Oh, smonster, I love "In The Gloaming," although I like the harmonies between her and Jennifer Kimball as The Story even better. And, oh, their version of e.e. cummings's "love is more thicker than forget."
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
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.
Oh, and in SERIOUSLY BROOKLYN WHAT THE FUCK news, that rash I have may actually be German measles.
Fucking overprivileged ignorant anti-fucking-vaxxers.
(It could also just be a weird viral reaction to the antibiotics I was on last week, but apparently it looks just like "textbook German measles" Which she "really didn't expect to see!" So yay me, I'm so surprising, I get diseases we should have wiped out before I was born. Fortunately I was vaccinated as a baby, so I probably won't get anything worse than a rash because I do have some latent immunity. And thank fuck my kids are fully vaccinated with fancy modern vaccines that work better than the ones they were using in the 70s.)
Holy shit, Jessica. WTF is right.
And oh my god, I loved "The Rose" when it came out, and played my 45 until it was worn out.
So I asked R to play music at my funeral, and he's still having the freak out. I thought I'd deftly balanced it by offering to officiate at his wedding, but apparently I didn't bury the lede deep enough.
Good lord, Jess!
Damn, Jessica.
And once again, Jessica reminds me of why I so often proclaim that I hate people. Not you guys, or some other guys, of course, but the REST!
And thank goodness you've been vaccinated, as well as the kiddos. And I hope E?
If Hayden or erika predecease me, I'm obviously going to honor them with the Pogues' "The Body of an American" as is right and proper for any Wire fan.
I've told JZ I want the Pogues "If I Should Fall From Grace With God."
If I should fall from grace with God
Where no doctor can relieve me
If I'm buried 'neath the sand
Where the angels won't receive me
Let me go, boys Let me go, boys
Let me go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry
Bury me at sea
Where no murdered ghost can haunt me
If I rock upon the waves
No Corpse shall lie upon me
It's coming up three, boys
Keeps coming up three, boys
Let them go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry
That sucks, Jess.
Jessica,
are you fucking kidding?
Is there reason to believe it might be german measles (as in, has the physician seen them recently)? It seems like a remote possibility. and fucking scary...