The biggest problem I have with vacations is digging out from the pile of Worky Detritus that accumulates while I am away. And aggravating all of this was the need to ride the Great Silver Aerial Bus to Sweat City this week, there to spend time with the Grand Panjandrums and Factotums of the Great Corporate Salt Mine.
One of the minor highlights of my trip was a Bidnis Dinner at which I received Official Recognition for having
The benefits of such longevity are severalfold. One, I got a snazzy Lapel Pin. Two, I got a modest gift of my own choosing, selected from an assortment of Miscellaneous Gew-Gaws. I had decided upon a digital video camera, the better to help me inflict my Visual Perversion upon the world. YouTube, look out!
But the best little 30-Year Trinket of all is my having earned another week of annual Vacation Time. I’m now up to six weeks. Schweet!
No time for vacation now, though. Sunday evening, I will begin yet another journey to Saint John, New Brunswick, just in time to recharge my Blueberry Batteries, stock up on some yummy, yummy dulce, and pay a visit to my Blog-Niece and her dashing hubby.
Meanwhile, let’s just see what’s percolating in the iPod d’Elisson...
- Longer Boats - Cat Stevens
- When I’m Sixty-Four - The Beatles
- Bitches Brew - Miles Davis
- Evenstar (featuring Isabel Bayrakdarian) - Howard Shore
- Tiny Dancer - Ben Folds
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you’ll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she’s in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can’t hear me
When I say softly, slowly
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you’ll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she’s in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand - Courage, The Cowardly Dog - They Might Be Giants
- In Taberna - Christian Thielemann, Orff: Carmina Burana
- Thick As A Brick (entire album) - Jethro Tull
- Act II, Scene 1 - The Temple - Philip Glass, Akhnaten
- 3rd Planet - Modest Mouse
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