It didn’t help.
It’s 2:14 and I’m not asleep.
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Dirty Dishes: Grand Finale
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In Which The Salamander Crawls Out from Under Her Rock and Sees Her Shadow
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Clueless takes the day off
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In with the new â¦
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The Problem with a hose
I make poor assumptions, including the fact that my diary is so fascinating that anyone who stumbles across it will be compelled to read it from start to finish. By way of background, I live in an apartment. There are no water connections outside. There are no electrical outlets outside. There are only cherries outside….
celtic fest was the middle of september and i missed it! i had the pleasure of just walking to grant park when i lived downtown and catching a few minutes of the various festivals. i don’t own any, but i do appreciate celtic music very much 8)
I don’t understand celtic music. Around here they play it in those stores that sell smelly soap and candles.
Speaking of smelly soap, I’ve a bar that is stuck to the edge of the bath. I can’t take it off for the life of me. I’ve tried prying it off with a butterknife and a screwdriver, but it won’t work! So now when I want to wash my hands in the sink I have to moisten them under the tap, turn around, take a half step, bend down to the side of the bath, rub my fingers on the soap, stand up, turn around, take the half step back and then run them under the sink again. It takes like half an hour!
I love Celtic music, too. G loves to dance to more electronic stuff–rave music, that sort of thing. I pulled out some of my traditional Gaellic tunes for him the other day to show him what adrenaline is really all about. De Danaan dropped him to the floor. 🙂
a few years back i went to Guinness Fleagh (flah)in nyc, lots of wonderful music, the Chieftains performed as well as many other Irish bands, Sinead was there, Patti Smith, Tracy Chapman, Indigo Girls…can’t remember who else at the moment. also got a great piece of art from the many craftsmen who set up shops in the field. needless to say, i had my share of guinness!
Those wacky Celts.
Lots of Irish where I’m from. I like when they make their kids dress up and do their funny dances. It’s like the midgets in Wizard of Oz performing Riverdance.
The Chieftains rule!
=)
LOL
I love celtic music…and even took up playing the penny whistle. I wouldn’t say I’m good, but I love to play it. I drive my family nuts playing the same song over and over again…hahahah
~QE
I thought you were pulling our legs about Dick, but I’m a believer now.
I love Celtic music also. Something weird happened to my favorite CD, Celtic Christmas III by Windham Hill, so it won’t play anymore. Vinyl fatigue maybe.
Beautiful lyrics.