. we'll have to wait and see.

that said, well, it's going to take a lot of organization to get my ducks in a row. and, with about 3 solid semesters at the local j.c. i hope my application is dressed to impress and my wallet is thickly lined with financial aid. blogger scholarship, anyone?

Saturday, October 23, 2004

::saturday funnies::

Burying the Goldfish

Little Lisa was in the garden filling up a hole in the dirt, when her neighbor peered over the fence. Interested in what the cheeky-faced youngster was up to, he politely asked, "What are you doing there, Lisa?"

"My goldfish died," replied Lisa tearfully without looking up, "and I've just buried him."

The neighbor was very concerned. "That's an awfully big hole for a goldfish, isn't it?"

Lisa patted down the last heap of dirt then replied,
"That's because he's inside your cat!"

Thursday, October 21, 2004

::don't bother me!::

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Sunday, October 17, 2004

::domo arigato, shomei::

our ab-fab sushi restaurant, Shomei Sushi, changed ownership and last night was our final chance to bid a fond farewell to the owner & chef we have come to know so well in the past 10 months.

Kim & Hiro are household names these days as josh & i have been fortunate enough to visit them at least once a week since that fateful saturday in january we first stepped foot inside their restaurant. we have experienced the comfort of their warm hospitality and our taste buds have savored the wonderful plates of delectable sushi put before us time after time. last night was truly bittersweet.

due to being doubly obligated that night, the first half of the evening was spent at the alpine village celebrating teri's birthday and doing the obligatory chicken dance (or two). after giving amy a ride home, i managed to misguide myself onto the northbound 405. this was not fully realized until i saw a familiar and gaudy restaurant sign blazing bright red letters which read "ROYAL BUFFET", soon to be followed by the giant freeway sign which read:

...only it was nighttime and slightly drizzly. all delays aside, i finally arrived at my beloved Shomei Sushi a little bit before 10:30.

by the time i arrived, the party had dwindled to a handful of people. familiar faces greeted me at the door & i was ushered in to the post-party party. here, i faced the kareoke machine & sang the beatles' "norweigen wood" & consumed more even more food. Hiro whipped up some seared hamachi (yellowtail) for me, and later treated josh & i to a melt-in-your-mouth plate of hamachi sashimi. i learned that josh had kareoked for the first time in the seven years we've known each other and I MISSED IT for which i promise to eek out an encore sometime in the near future.

casual conversations drifted on for about an hour or so, and the time to say goodbye quickly approached. we took our cheery polaroids off of the black board which housed so many smiling faces of satisfied shomei patrons, accepted the parting gift of a set of six beer glasses, offered our thanks, and bid our lovely friends adieu.

we will miss you, Kim and Hiro. best wishes for the future. i hope our paths cross again.

Saturday, October 16, 2004

::saturday funnies::

For those of you who are not "fortunate" enough to live in Southern California, and for those who do, study real hard.

This is a new exam. Since driving conditions (and culture) are unique in Southern California, you may not have realized that the California Department of Motor Vehicles has now issued a special application and driver's test solely for the Southern California area.

SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA DRIVER LICENSE APPLICATION

Name: _____________________________

Stage Name: _________________________

Agent: _____________________________

Attorney: ___________________________

Therapist's Name: _____________________

Sex: ( ) Male ( ) Female

Please list brand of cell phone: ___________.

If you don't own a cell phone, please explain why you don't:
_______________________________________________
(Use extra pages, if necessary)

Please check hair color:
Females: [ ] Blonde [ ] Platinum Blonde
Teenagers: [ ] Red [ ] Orange [ ] Green [ ] Purple [ ] Blue [ ] Other

Please check activities you perform while driving: (Check all that apply)
[ ] Eating
[ ] Drinking Starbucks coffee
[ ] Applying make-up
[ ] Shaving (male or female)
[x] Talking on the phone (already checked for your convenience)
[ ] Lifting weights
[ ] Slapping kids in the back-seat
[ ] Applying cellulite treatment to thighs
[ ] Tanning
[ ] Snorting cocaine
[ ] Watching TV
[ ] Reading Variety
[ ] Surfing the net via laptop
[ ] Discharging firearms / reloading

Please indicate how many times, while driving, you expect to:
[ ] a) Shoot at other drivers ___
[ ] b) Be shot at ___

If you are the victim of a carjacking, you should immediately:
[ ] a) Call the police to report the crime.
[ ] b) Call Channel 9 News to report the crime, then watch your car on the news in a high-speed chase.
[ ] c) Call your attorney and discuss lawsuit against cellular phone company for your 911 call not going through.
[ ] d) Call your therapist.

In the event of an earthquake, you should :
[ ] a) Stop your car.
[ ] b) Keep driving and hope for the best.
[ ] c) Immediately use your cell phone to call all loved ones.
[ ] d) Pull out your video camera and obtain footage for Channel 9.

In the instance of rain, you should:
[ ] a) Never drive over 5 MPH.
[ ] b) Drive twice as fast as usual.
[ ] c) You're not sure what "rain" is.

Please indicate your current number of therapy sessions per week: ____

Are you presently taking any of the following medications?
[ ] a) Prozac
[ ] b) Zovirax
[ ] c) Lithium
[ ] d) Zanax
[ ] e) Valium
[ ] f) Zoloft
[ ] g) All of the above
[ ] h) None of the above*
* If none, please explain: __________________.

Length of daily commute:
[ ] a) Less than 1 hour*
[ ] b) 1 hour
[ ] c) 2 hours
[ ] d) 3 hours
[ ] e) 4 hours or more
* If less than 1 hour, please explain: ____________________.

When stopped by police, you should:
[ ] a) Pull over and have your driver's license and insurance form ready.
[ ] b) Try to outrun them by driving the wrong way on the 405 freeway.
[ ] c) Have your video camera ready and provoke them to attack, thus ensuring yourself of a hefty lawsuit profit.

When you see a woman driver with her arm extended out the window, it means:
[ ] a) Her turn-signals are broken.
[ ] b) She is giving an indication she intends to change lanes.
[ ] c) She is drying her nails.

Which part of your car will wear out first?
[ ] a) The wiper blades
[ ] b) The seat belts
[ ] c) The horn

Automatic door locks are good for:
[ ] a) Security
[ ] b) Convenience
[ ] c) Messing with the heads of people trying to get in.

The "bright" setting on your headlights is for:
[ ] a) Dark, poorly lit roads
[ ] b) Flashing to get the car ahead to move out of the way
[ ] c) Revenge

If you are over the age of 75, you do not have to complete this test, you are entitled to drive even if you cannot see, hear, or move.

Friday, October 15, 2004

::faith, by nathan cistone::

This reflection was written by Nathan Cistone for the October 3, 2004 Worship Service of the First Unitarian Universalist Society of San Francisco.
Nathan died in a car crash earlier in the week before the service. Susan Anthony, Toby Meyer, and Brian Ferguson read Nathan's words for him.

