Grace in Small Things

1. Watching Mike's parents, especially his mom, fawn all over Dexter.  Silly.
2. The way his dad calls me Hon.  Or maybe it's Hun, but still.
3. Finally going to his aunt's house for Thanksgiving.  Hard to believe we got out of that for what, seven years?  That's ridiculous.
4. Christmas Ale!  
5. Goofy games with my parents and siblings and our significant others.  So, what's yours like?  Hilarious.

It won't go away but I don't mind at all yet.

(Title links to lyrics.)

Grace in Small Things

1. A coworker asking "So how's your Save-the-World thing going?" without sarcasm.
2. Having a not-too-depressing answer to the question.
3. Winning stuff, both theoretically deserved awards and random giveaway stuff.
4. The former references a "Rising Star" honor the CASA program is apparently bestowing upon me.
5. The latter means I get a free facial this weekend thanks to dropping a business card in a fishbowl in a coffee shop a few months ago.  
6. Bonus - that reminds me, I never settled on or submitted a design for the business cards I won...but the email doesn't give an expiration date.  Must remember to not accidentally forfeit free stuff!

Sad Excuse for a Blogger

Wow, a whole week without a single GiST, even.  Apparently there's a part of my brain that thinks SAVE AS DRAFT counts or something.  One of these years I'll commit to NaBloPoMo but this is clearly not the year for it.  I feel guilty enough about putting nothing up here as it is.  Ah yes, Modern Guilt.  At this point, why not?  This video both creeps me out and cracks me up.  Hugs.


Modern Guilt "Modern Guilt" from Beck Hansen on Vimeo.


I feel uptight when I walk in the city
I feel so cold when I’m at home
Feels like everything’s starting to hit me
I lost my bearings ten minutes ago
Modern guilt, I’m stranded with nothing
Modern guilt, I’m under lock and key
Misapprehension
Is turning into convention
Don’t know what I’ve done but I feel ashamed
Standing outside the glass on the sidewalk
These people talk about impossible things
And I’m falling out of the conversation
Like a pawn piece in a human shield
Modern guilt is all in our hands
Modern guilt won’t get me to bed
Say what you will
Smoke your last cigarette
Don’t know what I’ve done but I feel afraid

Video & lyrics from Beck.com

Music for Monday

Orphans - Beck - Modern Guilt


Modern Guilt "Orphans" from Beck Hansen on Vimeo.


Think I’m stranded but I don’t know where
I got this diamond I don’t know how to shine
In the sun where the dark winds wail
And these children leave their rulers behind
As we cross ten leagues from a rubicon
The matchsticks for my bones
If we can learn how to freeze ourselves alive
We can learn to leave these burdens to burn
Cast out these creatures of woe
Who shatter themselves
Fighting the fire with your bare hands
Now my journey takes me further south
I want to hear what the blind men sing
With their fossils and their gypsy bones
I’ll stand beside myself so I’m not alone
And how can I make new again what rusts every time it rains
And the rain it comes and floods our lungs
We’re just orphans in a tidal wave’s wake
If I wake up and see my maker coming
With all of his crimson and his iron desire
We’ll drag the streets with the baggage of longing to be loved or destroyed
From a void to a grain of sand in your hand


Starting to think my Beck kick's got longevity.  Takes me a lot more repetition of the Modern Guilt tracks to get to the point where I need to stop listening to it for a while to enjoy it as much.  Or maybe I'm just not trying hard enough to wear it out.  In any case, am still enjoying thoroughly.  What are y'all listening to these days?

Grace in Small Things

1. Sleeping way in
2. Steaming hot coffee, light and sweet, and lots of it
3. Another unseasonably warm, sunny day
4. Roasted chicken and potatoes
5. Dark, bitter, leafy greens

Recent Search Terms, Some More Amusing Than Others

1. gargle for stitches
2. pronounce odelay
3. plinky vagina
4. sucking satan's cock

That is all.  I've misplaced my blogging mojo again, clearly, as I don't even have witty commentary for these.  Quite self-explanatory, no?

Grace in Small Things

1. Falling back with every clock except the bedroom alarm clock makes it seem like I enjoyed that extra hour twice.
2. Knowing I'll still be surprised by how dark it's going to be driving home this evening
3. Taking a new CASA case, though it may well be the first really difficult one for me
4. Big flocks of birds flying south
5. Pieces of pecan pie dipped in chocolate.  For breakfast, basically.  

Pro Tip

When sending an email to a company to enquire whether that company is hiring for a given position, you probably want to avoid referring to the company as "you guys."  Really.  I don't think my response to this is overreaction to some kind of assumed verbal sexism (email appears to have been written by a woman).  Even if you knew knew from personal experience that every employee of this company has a penis (though if you did know that for a fact, you probably wouldn't want to apply to that company for other reasons), I'd suggest avoiding that phrase and cranking up the professionalism just a smidgen.

My assvice for the day, take it or leave it.  You're very welcome.

Thanks to fun sounding stuff like electron-positron annihilation and neutral pion decay and inverse Compton scattering

In honor of this, I give you this:

If I could hold hold out for now
With these icecaps melting down
With the transistor sound
And my Chevrolet Terraplane
Going around around around
Come on little gamma ray
Standing in a hurricane
Your brains are bored
Like a refugee from a house that’s burning
And the heat wave’s calling your name
She’s got a cactus crown
With a dot dot dot on her brow
And she speaks inside a cloud
With her countenance turning around
It hit me like a gamma ray
Standing in a hurricane
I’m pulling out thorns
Smokestack lightning out my window
I want to know what I’ve lost today
Come on little gamma ray
Standing in a hurricane
Your body’s bored
Like a refugee from a house that’s burning
And the backwater’s calling your name

Lyrics via beck.com.  Album version/official video is here, but embedding is disabled.  Boo.