Continuing this week’s UK theme, here’s RóisÃn Murphy with “Primitive.”
Month: September 2010
Random 10 9-10
Last week. This week:
- “Secret Garden” by Bruce Springsteen
She’ll let you in her heart if you got a hammer and a vise - “Don’t Worry, Be Happy” by Bobby McFerrin, guessed by Clayton
You might want to sing it note for note - “I Met a Girl” by Wheat
Everyone stands on the corner promiscuously - “Life Is a Rock (But the Radio Rolled Me)” by Reunion, guessed by Occupant
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie - “Love in the Library” by Jimmy Buffett, guessed by Betty
She was standing in fiction stretched high on bare feet - “Not Enough Love in the World” by Don Henley, guessed by Clayton
I don’t know if even Heaven knows - “Finding You” by Tom Russell
And I’ll pray to any god who leaves the light on late at night - “Souvenirs” by Christine Fellows
Crosswords hidden in the landscape - “15 Minutes Away” by K’naan
It felt so good when she said write down this eleven digits - “Imagine” by John Lennon, guessed by Clayton
I hope someday you’ll join us
And so it goes. Good luck!
Beachfront property
So this morning, I got up early and went to the beach. No particular reason, except that the weather’s still been pretty nice, and, despite living maybe twenty minutes from the Atlantic ocean, I can’t remember the last time I went near the beach.
It was nice. I walked along the boardwalk for a few miles, listened to a podcast, and took some photographs. I left before parking lots started to fill up.
I’m not sure if I got my full $10-parking-fee’s worth, but I’m glad I went. I’ve never been too much of a beach person — partly because I don’t have that bathing-suit, Charles Atlas physique, partly because I don’t like sand in my shoes — but it was quite pretty out by the water in the morning sun.
The rest of the day, I spent mostly just cleaning. It’s amazing how much of that there can be when you a) have too much stuff, b) are way too disorganized for your own good, and c) decide foolishly to rearrange all the furniture in your room all by yourself.
I think I may finish tomorrow.
And then tonight, I ordered Chinese food. I ended up with more food than I expected — it’s just me, still, with my parents due back Saturday — but there’s always leftovers. My fortune…well, I’m not quite sure how to interpret this: “Your luck is about to change.” Hopeful, ominous, inscrutable?
Song of the day
“The Ballad of Sir Frankie Crisp” by George Harrison.
Wednesdayzed and confused
I have reason to suspect that today is Wednesday, but so far definitive proof has eluded me.
I spent a good chunk of the day cleaning and watching television. If you’ve been looking for the world, I’ve had it over here, on this piece of string.