I'm angry that God has been hijacked. I'm angry that something so beautiful and inspirational has been perverted into a tool to discriminate, judge, and persecute. I love God, and I use that term freely. However, I hate that when someone says "God" to me, I instantly get a knot in my stomach and my defenses raise way up because I don't know what context it's coming from. I consider myself a very spiritual person, and God plays a huge role in my life. I went through a phase where I felt like I needed to use a different term because most people's interpretation of God was just too limiting. However, I've decided that I will use the term God over and over and over again when I talk about my Faith because (a) I'm stubborn, and (b) I refuse to let the religious fanatics continue to use God as an excuse to justify their fears and insecurities.

I experience God through people, through nature, through meditation, and through prayer. I feel connected to God every single instance in time because to me, God is life. I see miracles happen daily and have had one too many prayers answered to deny the existence of something so much more awesome than all life itself. But we as humans have this incredible skill of overcomplicating things, and no one is more guilty of that than me. In that department, I think I'm Public Enemy #1.

But despite all the controversy and awkwardness, I choose to live a life of Faith. Faith is not the absence of rational thought and life experience as some people preach it to be. To me, Faith is simply the internal belief that something greater than me believes in my potential and wants me to reach it. There is no right or wrong answer to how Faith should be expressed. However, to me a life without some sort of Faith, be it in a higher power, in people, in science, or in yourself, feels so dark and meaningless.

I'm a transgendered, cross-eyed, dork, but God still loves me. And the reason I know that is because my prayers have consistently been answered. I wouldn't literally be the man standing before you that I am if that wasn't true. And as I've said before, my prayers have never been answered how I wanted or expected, and never on my timeline, but when and how they were supposed to. So I choose to be the proof that God does not discriminate nor judge. God merely teaches and guides in my life--but only because I learn from the people I respect, and I'm humble enough to learn from my enemies and the people who do not understand me. I am the first to admit that I am completely ignorant of pretty much all religious texts. The more I know, the more I realize I don't know. But I don't have to be an expert in all the ways that God has worked in people's lives since the dawn of time to know in my heart that God exists, and in many more ways than I know of.

Ladies and gentlemen, there is a war going on right here in this country--it's a Faith war. I know that I cannot fight what I do not understand. But I also know that evil triumphs when good men and women do nothing, and I will not be deterred from a life of Faith just because people fear my differences and I'm considered a social misfit. There are people out there who have experienced the awesomeness of God, but who have been misguided because they are and only know people who are socially "normal" and have never had a reason to question their religious teachings. Well, I've experienced the awesomeness of God too and my life is and will continue to be the proof that God doesn't discriminate, judge, or persecute--people do. My life will be proof that God is abundant--not because I preach or believe a specific dogma, but because I am grateful for the gift of life and I respect it. Now, I'm far from perfect and I'm no more special than any person in this room--that's a fact. I just know that there have been times in my life when I completely rejected Faith, and times when I've been full of Faith, and every single time I've been full of Faith, I've won.
sometimes, it's better to share other's thoughts and refrain from blog-related contemplation. that said, talk amongst yourselves....

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

::pick of the week::

TOGETHER AGAIN
The first notes of Leon Fleisher's Two Hands are extraordinary in so many ways. The solo piano music itself is deeply moving--a warm and gentle touch playing the familiar and soothing notes of Bach's "Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring." And the very fact that this gifted pianist's two hands are working in concert is itself uplifting. Four more than 35 years, Fleisher's right hand suffered from dystonia, a neurological disorder that causes involuntary contractions and can be painful. His search for treatment was not successful. Then recently, as the National Institutes of Health, a doctor began treating his hand with injections of botox (yes, Hollywood's anti-wrinkle med). The 76-year-old is now performing and recording with both hands, his music imbued with the deep emotions of a man too long separated from his true love.
--Marc Silver, U.S. News & World Report
leon fleisher is a name which has been tucked away in my head for many years thanks to linda govel (my piano teacher). not until reading this article, so carelessly tossed into the lunchroom with the newspaper, better homes & gardens back issues, and the latest job openings, did i realized i had not actually heard m. fleisher perform. thanks to the wonderful conveniences of this modern age, up popped itunes and i had the album at my fingertips within a couple of minutes from the safe harbor of my own home, at my computer, in my pjs.

i am amazed. classical musicians can leave me breathless, or they can earn my fiery wrath. those truly passionate for their art always convey that love, while others may convey plain perfection (if we are so lucky). first and foremost above the technical abilities, in my book, is love. the recording in question is of excellent caliber, the production quality putting one right in the midst of a personal concert to enjoy in the comfort of the home. or the car. or at the computer, as i am experiencing it now.

m. fleisher is not only a lover of his music, he is a master of execution. each note properly expressed, every subtlety defined, every appoggiatura perfectly accented. debussey's "clair de lune" caught me in its grasp so effortlessly that i think i forgot to breathe as the notes wafted through the air. that piece, in particular, seems to be one which all pianists like to include on at least one recording. itunes alone returns a list of 144 songs when i queery that single title, and i'm certain amazon would double that (ok, actually, amazon leaves my imagination in the dust at 499 results, but search queries aren't perfect & there are bound to be a few duplicates there. aside from that, i do believe you get it). point being, few could convey in their entire being what m. fleisher can express with, well, his left hand alone.

mind you, this is not an ability i believe to be limited to classical musicians. no, not in the least.

Monday, October 11, 2004

::happy trails::

if i haven't mentioned it before, i absolutely adore traveling. not necessarily the process of getting from a to b, but the actual point of enjoying my destination. this weekend has been wonderful, but as the holiday-ing (it's columbus day, a bank holiday) draws to a close, i'm definitely sad to see it go.

i've got big plans in the upcoming months: san francisco, arizona, and maybe next year we'll go to australia again. i've got a bug about it since i recently rediscovered my passport. yup.

as you may be able to discern from this none-too-thrilling post, i am very relaxed and sadly counting down the hours (two more to go...) before the homeward journey begins. *sigh*

Sunday, October 10, 2004

::oh, oregon!::

it's mighty pretty up here, and the fresh air induces 10 hour hibernation spells at night. i'm thoroughly enjoying the retreat @ my parent's gorgeous home which is sporting fresh landscaping these days. apart from the uber-creepy-former-horse-traders (aka New 'Noying Neighbors, or NNN for short), this area is nothing short of being God's country in my mind. (more on the neighbors later. or not. i wouldn't be mentioning names as i've learned that lesson the hard way!)

there's not a whole lot to do as form of entertainment, which often worries mom & dad in their desire to play the perfect host to their daughter who's finally come around from those squirrely late-teen years. me, on the other hand, i'm eating it up! there's always more than enough to do in the OC, so you won't find me complaining about a few days of r&r; or forced relaxation.

that said, it's back to the lazy day for me. i think i'll make some brownies....

Saturday, October 09, 2004

::saturday funnies::

Rules for Stray Cats

1. Stray cats will not be fed.

2. Stray cats will not be fed anything, except dry cat food.

3. Stray cats will not be fed anything, except dry cat food moistened with a little milk.

4. Stray cats will not be fed anything, except dry cat food moistened with warm milk, yummy treats and leftover fish scraps.

