Archive for the ‘Music’ Category

Morrissey at The Palladium Ballroom

Wednesday, April 15th, 2009

I just have to say, the Morrissey concert last Friay was amazing, as usual.  The man has definitely still got it.

Rock on. I’m old school.

Wednesday, July 19th, 2006

Your Theme Song is Back in Black by AC/DC

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“Back in black, I hit the sack,
I’ve been too long, I’m glad to be back”

Things sometimes get really crazy for you,
and sometimes you have to get away from all the chaos.

But each time you stage your comeback, it’s even better than the last!

What’s Your Theme Song?

I can’t remember the last time I staged a comeback…maybe it’s time I did!  Image

Team Celebration

Friday, May 5th, 2006

Last night, our team plus the leadership team and the head of our department went to Jasper’s for dinner to celebrate the launch of our new platform.  Basically an 18+ month project. 

I wasn’t really looking forward to it initially because this week was crazy busy and I just wanted one night to actually be home before 8 or 9pm and just relax.  But it turned out to be a really good night.  The food was INCREDIBLY good!  Everything from the appetizers to the desserts and every bite in between was excellent.  If I were independently wealthy, I might eat there again.  But this was, luckily, paid for by our boss.  And he was very clear in telling us to order WHATEVER we wanted.  And told the waiter to keep the wine coming, which he did.  I have no idea how many glasses I actually had because they just kept topping it off.  Good wine, too.

The big surprise of the night came when our boss presented each member of our team with a “thank you” gift.  FREAKING IPODS!!!  The 30GB ones that do video and everything.  Definitely wasn’t expecting that!

I never really thought I’d want an ipod, so of course, I joked about selling it on eBay.  Until I realized they had our names and the project and date engraved on them.  Tongue  I think they are pretty cool, I’m just not a headphones person.  I know I can use it in the car, over my home stereo, and a number of other ways that would be cool, but those all involve buying extra accessories.  Everyone who has one tells me I will be addicted to it in no time, so we’ll see.

So tonight I’ve installed the software and am converting all the music I already had on my computer to iTunes.  Then I guess I’ll start importing some of my other cds.  I’m confused though because supposedly this thing will hold like 7500 songs.  But on iTunes, where it is still importing what’s on my computer, it shows like 680 MB already.  That’s 68 GB, right?  Or 6.8 GB?  Or .068?  Oh.  Nevermind.  Duh.

Currently listening to, watching, reading, planning to get, etc.

Pure Blues
By Various Artists
Release Date: Apr 17, 2001

Bright Eyes Tunage

Thursday, September 15th, 2005

“Lover I Don’t Have to Love” ~ Bright Eyes
I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you.
I said, “I like your shoes.”
You said, “Thanks can I follow you?”
So it’s up the stairs and out of view-
No prying eyes
I poured some wine
I asked your name, you asked the time…

Now it’s two o’clock-
the club is closed and we’re up the block
Your hands on me; pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn’t care to know who else may have been you before

I want a lover I don’t have to love.
I want a girl who’s too sad to give a fuck.
Where is the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said to meet him here, but I’m not sure
I got the money if you’ve got the time

You said, “It feels good.”
I said, “I’ll give it a try.”

Then my mind went dark-
we both forgot where your car was parked
Let’s just take the train
I’ll meet up with the band in the morning
Bad actors with bad habits
Some sad singers they just play tragic
and the phone’s ringing and the van’s leaving
Let’s just keep touching; let’s just keep, keep singing…

I want a lover I don’t have to love
I want a boy who’s so drunk he doesn’t talk
And where’s the kid with the chemicals
I got a hunger and I can’t seem to get full
I need some meaning I can memorize
The kind I have always seem to slip my mind

But you..
But you…
you write
such pretty words
But life’s no storybook
Love’s an excuse to get hurt
and to hurt

Do you like to hurt?
I do, I do
then hurt me..
then hurt me…
then hurt me…