| On the first day of Hanukkah, I give you Christmas music! |
[Dec. 11th, 2009|09:52 pm] |
I have no idea how you feel about Christmas music, but I love it. So I made a little mix. I think it is kinda cool, but then again it isn't like you make a mix with music you don't like. Anyhoo...Take it and try it out (you've got 7 days or 100 downloads...I'm guessing we'll get to 7 days first).
Some of the songs are a little different. For instance, who knew Weezer would take a religious turn? And don't be afraid of the word remix, it isn't house music or anything. I particularly like the Bing Crosby and the Nat King Cole songs. Also, the second Winter Wonderland song that is by "The Elves" just means I don't know who did it so if you do, let me know. Hey, I'm no ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) liqthemoon but I think it's an ok mix.
A Funky Little Christmas To You |
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| I HATE POSTING ON FRIDAYS!!! |
[Nov. 13th, 2009|08:56 pm] |
I do, I hate it because no one reads the posts from Fridays and I really want people to read this...LIKE A LOT OF PEOPLE! I put it on Facebook and I'm going to put it a couple of other places, but I really want someone to be angry with me on this one.
So, the story...I was coming home through Southlake today (a very swank city) and I was behind this nice, white business truck. It was a truck that you would go and do estimates with, not the one of the ones the workers would use. It had decals on it to advertise the business. Well, you know, when you are behind a truck like that and you are at a red light you read the ads. Well I noticed on the upper right hand side of the tailgate, in a decal mind you, NOT a bumper sticker, but the same decal style of the name of the company was, "OBAMA! Leave our children alone!" which made me pause a bit. I mean, this is a company truck. This is what you want posted next to your website? Well, OK, I wouldn't but to each his own...THEN, THEN I looked to the left and this is what it said:
"Hey Democrats, I am not a female, you can't shove anything down my throat."
So take a second there...just mull that over in your mind. Don't worry, I'll wait, I know, it's strange. There are any number of things wrong with that. Let's think about the type of person who would have that on just a personal vehicle, then think about the type of person who would have that on his BUSINESS truck. A truck you would take to nice homes and possibly have to talk to women about your product. Now think about what that's really saying...Does this guy not have a mother, sister, grandmother, aunt, kindergarten teacher? Really? I am kind of beside myself----still. STILL beside myself. I am just not sure what to do with it. However, I will say, they DO want all your comments and suggestions Just sayin'.
Sadly, this isn't the only thing like this I saw today today. On a veterinarian's sign (where there would usually be some kind of cute saying) it said, "Tell the government to leave our freedoms and liberties alone!" What the HELL is going on in Southlake? In America?
Fucking white people. |
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[Nov. 8th, 2009|01:32 am] |
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Yeah, so I'm still awake. I should be asleep, but well, I'm not. I had a good time today at a garage sale at Courtney's house. Shannon and Jessica were there and they all sold stuff. I did not. I just decided that a good way to spend a Saturday was hanging out with my friends while enjoying the weather and people watching that offers itself up at garage sales. (and you guys...that last one! OMG. People leave their homes in the most "interesting" outfits) One of the odd quotes of the day was, "You girls don't have the normal garage sale stuff." Although, upon reflection, we weren't real sure what we didn't have covered. Old kitchen appliances and accessories? Check. Clothing? Check. Shoes? Check. Tchochkes? Check. Stuff parents have bought you that have nothing to do with anything you have ever liked, owned, or thought about owning in your life? Check. So see, same stuff everyone else has. I mean, just because our stuff was more AWESOME than everyone else's... We did have to laugh though because we are pretty sure that a few doors down they saw there were two other garage sales going on and just started pulling things out of their house because it kinda looked like a Kids R Us and a Toys R Us exploded all over their lawn at about 10 a.m. I think Shannon did pretty well, Courtney made a whopping $36 (and a cleaner garage) and I walked away with a sunburn because I fail at being outside. Apparently you don't outgrow being sunburned, it can happen all your life. The worst part? I brought sunscreen. Note: I didn't say I wore sunscreen...just brought it. My lips are sunburned for heaven's sake. Ah well. Overall, I'd say it was a good day, which is more than I can say for some days. :) |
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| OH! Hai There! |
[Nov. 1st, 2009|01:33 am] |
Wow, Ok, it's been, I don't know, forever? since I've written. I even have new friends who have never had the "experience" of a real post. Oh boy!