5. Stray cats will not be encouraged to make this house their permanent residence.

6. Stray cats will not be petted, played with, picked up and cuddled unnecessarily.

7. Stray cats that are petted, played with, picked up and cuddled will absolutely not be given a name.

8. Stray cats with or without a name, will not be allowed inside the house at any time.

9. Stray cats will not be allowed inside the house, except at certain times.

10. Stray cats will not be allowed inside the house, except on days ending in "y".

11. Stray cats allowed inside, will not be permitted to jump up on or sharpen their claws on the furniture.

12. Stray cats will not be permitted to, jump up on or sharpen claws on the really good furniture.

13. Stray cats will be permitted on all furniture, but must sharpen
claws on new .99 sisal-rope cat-scratching post with three perches.

14. Stray cats will answer the call of nature outdoors in the sand.

15. Stray cats will answer the call of nature in the three-piece,
high-impact plastic tray filled with Fresh'n'Sweet kitty litter.

16. Stray cats will answer the call of nature in the hooded litter pan, with a three-panel privacy screen and plenty of head room.

17. Stray cats will sleep outside.

18. Stray cats will sleep in the garage.

19. Stray cats will sleep in the house.

20. Stray cats will sleep in a cardboard box lined with an old blanket.

21. Stray cats will sleep in the special Kitty-Komfort-Bed with
non-allergenic lambs wool pillow.

22. Stray cats will not be allowed to sleep in our bed.

23. Stray cats will not be allowed to sleep in our bed, except at the foot.

24. Stray cats will not be allowed to sleep in our bed under the
covers.

25. Stray cats will not be allowed to sleep in our bed under the covers, except at the foot.

26. Stray cats will not play on the desk.

27. Stray cats will not play on the desk, near the computer.

28. Stray cats are forbidden to walk on the computer keyboard on the desk, when the human is asdfjjhhkl;ljfd.;oier'puyykmm4hb USING IT.

thanks to sara in az for this timely email! woo hoo!

Wednesday, October 06, 2004

::"debt free by 28"::

i went to nathan cistone's funeral today. or, as it was aptly called, a celebration of nathan's life. this will be the second service i've attended within a three month period. i sit here wondering when it's going to sink in. not only the finality of death, but its untimeliness. death is never late, most would tend to agree. instead, it robs us of loved ones way too soon. before we have a chance to act. to change. to experience. to live differently than we are now. if you knew you were going to die, what would you change about your life? wake up! you are already dying, so don't wait another minute!

while it's eerie to write this dissertation on what i'm going through, i find it helpful & certainly appreciate the chance to unload on the Reader, friend or stranger alike. i thank you for humoring me.

what's hitting me like a ton of bricks, apart from the grief i'm experiencing & the sadness i'm surrounded by as friends mourn the passing of a truly inspired & motivated individual, is that whole "we were the same age" phenomena. this is truly something i didn't expect to experience until, say, my forties or fifties. not that i would be expecting death at that time, however, it certainly seems more likely than now, when i'm only 27.

i feel pressed to act. when josh lost his good friend rick about 7 years ago (shortly after we met), he vowed to record more music. he has. i'm wondering if i can be so motivated to act upon the fears and the desires which lie deep in my heart. i want to write more. i want to complain less. i want to love my friends more. i want to make my life more meaningful. i suppose that might sound superficial, however, it started off as "i want to feel as though my life is more meaningful." --which is different, you see.

nathan was hugely motivated, hence the titling of this post. his aunt shared a beautiful & touching recollection of how she & nate's brother were sorting through his things in his efficiency up in the bay area. all throughout his home were inspirational/motivational quotes (that being one of them), pictures of his friends & family, and the bare essentials for living. he was involved with his community & his church. he wasn't afraid to be himself: how often do we live our lives in fear of what other's think? nathan was fearless. he had some struggles, but he overcame them and was so giving.

i'm so thankful to have known him.
...................................................................
in memorium scholarship fund
music was very important to nathan. he learned to play the violin, cello, saxophone, trombone, tuba, piano, and trumpet (many self-taught). his life was enriched beyond the elementary grades through music; for example, teaching him discipline. because of his love for music, the family has decided to set up a scholarship fund to focus on elementary school children whose families might not be able to afford to rent or purchase musical instruments.

please make checks payable to:
SVEF - The Cistone Family Music Fund

mailing address is:
The Cistone Family Music Fund
Saddleback Valley Educational Foundation
25631 Peter A. Hartman Way
Mission Viejo, CA 92691


Tuesday, October 05, 2004

::music of the week, etc.::

she's a little bit country...and a little bit adult contemporary, based on what i can divine from the itunes samples i've been browsing. however, she's got a pleasant voice and she sings in key. who knew? minnie driver is an actress and a singer!

the songs seem to lean in sarah mclachlan's direction, but sarah's got much more musician in her veins than minnie from what i can see. not much more detail to go on here. the thirty-second snippets didn't grab me enough to beg a second go and so i'd rather chalk this one up to those countless forgettable albums out there. i'm way too picky to give someone another chance unless i have previously experienced their brilliant musicianship. (should i apologize here, ms. driver? it's just not my schtick, i suppose. i'm not saying you're awful!)

changing gears, well, i have to give props to enid for nagging me about an upcoming concert at the coach house featuring gavin degraw. i finally dragged my fingers over the keyboard to do some research & i must say, the streaming music on his site, in combination with a wonderfully clean design, has me hugely intrigued! the music has a lot of soul, great rockin' rhythms (a solid rock n' roll drummer who's no dummy, that's for certain), and an overall attention-getting flare.

so, have i mentioned enid before? i believe i have, she is my sister music-phile who happened to sit next to me in speech class from day one and we now torture our hubbies with "where is she?" worries as we chat & lollygag after class. ok, that's an exaggeration. it's wonderful though: she is so excited about music! i wasn't really expecting to meet someone who intrigued me as much, but such are the benefits of attending night classes: more grown-ups. woot!

p.s. enid, if you're reading this, it appears the concert is sold out @ the coach house & @ the house of blues. can i please hide in your purse that day???



Sunday, October 03, 2004

::vegas, baby::

oh so excited about the latest & greatest from cirque du soleil. cirque's website is certainly one of the most beautiful sites i have seen recently: rich in color & oh so vibey.

yum.

::home.work::

josh:   so;, how can i help you get your homework done? how can i make sure you are doing what you're supposed to be doing?

me:     well;, first i need to be fed and bathed...

josh:   what; are you, now, 80???

::do-over::

well, after must procrastinating and a strong affection for green, i give you this: ta da! new and, er,...let's just stick with new. avoiding all clich&eacutes.; now with more fiber. helping to lower your cholesterol more than a bowl of cheerios.

comments? questions?

Saturday, October 02, 2004

::saturday funnies::

i failed to bring home work's latest & greatest in terms of dress code for everyone to laugh at this weekend. However, there is one line in particular that sticks out in my head:
Appropriate undergarments must be worn at all times.
yessir, will there be a daily inspection as well? Everyone is asking!

