Marah's in a great mood right now, so I'm going to write about nothing because I have the luxury of a baby who is happy with occasional bounce of her seat and a little bit of face tickling with her monkey.
Loser - Beck
I'm A Cuckoo - Belle & Sebastian
Secret Heart - Ron Sexsmith
Sayonara - Mary Lou Lord
Don't Ask Why - Ron Sexsmith
Letter from an Occupant - New Pornographers
Nena - 99 Luft Balloons
Jackie, Dressed In Cobras - The New Pornographers
Blue - The Thorns
Little Saint Nick - John Denver & The Muppets
I've been watching way too much TV lately, mostly old episodes of Gilmore Girls and CSI. And Sex and the City.
I haven't watched this much TV in years - since we left Lennoxville and lost our free cable.
Losing the free cable was a great thing, in my opinion.
And though I watch a lot of TV, I am keeping Marah pointed away from the flickering box. Apparently, the flicker rate of a TV is hypnotizing, and makes your subconcious mind more susceptible to suggestion. That's why TV ads work so well (and why I want a Big Mac every single time I see a McDonald's commercial).
The best part of watching everything on DVD is that there are no commercials. The worst part - I can do four episodes of whatever show it is in the DVD player without even thinking about it.
That's a lot of TV.