Gingers pick of the week.....Lily Alan again.

Okay, so basically she's friggin' awesome. And this song is hilarious and my new theme song. In case you were wondering, this is not why I have anger issues.



Oh he treats me with respect,
He says he loves me all the time,
He calls me 15 times a day,
He likes to make sure that I'm fine,
You know I've never met a man,
Whose made me feel quite so secure,
He's not like all them other boys,
They're all so dumb and immature.

There's just one thing,
That's getting in the way,
When we go up to bed your just no good,
Its such a shame,
I look into your eyes,
I want to get to know you,
And then you make this noise,
And apparently its all over.

Its not fair,
And I think your really mean,
I think your really mean,
I think your really mean.

Oh your supposed to care,
But you never make me scream,
You never make me scream.

Oh it's not fair,
And it's really not OK,
It's really not OK,
It's really not OK.

Oh your supposed to care,
But all you do is take,
Yeah all you do is take.

Oh I lie here in the wet patch,
In the middle of the bed,
I'm feeling pretty damn hard done by,
I spent ages giving head.

Then I remember all the nice things,
That you ever said to me,
Maybe I'm just over reacting,
Maybe your the one for me.

There's just one thing,
That's getting in the way,
When we go up to bed your just no good,
Its such a shame,
I look into your eyes,
I want to get to know you,
And then you make this noise,
And apparently its all over.

Its not fair,
And I think your really mean,
I think your really mean,
I think your really mean.

Oh your supposed to care,
But you never make me scream,
You never make me scream.

Oh it's not fair,
And it's really not OK,
It's really not OK,
It's really not OK.

Oh your supposed to care,
But all you do is take,
Yeah all you do is take.

There's just one thing,
That's getting in the way,
When we go up to bed your just no good,
Its such a shame.
I look into your eyes,
I want to get to know you,
And then you make this noise,
And apparently its all over.

Its not fair,
And I think your really mean,
I think your really mean,
I think your really mean.

Oh your supposed to care,
But you never make me scream,
You never make me scream.

Oh it's not fair,
And it's really not OK,
It's really not OK,
It's really not OK.

Oh your supposed to care,
But all you do is take,
Yeah all you do is take.

This is how I'm feeling today....Not for the faint of heart.

Seriously people....If you have issues with excessive profanity....You should not click play. Consider yourself warned.




So, I've been vacillating between anger and hurt the last couple of weeks. I prefer anger....it feels stronger. Hurt is just weak. Whenever I start to feel hurt, I listen to this and it pushes me squarely back into the angry category.

Can you support the possibility of the existence of angels and their ability to have an impact on the human experience?

This is some funny shiz right here. We all know angels don't exist.

Beyoncé - New Music - More Music Videos

What is my life? What makes me?

For Chops.....

"Love, love, is a verb. Love is a doing word, feel the sunlight break." Basically, I heart House M.D. and he hearts me. This song, I LOVE, and it is in the opening credits to my favorite show EVER! Seriously...NOT as COOL as your previous post....but it's close. Plus it's one of those songs where you can put it on, lay on your back, look up and just..........think. Reflect, and then think some more. What is my life? What makes me? Am I living it the way I WANT to live it?

Ah...I leave you with one of my favorite and newly discovered life quotes from a book I've been reading. "Does not something in you stir a little, a yearning to live?" Are you stirring? Are you yearning? I'm yearning. Yep. I don't see the point of letting life pass you by, why do we let it slip through our fingers? Grab life by the arse and SQUEEZE! Gah!

"Don't ask youself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive, and go do that, because what the world needs is people who have come alive!" - Gil Bailie.

It's time to come alive people. If you need to use Massive Attack -Tear Drop to get there, do it. Watch out, I may drop some Andain on you next week.....just to see if you're thinking enough! I'm crazy alright, but I'm no robot. And that's all I can ask of myself. DANG.

Mother of pearl. I gotta stop hitting "publish post" without proofing this stuff. That was some serious funk I just layed down. I cant let that be the top of the blog. Here. Enjoy some Fischerspooner. These guys are crazier than Amberd. Well.. maybe not. She's pretty loopy. But these guys are close. They make me want to do The Robot. But then I remember that I'm too white to do that and just end up doin the white boy shuffle. Maybe Amberd will come visit one day and teach me some real moves. I think Mrs Chops interest is beginning to wane....

FISCHERSPOONER - Never Win (rUmPeLsTiLtSkIn)

Manly Music Monday

Yesterday I was having a great day. We went for a walk with the whole family. It was warm but there was a cool breeze blowing. The kiddos all picked wildflowers and chased frogs and turtles in the bayou. We got back and I went to get something from the Harry Potter closet and bumped my head. As I was reeling Scooter came and started telling me something. I yelled at her to "Shut up and go away!". She left crying. 



The other day I was playing with Mo. I was tickling him and he was laughing that free careless open mouth all in laugh that only little kids seem to really have. We played cars too and he was having such a good time. Then I told him it was time for bed and he threw a HUGE tantrum. He was screaming and screaming and I spanked his mouth. He stopped screaming and just looked at me like I was a monster.



Am I a terrible Dad for yelling at my kids and making them cry? Probably. Am I a great dad for taking long walks with them and playing cars for hours? I hope so. Which one is the one I "really" am? Am I really a big meanie that does some nice things to look good? Or am I really a good person with some (serious) flaws? 


Anywho, this is Conor Oberst. He released his first album when he was 13. Yeah, 13. My greatest accomplishment at 13 was that I had 2 nipple hairs. He is the front man for Bright Eyes as well as Desaparecidos and the The Mystic Valley Band. Which one is the real Conor? Heck if I know. But he makes great music. I'll take him anyway I can, even if that means I get some crazy mixed in with the sweet. 

For a real Schitzo treat hit play on all three at the same time.

Manly Music Monday

Yesterday I was having a great day. We went for a walk with the whole family. It was warm but there was a cool breeze blowing. The kiddos all picked wildflowers and chased frogs and turtles in the bayou. We got back and I went to get something from the Harry Potter closet and bumped my head. As I was reeling Scooter came and started telling me something. I yelled her to "Shut up and go away!". She left crying. 



The other day I was playing with Mo. I was tickling him and he was laughing that free careless open mouth all in laugh that only little kids seem to really have. We played cars too and he was having such a good time. Then I told him it was time for bed and he threw a HUGE tantrum. He was screaming and screaming and I spanked his mouth. He stopped screaming and just looked at me like I was a monster.



Am I a terrible Dad for yelling at my kids and making them cry? Probably. Am I a great dad for taking long walks with them and playing cars for hours? I hope so. Which one is the one I "really" am? Am I really a big meanie that does some nice things to look good? Or am I really a good person with some (serious) flaws? 


Anywho, this is Conor Oberst. He released his first album when he was 13. Yeah, 13. My greatest accomplishment at 13 was that I had 2 nipple hairs. He is the front man for Bright Eyes as well as Desaparecidos and the The Mystic Valley Band. Which one is the real Conor? Heck if I know. But he makes great music. I'll take him anyway I can.