tearing down this place
i was playing dominoes with my mom - taking a break from our usual marathon scrabble sessions - and playing some itunes. the past week & a half we've had cnn, msnbc, the weather channel and various other news/weather outlets on the tv 24/7 almost. i thought tunes would be a nice break. so i'm jamming, & crafting extremely intelligent domino stratagies mind you, when this song comes on & reminds me of what i'm trying to take a break from. freedy johnston's "tearing down this place".
Knock it down, take it away
We've got work tearing down this place
Take it away, take it away, take it away
Here's the room where they lay awake
Through a complicated night
He was staring at the wall
And she cried and cried and cried
Under a roof that held the real rain out
And covered up the sound
He built her every wall
And we have to tear it down
Knock it down, take it away
We've got work tearing down this place
Built for a ghost, haunted by love, left to decay
Knock it down, take it away
We've got work tearing down this place
Take it away, take it away, take it away
Here's the door he would walk right out
On an undecided night
He was spelling out her name
In the artificial lights
Through this window she could see her man
Staring at the town
He built her every wall
And we have to tear it down
Knock it down, take it away
We've got work tearing down this place
Built for a ghost, haunted by love, left to decay
Knock it down, take it away
We've got work tearing down this place
Take it away, take it away, take it away
or something like that anyway... :( some songs just have a way of hitting you at the right time. good or bad.
so... this past weekend we held a large garage sale. made almost $300 & donated half to the Red Cross. we also had a lot of clothing and a few newer toys left that we carted up to a church that was making runs to Mississippi for those in need. i sent an email asking for info. on training for the Disaster Relief team. there are some required courses, but many of them are home study. i figured i could at least start on that. i'm so anxious to get involved. everytime a tragedy like this happens, i just want to get of my butt & go & help wherever i'm needed. especially being so close to this one. last friday i was SO CLOSE to going to wal-mart, loading my car with waters & crackers or some kind of compact food & driving 2 1/2 hours to biloxi to help out my damn self. (due to the gas situation - oh yeah, if you don't know, there IS NONE - road closures, and the desire of my mother, i didn't.) i'm so tired of hearing they aren't getting any help. i realize the situation in New Orleans is HORRENDOUS, and they defintely need more help considering the circumstances, but in my opinon we shouldn't even be SHORT on reserves & guards & stuff for our own fucking country. why do you think it is that we are? oh don't let me get started on my political rant. being back in the bible belt republican south has definitely been wearing on my last nerve. if i see one more damn W sticker on a car i think i'll just ram into them.
ANYway... i'm getting all sidetracked. but i do have to add, its pretty pathetic when you've even got republican Joe Scarborough (spelling?) voicing utter disdain at the way things have (not) been handled.
today i mowed the lawn with our new riding lawn mower. and made homemade biscuits & cheese grits to go with our boiled shrimp at supper. i am truly back in the south.
my brother left for my dad's yesterday morning. he's going to the mountains in colorado with him & his wife. (i simply can't call her my stepmother. i don't even return phone calls to my father, & certainly have no desire to meet her. in this lifetime anyway.) but i hope he has a good time regardless. its nice to have some alone time with my mother.
i can't BELIEVE she'll be 60 next month. she so doesn't seem it. my mom is the bomb diggity, yo.
i found out from my friend val that our friend ellen (whom i had fully intended to move to L.A. with until she was unable to find a teaching job in time for the new school year) got a job in L.A. THE DAY BEFORE school in San Diego started. so she moved to there last minute & is staying at val's until she finds a place of her own. dammit. DAMmit. DAMMIT! that was my last chance for california. i really wanted to give it a go in L.A. before making a decision to move back to Florida once & for all. but i guess it just wasn't meant to be. there must be a reason for it all... other than playing dominoes with my mom i mean. well, theres that, & the losing my sanity due to my previous living situation. ... c'est la vie. or whatever.
i caught up on a bunch of emails tonight, but still haven't made any phone calls. i've rested my head for a month now. i think its time to join the land of the living again. so you'll hear from me soon. consider this a warning.
i had a lot of stuff to write, but i'm suddenly very tired. it's only 2 am. and i haven't been going to bed until after 3... i guess its finally catching up with me.
