"Still defying fortune's spite; revive from ashes and rise." |
((The Music)) This Celtic Friday brings a band from Dublin - The Frames. You might know them from a little indie film called "Once". A song of theirs won Best Song at the Oscars a couple of years. Yep, band's get free advertising here in my blog. I dig this song because it speaks to the heart. Illusion and metaphor mixed in with a gathering of melody and acoustic loveliness, a touch of the Irish on the back beat. Who doesn't like that? I recommend listening to this off their live album, but any version you can find is great. Makes me think of someone special. ((The Life)) I'm am here in B-Town, on my own for most of the day. I'll been venturing forth to the masses in a few minutes here to get some things I forgot at home. Leaving things at home, and conversely, leaving them where ever you were staying, is like giving homage to the Travel Gods. A little token for safe travels. Undoubtedly, I always leave something behind, so I like to think that there's a good reason for a guffaw. Reviewed quite a bit today, and I have a feeling that there will be more to come. For some odd reason it doesn't feel like a chore at the moment. I've come across some interesting reads during my time this morning. People are a lot more creative then I give them credit for, making me realize I should do this more often. I might do some writing too, if time permits. There's a hockey game later on this evening so that's a toss up. The entire fam it going sans my step-mother. This should be quite an interesting ride. I have step siblings coming out of the woodwork. We are all very different people. Family trips like these are odd, yet have a large potential for fun with allow ourselves to get over the weirdness. Last night while visiting the family's hallway (the allergies won't let me get much further) I made friends with a black cat named Moonlight. She was friendly, and seemed to like me as she sat on my feet. Sans the allergies, I think I would have animals. Probably, I would die a spinster with a couple of cats and a wondering dog in a house on a hill. The sad part about that is, that doesn't sound too bad. I think I need a vacation... |