So, what have I been up to?..............yeah, that's about right! No, that's not true, I've done a few things. I went to the Monolith Festival with Courtney and Jessica and that was a blast. I did think at one point I might have a heart attack from climbing those stairs at Red Rock one day but was able to deal, as you can see. Something about altitude and 195 steps and ME that didn't mix, but I adjusted. Also, in a freakishly weird "animals and kids love me" situation, a wasp chose me out of thousands to take a nap on. It was terribly difficult to not freak out, which I suppose Courtney and Jessica will say I actually did freak out a little bit, but come on--wasp + skin + jostling of a couple hundred people--you do the psychological math there.
I've also been waking up everyday and going to work, which might not seem like a big deal to you, but some days it is a huge deal for me, especially since at some point the DFW area was moved to the Pacific Northwest as it's been chilly and wet for days on end. Do you know how difficult it is to wake up and get out of bed when the temprature is right for sleeping and there is a lovely pitter-patter on the windows? Another reason I could never live in Seattle. Well, that and walking around on damp carpet and reaching for a damp seat belt is a little too much humidity for me.
I am doing NaNoWriMo again this year, even though I never have done anything about the "novel" I wrote in 2007 (?). I have an idea, but I don't know if it will make it to 50,000 words or not. It is actually a young adult novel about an injured carrier pigeon in NYC. Again, who knows if it will make it or not. I probably should have done NaNoBlogMo. That's more my speed right now, but as long as I write something everyday and come back to the land of the living, that should be good for me, if no one else.
Anyhoo...as many of you have noticed, I've been lurking and commenting when you write something but not actually writing myself. I'll be better about that, even if it is to update the NaNoWriMo thing. See ya! |
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[Aug. 9th, 2009|12:56 am] |
Dear people who are protesting health care,
I would like to congratulate you on protesting, on taking a stand and exercising your First Amendment right and standing up for something you believe in. I do not agree with you, but I believe you have an absolute right to protest and even be disruptive. I am sure you allowed me the same right and did not call me an Anti-American and throw things at me if I say, protested the war that the last President started, but you know, bygones...
I would however appreciate it if you would a) not threaten our current President or any congressman/woman with death b) not be so ridiculous as to believe that the rest of the country should not have the same health care that many of you have on Medicare, which I believe, if I'm not mistaken, is still government run... until your buddies in Congress and the Senate try and change that to be privatized c) look up the words Marxism and Fascism and Holocaust in the dictionary before labeling people or plans d) try hard not to believe everything Rush Limbaugh says to you (euthanizing the elderly is not part of the plan) as I try not to believe every word Keith Olbermann says to me.
Anyhoo, this is America and I believe that we can weather many things but I don't particularly want to test that theory with what looks like a situation that could develop into violence. Please keep your guns at home and don't be scared...it's just change and change can be a good thing. I promise it won't hurt but for a second and then after that; you won't believe it was ever any different.
Thank you,
~Christine |
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| A mix and match post |
[Jul. 29th, 2009|12:25 am] |
Hey, I've been meaning to post this for a while now. Well for almost two weeks I guess. (Oh a little FYI...if you want to get lots of hits on a blog or anything out on the internet, put the word Steampunk in it. I got like 181 hits this week so they say, which means either I have a new stalker OR the Steampunk word is the thing.) It was the night Courtney, Jessica, Heath, and I went to see Abney Park (eh) at The Church. It was a Steampunk event so of course there was dressing up involved and I think for first timers we did a pretty fine job of it! I love dressing up. Seriously. I actually sewed something--that lace on the "corset" thing I was wearing plus I made the hat and some of the jewelry. All of which made me pretty proud of myself since the only sewing I've done is one of my niece's Christmas stocking. Hell, I even use that iron on tape stuff when I need to hem something so, you know. We had a good time and got to see some great costumes. There was even a suffragette which makes me think of this, a favorite of mine.
Extreme topic change. I'm completely depressed about my country again. Much more so because of all the things that are getting coverage and all the things that aren't getting done and the realization (again) that we aren't running things but corporations are. Plus, again, like I've said before I don't understand why I am always surprised that we as a people so rarely do the right thing for the country that we are almost always "Me First!" For a cynic, I'm incredibly naive...This is all just adding to my feeling that I should be living somewhere else. I guess I thought I was over that.
