"Wildest Dreams" is Taylor Swift's Lana Del Rey moment on 1989. (I almost just wrote "Lita Ford moment". I want to hear Ms. Swift's Lita Ford moment.) At first listen, lyrically, it seems to be a bog-standard "Think of me when our affair is over" kind of thing.

Chorus:Say you'll remember me ( Read more... )

Last Christmas, he gave you his heart. The very next day, you gave it away. How did that even work? I mean, he gave you his heart, i.e. he accepted and expressed his love for you. The very next day…you caused him to fall in love with someone else? Presumably someone he didn't care for very much, hence the subsequent tears he wishes to be saved from ( Read more... )

Well, I'm sick. Siiiiick. Missed several days of work. Second day without a voice. I think the Junebug is scared of me now because I look weird (I should probably shower) and I won't talk to him. Finally called a doctor. Doctor says 1) no, I can't have any antibiotics until I've had no voice for two weeks, because since I don't have a fever and my ( Read more... )

I was biking home yesterday when it occurred to me that I know two professional poker players. Professional gamblers, if you will. And neither of them particularly seems to be on his way to dying in the back of a boxcar after begging whiskey off of a stranger.

Maybe you should be counting your money when you're sitting at the table, is what I'm ( Read more... )