9.30.2004

september 2004 archive

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

::stop::

this has got to stop.
A wrong-way driver has been charged with vehicular manslaughter after he drove past a CHP officer who tried to stop him Tuesday night and slammed head-on into a another vehicle on Highway 101 in Burlingame, according to the California Highway Patrol.

A 27-year-old man from San Francisco, identified as Nathan Cistone, was killed when the driver of an errant pickup truck struck his car at about 11:20 p.m.

Police said they got a call at 11:18 p.m. about a green 2000 Ford Ranger traveling southbound in the northbound lanes of 101 near Millbrae Avenue. A CHP officer in the northbound lanes near Third Avenue in San Mateo -- well south of the wrong-way driver -- flipped on his lights and siren and began to weave across all lanes of traffic in an attempt to slow it down and get the errant driver stopped safely.

But instead of stopping when he came within view of the flashing lights, the Ranger driver roared past the patrol car in the center median. The officer then got off at the next exit, and turned south in the southbound lanes in an attempt to get ahead of the errant driver and stop him.

But by then it was too late, said CHP spokesman Christian Oliver, because 42-year-old Robert Paul Nebel of Brisbane had already crashed head-on into a tan Saturn sedan north of the Peninsula Avenue exit, causing fatal injuries to the San Francisco man.

Jessica Michaels, who worked with the victim at a San Francisco landscape architect firm, said Cistone, a graphic designer, had gone through some personal struggles in his life and, in recent years, had come into his own as a person.

"It's mind-boggling that this could happen," she said, adding that Cistone was planning to speak about his faith and his life at a Universalist church today. "He was so full of optimism."

Oliver said drugs and alcohol did not appear to be a factor in the collision, but that Nebel had made no statement about why he was driving the wrong way. Nebel was evaluated and released at San Francisco General Hospital, then jailed on suspicion of felony vehicular manslaughter.

Several other collisions also resulted from the wrong-way incident. A passenger in one of those vehicles required medical attention.

Anyone with information about the incident is asked to call CHP Officer Walsh at (650) 369-6261.
yet another victim of senseless tragedy.

i'd like to know when i will stop watching my friends grieve unexpected & inexcusable tragedies as loved ones suffer untimely passings.

i'll stop myself here because i always feel so ineffective writing about these sort of things.

Monday, September 27, 2004

::er, yup, it's fall!::

pardon the dust, dear Reader, i've been playing with color and i don't have the energy to continue. some hues must go, that is certain. good evening to you all.

editor's note: rest assured, dreamweaver & photoshop will come to my aid shortly. i strongly discourage others from attempting a redesign when they are completely and utterly exhausted from a horrible case of the mun-days.

::blog pick::

stumbled on the rendered word today through a bizarre chance of fate. actually, i was exploring the whole "trackback" phenomena on le garden state blog and just trying to figure out what that was all about. all i can say, with the little exploring i did, the 'muse just pales in comparison. it's time for a redesign, folks! argh...i've got way to much homework!

do stay tuned for a music review. i've got someone in mind and it seems there's at least one request for such ('muse nods to the 'champ). tuesday nights are actually school nights, hence the slacking. and the lacking in posts in general.

Thursday, September 23, 2004

::when cats cry::

as today is surely one of the last hot days in summer, the household celebrated the Bathing of the Cats at the close of the workday. It's also commonly known by felines as you want to WHAT? and no freakin' WAY are you out of your MIND were you raised by DOGS? ad infinitum.

Monty and Mango are a handsome pair of cats (pictured here). however, Mango is most commonly the one-who-smells-like-kitty-litter, whilst Monty is, simply, a vain and incessent bather. so, when one is washed, both are washed. i would hate for the bath to be perceived as a sort of punishment where one is singled out over the other.

as i filled the bath, Monty, surprisingly curious, looked over my shoulder from the adjoining toilet. i ventured downstairs for a large plastic cup to douse them with as the bathtub continued to fill with warm water. not missing a beat, he began to howl in realization. returning upstairs, though, i found we had an understanding: he did not run. being the easiest pick, he went first. calm, collected, he took it like the man he used to be. he was patient, uncomplaining, rarely squirming. normally he is quite a handful at the vet, but i'd like to think that going on seven years we have achieved a level in our relationship where he instinctively trusts me. and, mostly, only me. poor josh!

Mango proved to be incredibly difficult. i came for him and he KNEW and he was FREAKED OUT. into the freshly drawn bath and On With The Howling! and the Squirming! and the Knocking Cups And Shampoo And Scaring Myself More! Monty tried to comfort him with answered yowls from behind the closed door (would he attack me at the thought of some physical harm befalling his pal?). i swiftly caved in defeat. barely washed, i rinsed him off and drained the tub. Mango was simply Too Freaked Out. poor little guy. though, thankfully, i am convinced he actually is quite trim, despite that unruly long coat of his. wet cats are sad cats, but they are adorably cute.

Monday, September 20, 2004

::proudest monkey::

over the course of one of my breaks today at work i discovered that, upon reading yesterday's post, mom braved itunes to check out bjork (so cutely pronounced buh-jork). let's just say she was less than impressed. am i surprised? is this one of buh-jork's most unusual albums to date? do i throw around a lot of technical musical terms in my analysis of her latest work? does my mom like the beatles? no, yes, yes, and yes.

mom, you make me proud!


Sunday, September 19, 2004

::waiting room::

it's sunday morning and i realize that the weekend is almost over. i've been living for the weekends lately. that savored time between friday night & monday morning. and the weeks have been flying by with mighty speed.

i've been blogging more. i suppose it's in some magic hope i hold in becoming the next "blog of note" on blogger. however nice, there's some added pressure to perform with such commendation. and, frankly, i've watched many blogs go down the drain on a fast and slippery path with the weight of such responsiblity. not to mention that one would-be andy kaufman blog. clever, but the weight of rude commenters sort of outweighed the creator's flare for fun & satire. so the flame flickered and died. sadness wanes in lieu of the dreams of a creative writer whose efforts were swifly pummelled into oblivion.

i suppose all of us are looking for our 15 minutes and i figure now is as good a time as any. and i've been welcoming all sorts of challenges into my life lately, notwithstanding my recent college-bound endeavors. it would be nice to be discovered. it would be nice to get more feedback. it would be nice to find a job where i could be paid to write about stuff. but, that is what the goal of furthering my education is. yes, mom, i still know how to utilize the shift button and make capital letters. artistic license aside, most of my sentence stucture is proper and my choice of words is apt. i try to paint a picture which will allow the reader to feel my emotion. and, sometimes it really works. other times, i put my heart into a piece, wait for days for some input, and then pick up my writing again in disappointment: i didn't touch the reader. i wasn't able to make a connection that might in the least relate the least bit of a reaction. *sigh* am i confusing you with the "curious thought?" link? that's the comments, people! please, write to me! even to say "john here. interesting piece. i don't really like bjork, though. no matter how impassioned you feel about her album, she's just too weird for me." i'm really ok with that.