Knock it down, take it away
We've got work tearing down this place
Take it away, take it away, take it away
Here's the room where they lay awake
Through a complicated night
He was staring at the wall
And she cried and cried and cried
Under a roof that held the real rain out
And covered up the sound
He built her every wall
And we have to tear it down
Knock it down, take it away
We've got work tearing down this place
Built for a ghost, haunted by love, left to decay
Knock it down, take it away
We've got work tearing down this place
Take it away, take it away, take it away
Here's the door he would walk right out
On an undecided night
He was spelling out her name
In the artificial lights
Through this window she could see her man
Staring at the town
He built her every wall
And we have to tear it down
Knock it down, take it away
We've got work tearing down this place
Built for a ghost, haunted by love, left to decay
Knock it down, take it away
We've got work tearing down this place
Take it away, take it away, take it away
or something like that anyway... :( some songs just have a way of hitting you at the right time. good or bad.
so... this past weekend we held a large garage sale. made almost $300 & donated half to the Red Cross. we also had a lot of clothing and a few newer toys left that we carted up to a church that was making runs to Mississippi for those in need. i sent an email asking for info. on training for the Disaster Relief team. there are some required courses, but many of them are home study. i figured i could at least start on that. i'm so anxious to get involved. everytime a tragedy like this happens, i just want to get of my butt & go & help wherever i'm needed. especially being so close to this one. last friday i was SO CLOSE to going to wal-mart, loading my car with waters & crackers or some kind of compact food & driving 2 1/2 hours to biloxi to help out my damn self. (due to the gas situation - oh yeah, if you don't know, there IS NONE - road closures, and the desire of my mother, i didn't.) i'm so tired of hearing they aren't getting any help. i realize the situation in New Orleans is HORRENDOUS, and they defintely need more help considering the circumstances, but in my opinon we shouldn't even be SHORT on reserves & guards & stuff for our own fucking country. why do you think it is that we are? oh don't let me get started on my political rant. being back in the bible belt republican south has definitely been wearing on my last nerve. if i see one more damn W sticker on a car i think i'll just ram into them.
ANYway... i'm getting all sidetracked. but i do have to add, its pretty pathetic when you've even got republican Joe Scarborough (spelling?) voicing utter disdain at the way things have (not) been handled.
today i mowed the lawn with our new riding lawn mower. and made homemade biscuits & cheese grits to go with our boiled shrimp at supper. i am truly back in the south.
my brother left for my dad's yesterday morning. he's going to the mountains in colorado with him & his wife. (i simply can't call her my stepmother. i don't even return phone calls to my father, & certainly have no desire to meet her. in this lifetime anyway.) but i hope he has a good time regardless. its nice to have some alone time with my mother.
i can't BELIEVE she'll be 60 next month. she so doesn't seem it. my mom is the bomb diggity, yo.
i found out from my friend val that our friend ellen (whom i had fully intended to move to L.A. with until she was unable to find a teaching job in time for the new school year) got a job in L.A. THE DAY BEFORE school in San Diego started. so she moved to there last minute & is staying at val's until she finds a place of her own. dammit. DAMmit. DAMMIT! that was my last chance for california. i really wanted to give it a go in L.A. before making a decision to move back to Florida once & for all. but i guess it just wasn't meant to be. there must be a reason for it all... other than playing dominoes with my mom i mean. well, theres that, & the losing my sanity due to my previous living situation. ... c'est la vie. or whatever.
i caught up on a bunch of emails tonight, but still haven't made any phone calls. i've rested my head for a month now. i think its time to join the land of the living again. so you'll hear from me soon. consider this a warning.
i had a lot of stuff to write, but i'm suddenly very tired. it's only 2 am. and i haven't been going to bed until after 3... i guess its finally catching up with me.