Maybe my mini-break to Santa Fe will help...we'll see. It looks like most of it was planned out for me before I even knew that's where I was going. However, many of my friends have given me even more ideas so I'll try and horn some of those into the plans since of course, "Well, it's your birthday. We'll do what you want. But you know where we have to go...." |
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| That's Life! |
[Jul. 8th, 2009|11:52 pm] |
Hey, I made this thing tonight that was soooooo yummy I need to pass it on. And you know what? It's not even a little bit difficult which adds another dimension to the yummy. Ok, here you go:
1 pint blueberries
1 lb. strawberries
1/4 cup balsamic vinegar
2 Tbs brown sugar
1 tsp vanilla
Mix vinegar, brown sugar, and vanilla in a bowl. Cut strawberries into quarters (or you know 16ths if you have those wildly huge monster strawberries you get from time to time), pour mixture over fruit. marinate for 15 minutes. drain liquid off fruit and serve.
I topped my serving with some crushed natural almonds and I think pineapple would be good in that sauce too so let the experimenting begin! OMG it is soooo yummy and easy!
It seems more and more of my lj friends are opting for the Facebook. You know, I'm not a big fan. As a matter of fact, once the initial shine wore off I've kinda walked away from it. However, I do miss my friends so once in a while I will check in over there. Plus my sister-in-law posts adorable pictures of my adorable nephew so I HAVE to keep my account going. However, it has this strange high school cafeteria at lunch vibe where everyone gets together and gives you snippets of their day and brings their slam book and they pass notes and show the most recent picture of their boyfriend and they want you to play the M-A-S-H game all before they have to rush off back to class. Hey at least it isn't Twitter which I still don't "get" but you know, that's partly because I don't use my cell phone like so many people do either. Although, I think it would still look as disjointed and convoluted that way too. I will say people keep finding me on both so I hope they are prepared to be disappointed in my lack of status updates and replies to things they say. Have any of you ever checked out Plurk ? It is kinda like Twitter but kinda like LJ, it's strange but I might be drawn to it more than Twitter because it makes more sense when you read things.
Oh, I'm doing this which is fun. I've gotten postcards from around the US and the world and it's been kinda cool. Lots of interesting cards and stamps and you know, when was the last time you got mail from China? I just got some yesterday! It's easy and I like getting things in the mail that don't involve me having to pay someone money or throwing something away.
My mom is reading my "novel". Well, I say that; she's asked for it and found a place in town (they don't have a Kinkos so it's like Dot's Printing Press or something equally cute) where she can print it so that eventually she can read it...we'll see. It kinda creeps me out she's going to read sex scenes that I actually wrote and I'm sure I will have to answer questions about things she reads into the whole of it. Usually when she reads things I write she asks if maybe I should see someone about what is floating around in my head or if I'm going to be OK. Yeah, I love my mom but she really overreacts to things sometimes.
So yeah, that's me. Sorry it's waaaaaay over my 140 character limit! :) |
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| stupid human needs are stupid. |
[Jun. 30th, 2009|12:40 am] |
I've been having a strong need lately for romance and love. It is something I usually quash or spin into something I can handle like sexual energy. However, recently it has been difficult to get past wanting to just be loved and love back, to cuddle, touch, share, and have someone around who cares for me and that I can care for.* I mean, I have many of those things with friends of mine but you know, not the same. I think that most people wouldn't take me for the romantic I am because you know, survival, my over all cynicism, and being HORRIBLE in relationships have made me take those feelings and push them way down and ignore them and react to them with a, "pfffffft," but every now and then they escape my carefully constructed toughness bubble and irritate me like an itch I can't reach. I'm sure it will all go away soon but this time it is quite strong and has lasted much longer than it usually does. Of course, if I were to get any or all of this I would either push it away, not trust it, or hide from it, so like my need to move or my need to get a better job; the idea of it occupies it's own space while the reality of it languishes. Being me is confusing sometimes but what is worse is when I have time to think about this stuff. Seriously, I need a distraction. Any ideas?