(half-laughing) so there you have it. i'm here on a sunday. waiting, and wanting, to hear from You, the Reader. Hit me with your best shot. Fire away.

Saturday, September 18, 2004


Friday, September 17, 2004

::seven is heaven::

j first asked me to "go steady" on this day in 1997. and, here we are, that many years later, married, and approaching our three year wedding anniversary. i'm trying to come up with the words to completely encapsulate the accomplishment i see in that. and i'm stumbling because i've worked hard all day and words so often fail me--at the level of excellence i seek in my writing, anything short of perfect is frustrating.

there's a story behind the "go steady" phrase, but amazingly i'm going to condense it more than a can of evaporated milk with this explanation: i was in school and had to take a big test the following day. josh asked me, after a lovely dinner and intimate conversation in his car, if i wanted to "go steady". i thought "how sweet! how old-fashioned!" three months later, he admitted that the actual words were "go study". you know. for the test. ah! it's terribly cute, isn't it? i knew you would think so.

j is constantly teaching me new things. much of what i know about music and who i know in music is because of him. over the years, my catalogue of bands/musicians has expanded exponentially: aimee mann, jonatha brooke, lyle lovett, elbow, jamiroquai, beck, jon brion, michael penn and harry connick jr, to name just a handful. i used to listen to a lot of more mainstream artists, but josh has me on a diet of rather eclectic music these days. and, i am so enjoying it! well, at any rate, it feels eclectic for me because most of it isn't on the radio. as musicians alike, we both have different reason for liking a particular style, and i still lean toward the mainstream a bit more than he does (i enjoy the maroon 5, the occasional beyonce, or whatever is playing on star 98.7...i'm not so down with stained and those kids, and kroq 106.7's top 5 @ 9 last night was all foreign to me & completely unappealing....). *sigh* my point here is that this is one of the many wonderful things about him and, well, i don't have the energy to share them all with you right now. just, trust me. he's wonderful.

so, happy 7 year anniversary, bebe! you know this almost means more to me than our wedding anniversary and i am so grateful to be going through this life with you at my side. thank you for all you do to make our life the very best. i love you forever.

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

::pick of the week::

by now a couple of weeks old, this album has taken a lot of time to digest. what i have to say here will be grossly insufficient, but sleep beckons and i worry to be disappointing the reader inthat i have been silent for an entire week now.

i'd also like to add that, whilst bjork is brilliant, her website is understated and i'm more likely to encourage a visit to itunes and simply download the album and ponder it for yourself. here we are...


credit to bjork.com for jpg
a decade from now, if not sooner, modern music students will be studying the music, this album in particular, by the unbelievably brilliant bjork. recently i was questioned on where music is headed today, here, as we round the cusp of the twenty-first century. this, folks, is where it is headed. i have yet to hear a more daring album to date and i could not imagine anyone other than this icelandic princess to create such an outstanding work. words, as always, flounder and fail before me as i try more & more urgently to convey my excitement and amazement for this music. but, alas, i will keep trying.

what is it? what does she do to imagine such bountiful texture? a veritable cornucopia of modal experimentation, vocalized moaning, sighing and gutteral explosions, precise manipulation of beat & tempo, and ethereal choirs of angelic voices. my favorite track? thusfar, mouth's cradle wins out. i'm a big fan of driving, percussive beats. in this, bjork backs her primary vocal line with syncopated rhythms, voices, and just, ohmygosh, a beautiful recipe of music composed with some unlikely ingredients. the entire album is extremely challenging vocally because of the diatonic/modal harmonies and odd textures. lyrically, bjork is a poet at heart as well as a composer. sonnets/unrealities xi is an obvious example, but it has always flowed from her music, even back to post. i'm no poet myself, i couldn't provide any sensible analysis of her lyrics, but it is so clear in the music she writes.

is this her most accessible album to date? well, goodness, i'd have to pick a bone with those people because it certainly took a while for me to want to listen to this album a second time. i've spent some time in music theory classes, i've been subjected to the bizarre if you will. berlioz and schoenberg to name a couple of composers who challenge me in the realm of contemporary music. but perhaps that, in turn, is what allowed me to brave yet another listen. that and the immense respect i have for bjork, whose voice is truly one of an angel. every sound that eminates from her throat is crystal clear, precise, perfect. few singers i know will move me to say such compliments.

Therefore, i say. Go. Listen. Rinse & Repeat. Hope to Absorb her Brilliance. Towel dry and wait with me in rapt anticipation for whatever's next.

::it's oh so quiet::

class is done for the night & i'm presently awaiting josh's happy return to the abode so that i can sleep peacefully. however as much as i am fighting it, i think my exhaustion may overtake me at any moment. argh.

saw co-worker leroy at school tonight whilst on a much needed reprieve from our exciting speech class. he already had coffee in tow and i was only just going to fetch something from the cafe-a-la-cart, so we only spoke for a few brief moments. i learned that his german teacher is scary. i'm starting to think it's a stigma that is automatically assumed upon all foreign language instructors. both of my french teachers were a bit quirky. feel like taking a model airplane to france? yup, well, that's what we did in high school....

random moment of the hour: the cashier at trader joe's who spoke a single word: "Q*BERT", which subsequently conjured up a multitude of images from my childhood. ah, the 80's. where were you???

life has just been chock-full of things to do. i'm working on school stuff and work stuff and home stuff and writing lots of letters. make sure i have your address: you might be next! woo hoo! the joys of snail mail. today in class, a student gave a tribute to the internet. apparantly he hasn't sent snail mail in, like, a long time (not since he was 14). oh, the SHAME!!!! goodness! (yes, folks, just pouring on the sarcasm here). i'm one of the handful of the well-adjusted "older" folk in the class and these students who are nearly 10 years my junior are a complete kick in the pants. that's right. i just used the phrase "kick in the pants". doesn't that just get your goat?

Sunday, September 12, 2004

::charming::

thank you to the houseguest of the g_____s who requested decaf coffee...on account of having enough nicotine already today.
-and-
for that special someone who, in calling something a "moot point" pronounces it "mute".

ah, out of the mouths of real, live, people.

::it gets better::

decked out in my loose grey skirt and a light blue flowered sleeveless blouse, an older gentlemen asked me if i was a vegetarian.

i'm still trying to figure it out.

i think it's a compliment.

