'Healing is Difficult'

~'Henry Lee' by PJ Harvey and Nick Cave, because, as all things Cave, it's a tale of irrational beauty. youtube the video of those two and by the end of it you'll be thinking that they're the most gorgeous creatures on the planet. maybe they are.

~"The way I see it really doesn't matter/Why do you cock your head to the side when you look at me?"-Sia. she is a wise naif if ever there was one. Sia, if you're reading, i will clean your ears for free if you'd ask me.

~Head On, see PJ/Nick quote above.  i can't believe i don't own this movie already. it's a love story complete with a turkish chorus. when people find each other and all is right even with the wrong, hold on. for chrissake, hold on.

hi gang.  pull up a spell, sit for a drink.

i was going to go into a couple of complex topics tonite (complexity? in a frikken blog?), but thought better of it.  i'm just going to share musings.  for those of you reading, what are you still doing here?  and thank you.

 

i hate to combine these two topics, but before i get started on my useless rant, i'd like to draw your attention to my best gal, rachael.  bless her golden, bold heart, she's running 13+ miles.  if you're so inclined, visit the site that is dedicated to her ma.  donate if you can.  janette was a woman like my mom: worthy of extreme comfort, wealth and sainthood.  humility and generosity are underrated today, but they're traits that janette passed on to rachael and that's why i love her.  

http://www.active.com/donate/umbrellamarathon08/rachaelnike

go.  i feel i owe janette a lifetime of gratitude for her daughters.  it isn't right that she's gone. quite frankly, i'm pissed about it.  i can't...just...it's just too much all the time already.

next topic.  i was looking up grave sites of famous people.  i used to have a print out of billy wilder's tombstone at my desk because, i don't know, it just seemed whimsical.  so i found it again along with jack lemmon's and i thought i'd share.  then, i thought about what my tombstone would say.  since i'll be cremated and tossed in the ocean, or wherever the poor sod who is left with the task decides is convenient, i won't have one, but if i did have a tombstone, what would it say?

~blah blah blah

~what are you lookin' at?

~details, details

~it's not what you think

~one last good stiff one

~drop dead fabulous

~Godka

ok.  it's dumb.  but i'm tired and my appetite is nil. enjoy the pics.  i'm out.

cheers. i guess. clink.