*I know I'm being one sided, that it all comes with its own trouble and that it isn't always rainbows and puppies but you know, I'm talking about what I would like, not about what is a complete reality. |
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[Jun. 22nd, 2009|12:31 am] |
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I'm feeling incredibly restless. I want to move. I want to get out of here. Partly it is because of the heat. I think that's got me started on the idea again, which then makes me look around and try and figure out why I am still here. I only moved here when I switched colleges and I wound up staying longer than I ever thought I would. My parents are gone from the area, so is one of my brothers, I have no job that is of any worth to me or is making me money that can't be matched else where. I have Courtney and my small group of friends and my brother's family here. Those are the only important things keeping me around. I mean it would be one thing if the area was attractive or there was water or mountains or something, anything that I found attractive at all about the area, but no. Nothing. Plus I just feel oddly out of place here, I've never felt comfortable. I mean, I know that moving isn't going to be some kind of magic bullet that suddenly makes my life this amazing experience but good lord if I'm going to have a shitty inner life and "professional" life then I might as well be some place I want to be, some place that at least appeals to me. Problem is, as I quickly run down the list of place I would want to live, that everyone wants to live in those places so the cost of living is MUCH higher than I am used to and since my job prospects are so limited as are my contacts, I just don't know what I would do to survive, which is what I'm doing here, surviving. *sigh* I hate feeling trapped but that's how I feel and I don't know, my birthday is coming up which just focuses in on what I haven't done in my life, how I've done virtually nothing with all the things that were given to me; I've just squandered them. I don't know, I guess I'm just having a bit of a pity party when really, it isn't horrible; I do have a job, I do have people who love me, I do have people who like me, I have a home and family, most of whom are healthy and happy. It's just...I don't know. I don't have an actual life but all of that goes back to me and what I haven't done with or for myself. Never ending circle I guess. I always feel bad feeling this way, this self-indulgent, when really there has been no actual tragedy, just inaction plus I'm amazingly disappointed in myself, which is never good when I don't have many distractions and too much time on my hands... |
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| Look! Look! A Happy Post! I know it is not de rigueur on LJ but I don't care! |
[May. 18th, 2009|11:02 pm] |
So, you know, I had a good time this Saturday. I haven't had a let loose, enjoy myself, talk too much, talk too loud, laugh too much time in so long! But I did on Saturday. And why did I have this kind of night? Well, it's because I have friends who will come pick me up and drive to Plano to go to a pub at 10:30 at night and then another friend who says, "Sure, I'll meet you there!" and it was the best night.
I had spent the day with a friend of mine from my last job whose daughter was going to prom and for some reason she wanted me to come along for everything. Everything? Everything. Makeup, hair, pictures; all of it. So I had a few glasses of wine there and just wasn't through talking when I went home so I called my friend Courtney and since she is so awesome, she was totally down with driving for half an hour to go to this awesome pub in Plano, which might sound a bit like an oxymoron, but it is in old downtown Plano and every time we go there we ask ourselves why we don't just go there more often. There are really cute shops and places to eat and The Fillmore Pub. Shannon met us there and we sat and talked and had some drinks and really just enjoyed being together. And the place was packed. I don't know where everyone was before 11:00 but after 11:00 they are all at The Fillmore Pub.
So, I'm glad I was happy and that Courtney is spontaneous and that Shannon answered her phone and that we all like each other. It. Was. Awesome! There need to be more nights like this in everyone's life. :) |
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| HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO COURTNEY!!!! |
[Mar. 27th, 2009|12:56 am] |
My friend Courtney liqthemoonas seen through her Interests
Roaming through abandoned buildings seeking adventures and opening doors with her antique keys Courtney is bedecked in antique jewelry; arching her eyebrows at what is to come and what has been. Being easily amused, she travels the back roads blowing bubbles at the bluebonnets, making sure there are always blankets at hand for impromptu bonfires or maybe just for a place to read books from her childhood. Always on the lookout for boys who can dance, she takes her brand-new crayons, picks a rusty lock, and dreams of a chance meeting. Swaying gently in her hammock alone in a secret garden, falling leaves and fairy tales tangle themselves in her hair with ex-boyfriends; making entertaining footnotes to her afternoons.
