It didn’t help.
It’s 2:14 and I’m not asleep.
It’s 2:14 and I’m not asleep.
Crud, crud, crud. The Socialist is on the mend. His cold, realizing that it was being evicted from his nasal passages, has discovered a sweet new little hideaway: my nasal passages. That’s right. I’m sick. It’s the sore throat, runny nose, feel like crap fun and games that I’ll bet hangs on forever. I am…
All Tuesday I kept wondering to myself why I had ever committed to going upstate for New Year’s Eve. I had to work, I was tired all day, I just wanted to go home and collapse. I was actually hoping they’d have snow or freezing rain up north, to give me an excuse to bow…
my world had not yet been turned on its ear. Pardon this entry. It is the maudlin musings that have been dwelling and building deep within me for a year now. I try not to let them out to exercise too often. But today, this once, I will allow them to taste the air and…
Taking a study/lunch break outside what is euphemistically called the “food court” at this college. I spent the morning studying; I’ve a strong suspicion that I’ve got competition in this class that I hadn’t anticipated. While it would be a lie to deny that my presence in the class doesn’t raise the group’s average age,…
I guess I need to start up from where I left off yesterday. Our cliffhanger: The Socialist, stranded in territories unknown, with his beloved Palimpsest unable to assist (or even abet). The poor man went out to lunch yesterday and treated himself to his favorite restaurant, Chik-fil-A. While he was busy filling up, the front…
Sister the Younger presented me with a Nook for my birthday this past weekend. I’d been interested in e-readers, but had been holding off because they’re still pretty heavily in development. I learned from the old Beta vs. VHS wars that the best format doesn’t necessarily win, and I didn’t want go with the wrong…
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.