I'm in the Teen Girl Squad!
I'm "so and so" in more ways than one! http://www.homestarrunner.com/tgsmenu.html
So tonight I'm walking mindlessly through Target trying to find some wedding gifts for a friend of mine, quite unsuccessfully, I might add, when this music just entered into my head. It was this Mendelssohn piece I had choreographed some ballet steps to, because it is such light, springy music, amazing and lovely. I hadn’t thought about these steps in over half year, possibly closer to an entire year, but choreography, particularly the kind that you invent, doesn’t leave one’s consciousness easily. I thought nothing more of it...
Until, less than ten minutes later, that exact piece of music, at the exact point in the music is what is playing on the NPR station I listen to when I get into my car. What is a little stranger, and not to make a mountain out of a molehill, is that these kinds of things happen to me all the time. Mini-premonitions, of small details that seemingly have little or no importance, daily-life kinds of things. Work is where I get it most. I can predict certain customers sometimes…just like the piece of music, a certain person will pop up in my mind, and they’ll walk in, usually less than two minutes later. It happens with phrases, titles, songs especially…now, like I said, none of this is really new to me. In my bad OCD days when I was 12-13 years old, when it happened I was actually fearful of this weird little ability. Its just that I’ve been paying attention to it more because I’ve been reading, among other things, the Dune trilogy by Frank Herbert, which, if ya don’t know, involves everything I love about science fiction, psychic-ish stuff (I know, I know, the word’s got a goofy connotation, but don’t judge me.), true religion (not that processed easy-access crap they spout at most organized churches, etc.), AND its got a map. All great made up worlds should have some sort of map. It makes it feel so realistic and entirely believable.
Frank Herbert was a WWII vet, and incidentally, so was Walter M. Miller, author of A Canticle for Leibowitz, one of my very very favourite books of all time. Chekhov was a medical doctor and he wrote plays, and many other of the Russian authors I know about had other full-fledged careers other than writing. Maybe that’s why Russian literature is superior to most anything else I’ve read…more life experience. Harder times can produce deeper people…perhaps.
I’ve been so much more social lately thanks to all my peeps at the coffee shop (Lacie, Brooks, Travis, Jen, et al), my lil’ sis, whom I’ve been recently getting to be friends with, and of course, Chesley, my last link to the old Baton Rouge crowd of yesteryear. Nathan, you totally don’t count since all you do is play vidya games and watch “Max X.” Youse guyses (except Nathan) rock!
favrit new website: www.homestarrunner.com - esp. Strong Bad emails, Peasant Quest, and Teen Girl Squad!
music of choice: godspeed you black emperor and secret chiefs 3, mostly because of the percussive elements. Must obtain drum and quit using the desktop or steering wheel…
yeah that’s about it. Hopefully some Austin pictures will appear soon, and perhaps I’ll even update this more than once every half a year.
Just kidding Nath, you know I love you.