OK, so I tried, I really did. But Courtney has like 45,736 and a half interests and it just became goofy. SO. If you are a pal of Courtney’s or if you just want to play along, here are her interests....why don’t you come up with a sentence or two and add them to the comments? Come on, play along it's her birthday for goodness sakes! :)
( Interests...get your Interests! ) |
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| Let's see...where were we? |
[Mar. 20th, 2009|12:19 am] |
Ah yes...
The Brass Ball. 
I do love the speculation that wrought! It was actually an AWESOME Steampunk event that took place at a club here called The Church (well, it's The Church on Thursdays and Sundays and special occasions and The Lizard Lounge all the other days). You can see pictures here. Courtney and I decided that we have taken MUCH better pictures together but, eh, what 'cha gonna do? So the whole thing has my mind churning and producing ideas that I fear I may try and force on other people given the chance. Although being that I'm new to the actual scene, I would hate to be tooooo pushy plus, I think they push back.
Steampunk has been one of those things that held my interest but I figured I wouldn't actually run into in real life. As if it only exists in NYC and London or on the pages of magazines and the internet. Why do I like it? Well...it fulfills my desire to time travel to the Victorian age with the benifit of modern hygiene and pharmaceuticals like penicillin and for Carrie--deodorant! Plus, you get to wear beautiful clothes. And the boys...yum! I have a thing for men in regular suits but when they are all decked out in top hats and satin vests...golly! :)
Eastern European men. Ok, here's the thing with that. I like men who have prominent features and they usually do. I don't know, I want a face to have character I guess; gimme a large nose or high cheek bones or a strong chin...I am not really the girl who likes the all-American guy look. Well, there was a fella there that night who fit the bill and had this very, um, intense aura and stare that made me all gushy inside. (Plus in that garb and black leather gloves...gosh) I was able to dance with him once to a song that was such a perfect fit, but then he just kinda disappeared. We have begun referring to him as My Russian. Who knows, he could be a complete hick but for now, I get to choose, so he's Russian. I suppose you are asking yourself, "Why Christine, if you danced with him why did you not talk to him?" Yeah, remember how I'm not very good at the whole boy-girl thing? I always have to make sure I'm being flirted with or that he was actually dancing with me and then by the time Court had convinced me...too late. Ah well.
What else? OH yeah. Bishop Allen. Courtney and I had a great time for the what, hour we were there? It was not supposed to start until 10 with THREE opening bands so we got there at 10:20 and heard the last song of the last opening band. Bishop Allen didn't disappoint BUT because of the timing we missed out on hanging out with Ashlee which made us sad.
Gee, reading over this, aren't you THRILLED that you waited? Sigh...I've got to become more interesting and less explain-y. |
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| Place holder until real post---tomorrow maybe? |
[Mar. 19th, 2009|01:31 am] |
I NEED to do a post. I have a lot of things to say but it is 1:30 a.m. and should be in bed. Correction: should have been in bed a long time ago.
So for now, topics to whet the appetite:
1) Brass Ball=HOT BOYS in Victorian garb.
2) Me likey the looks of Eastern European men with intense stares.
3) I'm scaring myself a bit with my determination to be a bit more steampunk. I feel the need to organize...the DFW steampunk people have no idea what might be coming their way.
4) CONGRATULATIONS!!! to seamusmclean on the new job! Way to go!
5) Bishop Allen is awesome live but the House of Blues needs to be better on their website about show times...
I'm sure there's more but if I add another number I will have to go to 10 because I'm OCD like that. Hope you are all well and that you are as happy as you can be. Talk to you guys soon. Promise. (I know you are all biting your nails in eager anticipation of that!) |
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[Dec. 29th, 2008|11:32 pm] |
Yeah, you know I don't do these very often but this one is kinda fun. PLUS after I got the quote I decided that the Meme Gods had a hand in this so I posted it. Thanks to sinnrsandsaints
So now it is your turn.....DO IT.
The Rules
1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first article title on the page is the name of your band.
2. http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.
3.http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
4.Use your graphics program of choice to throw them together and post the result as a comment in this post. Also, pass it along in your own journal because it's more amusing that way.
I do hope this doesn't break your friends page...
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[Dec. 17th, 2008|07:18 pm] |
There are MUPPETS on my T.V.!!!!!
that is all. :) |
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