Foiled again.

Today’s Word of the Day is thwart which means, “to oppose successfully.” The Packers thwarted the Pittsburgh Steelers last night, which was great to see…even though it’s the preseason and no one really pays much attention to the preseason. Still. Aaron Rodgers played a professional football game at Lambeau Field again for the first time since last September, and I’m happy, damn it. Now, today’s Word of the Day has absolutely nothing to do with the song I’ve chosen for my Musical Interlude Friday selection because Aretha Franklin died yesterday, and the Queen of Soul deserves some attention from this blog today. There are so many songs of hers that I love, that I know the lyrics to backwards and forwards, so picking my absolute, A #1 favorite is impossible…but I’ll go with the song I’ve been listening to the most recently. Sing along if you know the words. “Chain-chain-chain, chain of fools…”

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Acting without thought.

A quick note — I’ve been on WordPress for 4 years now, and I cannot thank enough all of my readers who check in every day, whether they just read and like my posts or whether they leave a comment…you’re why I continue doing this. It’s the longest I’ve ever had a blog or journal of any kind, and I wouldn’t have the desire to keep doing it if not for you. So again…thank you.  🙂

Today’s Word of the Day is rash which means, “marked by undue haste or lack of caution.” I think we’ve all done a rash thing or two in our lives, little moments where we acted on pure emotion rather than because we’d sat down and thought about it first. I don’t know how many of you have even heard of Tom Jones, but while this isn’t my favorite song of his (It’s Not Unusual takes the #1 spot, followed by She’s a Lady), it absolutely fits in well with the Word of the Day — acting without thinking can have serious consequences. For your Musical Interlude Friday selection I give you “Delilah” by the aforementioned Tom Jones. Enjoy!

Do you have a few months?

Today’s Word of the Day is tome, which means “a large or scholarly book.” Now, I’ve read some thick books in my day (Gravity’s Rainbow, Portrait of a Lady, War and Peace), and the one thing I’ve always taken away from the endeavor is that I must be a glutton for punishment. I love reading, I always have, but unless a book is captivating enough to keep my attention, I’ll stick a bookmark in it where I stopped and move on to something else. I’ve got several books like that on my shelf right now. I hope to finish those books one day. Maybe. For today’s Musical Interlude Friday selection, I thought I’d leave you with a song that is the exact opposite of a tome, meaning it’s not very long. In fact, it’s the shortest song to ever hit #1 on the Billboard Hot 100. Here is “Stay” by Maurice Williams and the Zodiacs. Enjoy!

Is he rich like me?

As you know, there are no more Daily Prompts, which is very sad, as I enjoyed trying to come up with something to write that spoke to or in some way expounded upon whatever the prompt was for that day. On Fridays, I loved trying to match up the prompt to a song either in my library or not. Now, I have to wing it, which isn’t always easy. However, I’m willing to give it the old college try none the less. I decided to do what I did last week, and I think it’s going to be what I do from now on. I’ll pick a number between 1 and 3,472 (the number of songs I have in my library), then post whatever song corresponds to that number. All of the songs are listed randomly, they are not sorted by artist, title, album title, year, time, or any other category. I literally just shuffle them, then pick a song. For today’s Musical Interlude Friday selection, I give you “Time of the Season” by The Zombies. Enjoy!

“Ignition sequence starting…”

I was born in June of 1982, so I wasn’t around to watch the Apollo 11 mission in July of 1969, but my parents were, they both have told me that it was one of the few bright spots in a decade that was marred with tragedy, death, and civil unrest — it was a time when the whole planet, not just Americans, gathered around their televisions to watch humans, not Americans, walk on the moon. I don’t think I’ll ever see anything globally unifying like that in my lifetime, which is depressing. With everything going on in the United States in 1969, between civil rights, gay rights, women’s rights, the anti-war movement, plus the campus free speech movement, we all still found a way to come together as a people and celebrate an immeasurably historic achievement. How lucky they were.

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Happy New Year!

I hope for all my followers, even those that just read me every day, that 2015 is a great year for you, personally or professionally or in whatever way.  Oh, and because it’s apparently superstition, make sure you eat some kind of beans today for good luck.  I hope black-eye peas count, because that’s what’s going to on our table this afternoon.

I think if I could spend any length of time as someone radically different than who I am now, I think I’d like to be a housewife in the mid to late 1960s.  There’s so much about that decade that fascinates me, be it the politics, the music, the social scene, the television….I’d love the opportunity to experience all of it in a way different than just inventing a time machine and showing up at Woodstock.  Marriage and kids aren’t in the cards for me (yay for being a spinster!), so it would be interesting to see how I dealt with suddenly having a husband and kids to take care of, along with a house to manage.  I’d like to think I’m good at multitasking, being able to handle more than one thing at a time, but some of the conveniences we have didn’t exist back then, and I think it would be a challenge to try and balance all that domesticity with wanting to take part in protests or movements.  The only downside I can find to this is what would you do when it’s time to leave?  You can’t just abandon a husband and children.  Those are real people, with whom you’ve been living and interacting, and now you’re just going to up and walk away?  Maybe I wouldn’t choose the housewife from the 1960s after all.  I don’t know if I could do that.

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1960s, here I come!

Oh boy, if I had a time machine and could either travel back to the past or move ahead to the future, I’d absolutely choose the past, and I’d start in 1960.  I love the 1960s, for all its good and its bad, it really was one of the most seminal decades of our nation’s history.  Leaving aside all the TV shows, movies, and music from that decade I love, I’d want to be a part of all the social change that was taking place.  I’d march for civil rights, I’d protest the war in Vietnam, I’d fight for women’s equality and gay rights, even though I myself am not gay.  There’s something about standing up and being counted for what you believe in that is important to me, and I wouldn’t hesitate to do it, even if it meant getting my head bashed in.

Plus, think about all the world-altering events that occurred that most people never saw?  The Kennedy assassination, the moon landing, the March on Washington….things that people of my generation and younger (I was born in 1982.) have only been able to see through videos on YouTube.  Not that the Kennedy assassination is something to look forward to living through, but my parents have very vivid memories of what that was like for them, as they were 13 when it happened, and for historical purposes only, I’d like to experience it as it happened, rather than live through my parents’ memories.

Then we have the music, the movies, the TV shows, the cars, the fashion, the doodads people used then they don’t use now, like rotary dial phones, mimeographs, and black and white televisions.  I just think it would be a great lark, and if I end up at Woodstock at the end of the decade, watching Jimi Hendrix do the Star-Spangled Banner, more the better.