Thursday, September 09, 2004

::er, thank you?::

uh, at work today, a nice lady who didn't speak very much english asked if i was going to have a baby. i smiled broadly and said "no" while shaking my head in emphasis. she then motioned with her hands in a wavy pattern in "real women have curves" fashion. i smiled again. i'm crying on the inside.

little did she know i was already disturbed this morning at being able to fit into pants that i hadn't worn in a while. pants which had been on the "needs to be tailored" list. pants that used to slip off my hips.

i came home. called my mom. whined and moaned. grabbed a cookie. changed into workout gear. finished the cookie. *sigh*

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

::teenage fantasy::

when vicki (aka "christine" -- i've got my hat, do you have yours? wink, wink) told me today about this, i nearly died. andrew lloyd webber's the phantom of the opera is finally coming out as a movie this christmas. we've only be waiting, like, 15 years!!! and, so, i have to give in to the teenager in me that's been bouncing around all day with the news. when vicki told me, i felt like i was 14 all over again. Phantom! No. Way. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

my heart also goes out to these folks as the sad news is: michael crawford will not be playing the role of the phantom. instead, gerard butler will be attempting to fill his shoes. heck, if davis gaines could do it back in the day when he was touring & i saw him in LA, it is certainly possible. does anyone know if he can sing?

also note, i have seen Phantom 6 or 7 times with the role of the Phantom played by Robert Guillaume, Davis Gaines, and yes, even Michael Crawford. Ah, yes, it is a wonderful obsession. hee hee!

Thursday, September 02, 2004

::saturday funnies, early edition::

ordered my school book (only one! yeah!) off of amazon.com this year. what a savings! i received the following email today from the seller:
subject: your seller

thank for buying the book.. iti ship and on it way to you...

your seller

[name blocked to protect the, er, innocent]
i almost didn't open this email because i've been getting spammed lately on my personal email address. but, well, sometimes i just like to take a chance. besides, i was using webmail. whew!

8.31.2004

august 2004 archive

Tuesday, August 31, 2004

::pick of the week::

tonight's post is brought to you by a bowl of oatmeal and this post-class adrenaline rush, with motivation from my new friend enid, who left speech tonight with my card in tow and my url on the back. i must post something brilliant!

my latest discovery in the exploration of talented musicians was quite by accident as sunday night found josh & i at the coach house for the last leg of aimee mann's tour. the opening act was a mostly acoustic bit by teitur, with awesomely talented superhereo duo jeff & sara of nickel creek fame. talk about spoilage: i cannot recall the last time when an opener was such a treat to the ears! i ran, not walked, to buy the cd from the man at the front counter and rushed back for an autograph from teitur. oh yeah, that good.

what i said before about cover songs: i take it back. teitur did the most amazing rendition of "great balls of fire", only in minor. haunting. beautiful. my heightened level of excitement, or is it the declining levels of adrenaline, find no words capable of expressing my newfound sentiment for this lovely songwriter. teitur, incidently, looks an awful lot like my friend toni janz. um, well, i digress. it is late. i relinquish my writing talents to the sleep fairy: i do have to go to work tomorrow.

::pair of aces::

historically, the idea of being paired off in class for random projects has been a horrifying experience for me. i consider myself quite sufficient on my own. however, tonight i was caught off guard completely since last week's warning in class ("next week, you will introduce someone else in class.") was totally absent from my memory. lucky for me i'm quick to forgive the past and forget my preconceived fears. and then there was enid, fellow music-phile (yes, this will be the 2nd or 3rd time i've said/thought/written that word in the past 3 hours) and sunday aimee mann concert attendee. fate couldn't have been nicer! sadly, introductions were limited to roughly 20 seconds a piece. we learned more in 10 minutes about each other than i know about starbucks' caramel macchiato, and i've been drinking those for years!

i am not afraid of school. it's really good to be back. good enough that even i am surprised. since when has education given me an emotional high?

Saturday, August 28, 2004

::saturday funnies::

In the wake of the roller coaster stock market chaos of the past few months, I wanted to make a few close friends aware of next expected mergers so you can get in on the ground floor and make some BIG BUCKS, Watch for these consolidations in mid 2004 and make yourself a bundle.

1. Hale Business Systems, Mary Kay Cosmetics, Fuller Brush and W.R. Grace Co. will merge and become: Hale Mary Fuller Grace

2. Polygram Records, Warner Bros, and Zesta Crackers will join and become: Polly Warner Cracker

3. 3M will merge with Goodyear and become: MMMGood

4. Zippo Mfg, Audi Motor Car Co., Dofasco and Dakota Mining will merge and become: ZipAudiDoDa

5. Federal Express is expected to buy out UPS and become: FedUp

6. Fairchild Electronics and HoneywellSystems will consolidate to become: Fairwell Honeychild

7. Knotts Berry Farm and the National Org of Women will evermore be known as: Knott Now

8. Mobil Oil will purchase what is left of Enron and will become: Moron


GOOD LUCK!

Thursday, August 26, 2004

::i want my i-tunes!::

2 things:

josh just called. we're having guests in about an hour. lens crafters, can you do house-cleaning?

itunes is currently unable to take my money. maybe they're trying to tell me something.

lots to do. ciao!

p.s. i do have a fun story from my first day of class. can't wait to tell it to you. don't let me forget. also, i have proof that a person with 2 left feet exists. really: i was at ross, hunting for shoes, and happened upon a lovely pair of asian-inspired sandals. 2 sandals. both for the right foot. tragic. but funny. ... all humor was lost on the clerk at the register. she just didn't get the 2 left feet thing. devastation ensued.

Monday, August 23, 2004

::monday musings::



i miss new york. this was taken just a little bit before midnight at the empire state building, looking up from the observation deck. it was an incredibly clear night!

::thank you!::

a shout out to the kind lady whose phone rang this morning at 8:30 and heard me say, "hi! i'm running a little late & should be there in about 7-10 minutes!"
wherein she responded, "who is this?"
"it's sara."
"oh, well, i think you've got the wrong number..."
"oh, sorry!"
"well, drive safe!"
"thank you!"
needless to say, her kindness was appreciated. i can't tell you how upsetting it is to accidently mis-dial and end up with a completely belligerent moron on the phone who would rather belittle you than accept that you dialed him purely by accident.

Sunday, August 22, 2004

::garden state::

it's a rare event when a film captures your attention and invokes such a plain plea to be a part of your philosophy, in a non-brainwashing sort of way, of course. i saw garden state on friday night as josh has been strong-armed by a Deadline for a majority of the weekend. and, since then, i have turning over various scenes in my mind.
initially, my motivation for seeing the movie was purely for the joy of seeing natalie portman work her craft after what seems like a long absence from the silver screen. i had done little research on the plot or content of the movie, but the catchy frou frou tune "let go" always caught my ear and this film was itching to be seen. i was treated to an extremely talented cast and wonderful story (no spoilers here, sorry. go see it!) which just the understatement of the year.
i feel as much excitement for mr. zach braff as i do for ms. sophia copolla. so young, so talented, so natural. different styles of course, but the writing and directing, the lighting, and a story as normal as can be: all ingredients for an extraordinary film in such capable hands. i can't commend braff enough for speaking to the twenty-somethings in such a poignant way. i hope everyone comes away from this film with a little more insight about life.

that said, well, i found myself embarrassed by the (lame) comment i left on the garden state blog and thought "oh, well, if braff ever checks out my blog he'd be horrified!" or something childish & insecure like that. now i feel much better. i think.

school starts on tuesday. argh! nervous! posts may be rather infrequent here, but i'll post the mundane details on livejournal as i'm trying to keep the 'muse a bit more sophisticated, you see. happy day!

