I finding the parsing important - because i don't have my own words for how I am. haveing a definition - however loosely I fit it - is very cool. and i got that today
Spike: Taking up smoking, are you? Harmony: I am a villain, Spike. Hello!
Spike/Harm ,'Help'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
beth b - Jun 01, 2011 5:19:39 pm PDT #10787 of 30001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
tommyrot - Jun 01, 2011 5:20:04 pm PDT #10788 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
le nubian - Jun 01, 2011 5:20:24 pm PDT #10789 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
Yay Gud!
Amy - Jun 01, 2011 5:21:46 pm PDT #10790 of 30001
Because books.
if you're someone who survives on tour by making blog posts and sending multiple emails asking your fans to feed and house you (and all of your tour employees), then your own Plan A rather depends on other people's back-up plans.
Exactly. And I agree about her husband, but some days it's pretty tough.
le nubian - Jun 01, 2011 5:22:23 pm PDT #10791 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
Jilli, thanks for the twitter name of the spider person.
sarameg - Jun 01, 2011 5:23:26 pm PDT #10792 of 30001
A few of my neighbors/neighbor's SOs are self supporting musicians, mostly classical, but also jazz and rock. A handful are financially secure enough now to own homes, and mostly around my age. It is fascinating to me, because in this town of MICA and Peabody and JHU, you have got to be damned good to achieve that level of demand locally, whether through performance or teaching. And even so, their lives are so itinerant (the viola-ists have regular summer gigs out of state,) especially those whose primary income is performance.
They all ran plan b at some point to get to where they are.
And it is so lovely to walk down the block hearing the strains of cello and violas and voice and guitar practices.
Beverly - Jun 01, 2011 5:29:48 pm PDT #10793 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Oh, sara, you just reminded me of walking through the basement corridor at school past all the practice rooms--they were soundproofed to each other, but not completely to the corridor. The orations! The arias! The snatches of instrumental phrases as you walked past. Man, I miss that.
Cass - Jun 01, 2011 5:30:13 pm PDT #10794 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Oh, I should have realized. Part of it was started by comments from Amanda Palmer.
Color me ... yeah, should have seen that coming, actually.
I find her difficult. I just deleted the rest of what I wrote. But I find her difficult.
meara - Jun 01, 2011 5:31:26 pm PDT #10795 of 30001
I am somewhere slightly more romantic than ita. But definitely on the "pretty much never get to know someone I wasn't attracted to and then become attracted to them". I might get MORE attracted to someone I already thought was hot, or less attracted to someone I though was an ass, but...
Steph L. - Jun 01, 2011 5:32:23 pm PDT #10796 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
"Timsexual" seems like a fairly narrow parameter.
Although there are a LOT of Tims out there...
Oh god, is Tiny Tim still alive? I don't want him turning up on my doorstep with his ukelele, thinking I'm into his groove.