Saturday, August 21, 2004

::gardening::

saw garden state last night. great movie. i berated patricia this morning with some of my random insight about the movie. noteably it was strange to have bilbo, that guy from scrubs, and princess amidala in normal people roles. well, not really. natalie portman espcially rocks as an actress and has been rockin' since the professional. a beautiful movie of self discovery with a wonderful message to live life and not constantly try to fix the past otherwise you'll lose out on what you have right now. i give it a 9/10.

school starts next week. thank you to the state of california for passing some law that says i must remit an additional $8/unit in order improve my edumacation. we love LA. or OC, as the case may be. i'm not complaining, i could almost throw a rock at campus from my home. and i can definitely through a rock at the grocery store, but i won't because i can walk there & they are open 'til midnight. ya groceries!

life is short. play hard. --nike

::saturday funnies::

Did I read that sign right?


TOILET OUT OF ORDER.

PLEASE USE FLOOR BELOW

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In a Laundromat:
AUTOMATIC WASHING MACHINES:

PLEASE REMOVE ALL YOUR CLOTHES WHEN THE LIGHT GOES OUT

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In a London department store:
BARGAIN BASEMENT UPSTAIRS

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In an office:
WOULD THE PERSON WHO TOOK THE STEP LADDER YESTERDAY PLEASE BRING IT BACK OR FURTHER STEPS WILL BE TAKEN

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In an office:
AFTER TEA BREAK STAFF SHOULD EMPTY THE TEAPOT

AND STAND UPSIDE DOWN ON THE DRAINING BOARD

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Outside a secondhand shop:
WE EXCHANGE ANYTHING - BICYCLES, WASHING MACHINES, ETC. WHY NOT BRING YOUR WIFE ALONG AND GET A WONDERFUL BARGAIN?

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Notice in health food shop window:
CLOSED DUE TO ILLNESS

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Spotted in a safari park:
ELEPHANTS PLEASE STAY IN YOUR CAR

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Seen during a conference:
FOR ANYONE WHO HAS CHILDREN AND DOESN'T KNOW IT, THERE IS A DAY CARE ON THE 1ST FLOOR

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Notice in a farmer's field:
THE FARMER ALLOWS WALKERS TO CROSS THE FIELD FOR FREE, BUT THE BULL CHARGES.

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Message on a leaflet:
IF YOU CANNOT READ,

THIS LEAFLET WILL TELL YOU HOW TO GET LESSONS

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On a repair shop door:
WE CAN REPAIR ANYTHING.

(PLEASE KNOCK HARD ON THE DOOR - THE BELL DOESN'T WORK)

Tuesday, August 17, 2004

::pick of the week::

as i seek forth on a quest to have a new album to recommend every week, i realize that i am starting school and tend to keep a very busy schedule. and i haven't done a single load of laundy in, like, two weeks. josh has done two. sweet.
i have respect for those who critique anything, since i've had this album on for about a week, almost non-stop, in an effort to capture its lasting qualities. almost to the point of making me sick. however, i'm still listening, and i'm still riveted. here goes...


sam phillips, a boot and a shoe

a week ago, after a lovely sushi dinner yet again, josh dragged me to his car on a matter of urgency.
"you have to listen to this!" he insisted. "no," he persisted against my protests. "right now. it can't wait until we get home."
what i heard next just pummelled me into the floor. a rollicking walking upright bass dancing with swinging guitar rhythms and dry, booming percussion. enter dark, sultry vocals from ms. phillips and a masterpiece is awoken from the archives of the swing era. i don't think this song could have existed in the 30's. we hadn't mastered the recording quality, the earthy distintiveness that rings through the entire album. although a boot is most definitely a nod to Retro, and so many are trying Retro on for size in the past decades: squirrel nut zippers, cake, & jolie holland for starters, it definitely rings in a cut above the rest. mind you i haven't given ms. phillips a listen since my disappointment with omnipop, but i stand corrected and ready to give a second chance if only to understand where she's coming from. josh is all too ready to give me her history down to her intimate relations with the famed t-bone burnett. i am eager to learn. i think that fan dance, which debuted her current stay with nonesuch records in 2001, will be my next purchase (if josh doesn't have it already!).

in the spirit of the olympics, my vote is a "10"!

i hope to dig deeper in future reviews, but presently real life is requiring my full attention. cheers.


Saturday, August 14, 2004

::get going, get gone::

ah, saturday. laundry calls. oh so many things to get done. i'm warming up to the idea. i really should get dressed & get outside and plant some things in our yard. and, as i watch the words appear on the screen, i'm feeling more & more guilty as i write this post. well, here are some current highlights, in no particular order:
. went to a chamber of commerce mixer on thursday. they raffled off tickets to aimee mann. the women who won them gave them to me when i went to congratulate her! woo-hoo!
. my manager is going to try to get regional approval to promote me back to my former position before i left the bank. that would mean a total raise of $1.00 this year. i don't feel i deserve it. this branch rawks!
. my sister is staying with us this weekend. we talked till the wee hours, it was good. oh, well, it was only 11:30 at night, but we were really tired!
. two words: sam phillips. i can't wait to review the album next tuesday. wow.
. last weekend saw vicki, who i went to junior high with, for the first time in something like 10 years. time stood still, let me tell you! it's so normal to hang out with her, only now she has 2 kids. weird. (i mean that in a good way)
. annie lennox: wonderful
. cousin gary & shakeh got married. we ate. we danced. we ate some more. servers brought out a roast pig for the wedding party, complete with an apple in its mouth, at about 10pm. we ate. we danced. shakeh is armenian. they know how to par-tay!
. i can't get napoleon dynamite out of my head. "i caught you a sweet bass. wanna play me?"
. joanne's baby shower last weekend. she's having a girl! cheers to the new mom-&-dad-to-be!
. adrienne found work. walking distance from her flat. yeah!
. x-box. i'm not sure about how i feel about it all. i like neopets. do they make fantasy/old-nintendo-style games for x-box? i'm not feeling too high tech. too many buttons. justin, you rawk!
. payday. it's not just a candy bar.

::saturday funnies::

from ye olde inbox @ work yesterday. i want my MTV!

Please check your mail boxes as I have provided you with the new dress code for our division.The changes that you need to pay attetion to are as follows:
NO SLEEVELESS DRESSES OR TOPS
NO DENIUM OF ANY KIND
NO T-SHIRTS
NO CAPRI PANTS
NO SCANDELS WITHOUT
A HEEL STRAP
NO FLAT SCANDELS WITHOUT A HEEEL STRAP
NO CANVAS SHOES
NO SCANDELS THAT GO BETWEEN THE TOES..THESE ARE STILL CONSIDERED FLIP FLOPS....EVEN IF THEY HAVE A HEEL STRAP

THIS APPLIES TO WEEKDAYS AND SATURDAYS
PLEASE TAKE A LOOK AT AS WE WOULD NOT WANT TO SEND ANYONE HOME WITHOUT PAY TO MAKE A CHANGE.
THANKS

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

::new music tuedays::

sorry to miss the regular post yesterday. check my livejournal to understand i was in a really crummy mood & couldn't even think i was so upset. today has been much better. a thousand times over, i think. yeah.

care of itunes music store and my keen eye (ha ha) i've decided to peruse the new releases to see what's out there & what's interesting. hopefully you'll get something out of it too.

first, don't laugh, i noticed miss lisa loeb decided to tell us "the way it really is". while i enjoyed enough of the reality bites soundtrack & "stay", i can't say that there's been much of a draw to her since the high school years. of the samples i put my ear to, "will you wander" sounds like the diamond in the rough of the 11 songs i tasted. in fact, i listened to it about 3 or 4 times. very singer-songwriter. nice guitar tone. gentle, blushing, chord changes. itunes lets you buy individual songs! izn't zat vonderful?! ya! the whole song is wonderful. incredible harmonies, contrapuntal vocal lines (who else is singing, i want to know!), very warm, beautiful over all. worth every penny of the 99 cents. wish she could be more consistent, but that'll go for jonatha brooke circa "plumb" as well. where did she wander off to?

er, reo speedwagon must've run short on cash as they are subjecting us to "the essential reo speedwagon". i liked them back in, say 1985. but, they've had their hey-day and i'm not even going to listen through the samples.

i'd like to continue this, especially since josh just called & told me about a new sam phillips record, and i stumbled on k.d. lang's recent "hymns of the 49th parallel", but sushi calls and i could use a good dinner with my hubby.



::tuesday schmooz-day::

i have this image in my head from sunday night as josh drove us home from our cousin's wedding in glendale. we're on the 110, westward bound and leaving the beautiful cityscape (it was extremely clear for LA). as i peered out through the darkness, i noticed the palm trees. hundreds of them, it seemed. in a comical displacement of skyscrapers, they towered above the surrounding buildings. it made me smile. i logged the image away in my head, knowing that there was no possible way of capturing the moment on film as we cruised down the freeway on our way home.

today was just an ordinary day for me. my eyes have been hurting though, so i'll take my leave now. cheers!

Monday, August 09, 2004

::quick-changed::

i've been in a bad mood since about 2 o'clock today, when a not-so-nice person pulled a fast one at work and left me $80 short. i immediately realized it, but for some strange reason i was powerless to do anything about. needless to say i learned my lesson and will become one of those rude & unfriendly tellers who always asks for your ID and refuses to dole out even a roll of quarters for your $10 bill. in the words of napoleon dynamite, "argh. (deeply exhale) Idiot!" aside from that, i actually had a lovely weekend. great times spent with friends and family and i'm just too turned off by the lameness of the day to really write anything positive about it. i have to get over it though? why should i let this one thing ruin my day? i still have my job, and my health, and there's so much to be thankful for.

Saturday, August 07, 2004

::saturday funnies::



"it's a liger. it's only, like, my favorite animal...."

it's all about napoleon dynamite. peruse the site, watch some video clips, open up your mind to the possibilities. in theaters now.

Monday, August 02, 2004

::lundi musicaux::

mr. robert watson got me thinking. why him? well, friend of friends, and josh, and because he's doing what i want to do. what i claim as my passion. i have no basis for my beliefs that i'd been worth anything as a film score composer. and i have a nagging urge to delve into the pasts of current blockbuster names and find out what kept them going. where they started. how they found success. their formulas which made them famous.

a few weeks ago i poo poo'd john williams' honorary degree and even his abilities as an artist, but Where Am I? i'm here, blogging away and fantasizing about my talents, freshly enrolled at the local junior college, and reluctant to play or even practice piano. i am finding a great deal to relate to in bernhard's the loser, and, frankly, i'm terrified! i cling deeply and desperately to a small theme i dreamed up in high school after reading dickens' great expections and inspiration from michael nyman's soundtrack to the piano. i mix the percussive repetitiveness of john adams' chairman dances with the rich colors and unexpected key changes & chord progressions of m. debussey. however, i don't write a drop of it down. so, most of it is a one time performance which melts away in the silence which follows the creative spurt. i have no clue how to orchestrate. and, were it not for the encouragement of my coworkers, there is no way i would be braving speech 1 this semester. i've dreaded that class as much or more than math.

I'm Not Giving Up. i want very much to be involved in music. i feel it course through my veins as i hack away here with beethoven's symphony no.7, 2nd movement, spinning in the foreground on the ol' itunes player. it is enough of a passion that is tattooed onto my flesh. i believe i do have a God given gift, but it's a big, scary, intimidating world out there and i'm so anxious about It. i'm so nervous about failure or rejection or success or just going nowhere with this life i have and i know it's so horribly awfully silly of me to have such a self-whatever-ing view of the world. still, it's what i'm feeling, experiencing, facing, coping with right now. i reread my words and shake my head and grin at what appears to be such childish angst. so unattractive in my late 20's here.

ah, well, let's be honest....

this is an audio post - click to play

c. 2004, poor audio quality & all. all musical ideas are the sole property of sara parker & furiousmuse.com so please do not use without permission.


::we wish you a great deal of success::

it has been a monday to top all mondays in that it went by extremely fast. can someone explain to me why 2 of my greatest girlfriends got the boot from their jobs this past week? what is that about??? i mean, these are two very decent, extremely hardworking, and rather attractive (uhHUM!) women, who have way more than that on their side. simply, it sucks! i'm cheering for you two though, adrienne & lauren. the Man doesn't know how talented you are!

on other news, well, i went ahead & registered for my 2 classes at saddleback. and, for as long as i can remember (which means, for as long as the nine years i've been attempting, though not always actively or successfully, my college education), upon completing the registration process be it by phone or via the internet, i have always heard/read the words "we wish you a great deal of success this semester...." and i kind of chuckle at it now. especially considering my long stretch as a student, the dozens of dropped classes, the vending machine food consumed, the money spent on textbooks which were never studied. those words have been embedded into my head for a lifetime...much longer than the career of the average collegiate. i've long passed the supposed "5 year plan", so, take me seriously now, won't you? i'm paying much more for my education than i would have 8-9 years ago. what's wrong with this picture? am i really getting ahead in life? now?

Sunday, August 01, 2004

::seeing stars::

went to LA today to jackie's baptism celebration for her son derrick. i stuffed myself with an obscene amount of food at her aunt's house, primarily empanadas from a lovely bakery in glendale. ummm...yummy!

after that, josh & i headed for the sunset strip in west hollywood and katana for some sushi. i gorged myself some more. we saw pat sajak. josh spotted him first. i, of course, was oblivious because i just don't pay attention to such things like a regular human being. all the celebrity spottings in new york city were josh: horatio sanz, neil patrick harris, uma thurman, paul schaffer... actually i saw paul, but we had just been at a taping of the late show with david letterman and we were walking around the times square area immediately after the show. and he was wearing a purple suit. hard to miss. needless to say, i had to actually make a second (unnecessary) trip to the bathroom in order to catch a glipse of the famouse face from wheel of fortune. my luck hasn't changed.