Last Splash

The gene pool could use a little Chlorine.

What's with all the Queen remakes lately? They're okay, but honestly, no one can touch Queen or Freddie Mercury, so if you like the music, for God's sake go out and buy a damn Queen CD, don't buy some CD with Constantine from American Idol singing 'Bohemian Rhapsody'.

Normally, I hate remakes, especially when they decide to change a few words or phrases to make it more pop-relevant, but I have to admit I LOVE the Black Flag reference in The Atari's version of 'Boys of Summer', and it's really not a bad remake. And what could be better than Cake's version of Gloria Gaynor's 'I Will Survive'? "I should've changed my fucking locks"...yeah, that's what she should've said the first time.

So, I've listened to David Gray 3 times now, and I love it. The only flaw I found on the album are Track 4: 'Nos Da Cariad' is really not my style. Oh, and it creeps me out that he thanked Michael McDonald in the liner notes ("Here's a girl that doesn't like Michael McDonald." Sidenote: if you ever get the chance to see Frank Calliendo's stand-up show, do it!)

So far the Foo Fighters CD is good, but 'Best of You' is still the best track on the "heavy" disk. I'll take a listen to disc number 2 and see what I think.

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music theory

See, I promised myself I wouldn't write about work, but it's my damn blog...what the hell is it for anyway? So, work is good. It's great, even. My boss is gone for six weeks on a temporary promotion, so I'm in charge. Seems great if you like *power trips* but then I sit down and realize, it's mine...for fourth quarter. Damn. So, what happens in December? What if she doesn't want the permanent position? I'm okay with that, because I'm patient. I will fight for what I want and the truth is, I don't WANT a new store. I want my store. I don't care if it's a longer drive, it's my staff, my schedules, my visuals, my numbers and charts and graphs (no, actually, those came with...). I know I sound me me me right now, but honestly, she's done a great job training me, and she's ready to move on. Other managers call me for advice, questions, to talk to their assistants, and I'm starting to make some connections throughout our district. My biggest fear? That she'll leave and my DM will hire a new manager because she's giving me whatever new store is opening in my area. But I don't want a new store. The new store will be closer to where I want to settle, yes, but it will be half the volume of mine. Loud sigh. Fourth quarter. A lot of pressure. We set ourselves a goal of 2.5M (a little more than 500K above last year) and I've got a million to go. Alone. It's my test. We'll see how bad I want it.

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the retail beast

I have my David Gray back. Went out and bought the new one (Life in Slow Motion) and am listening to track two (The One I Love) which I've already heard but is just fantastic.

Picked up the Foo Fighters at the same time. I think 'Best of You' is the best song anyone is playing on the radio right now.

I'll let you know how it is (both of them). P.S. In case Jack Johnson is a member of mo'time or reads this blog: Will you marry me?

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music theory

Why won't my computer read my David Gray CD? I really want to hear it right now, but my media player won't read it. Counting Crows, burned on the same type of disc, works just fine; Jason Mraz is great. But not David Gray. What the hell is that about? Ahhh, that David Gray. I was so upset when I found out he was married. A man's voice (not to mention his lyrical abilities) is one of the greatest pleasures in the world. Adam Duritz on 'August and Everything After', man oh man, there's so much raw emotion there, all you have to do is lie on the floor with your eyes closed and the fan running full blast and just...listen. David Gray's voice, though, is all dark mystery, quietly contained depression and sensuality all at once. It's perfect. A perfect Friday night: just me and Guiness and 'White Ladder'.

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music theory

Sigh. A continuance of yesterday's post, really. I've decided to do Weight Watchers again. But I swear to God, if I have to trade my amazing breasts in to be skinny, I'll stop.

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meow

Sigh...why are we, as women, so catty? Haven't we all learned by now that we aren't going to end up alone (unless we want to) no matter how much other women are thinner, prettier, funnier, smarter than us? Of course we haven't. Ask yourself this, who taught us to believe that men will always want what's better, and they are trained to stray, even if only with their eyes? Was it Dr.Phil, or Sally Jesse Raphael? History lessons of Henry VIII, the acceptance of polygamy in certain religions (and cults), Girls Gone Wild videos, or watching eighteen seasons of The Real World? Maybe it's us (lightbulb). Maybe they get tired of us bitching and complaining about how we look, comparing ourselves to other women, and pointing out other girls' flaws and assets. We all have things we love and hate about ourselves, no matter what size or how attractive we are. I work very closely with a group of women, and I'm always shocked at how the thin, beautiful, mother of a twelve year old that doesn't look a day over twenty five reveals the things she hates about her body. Her body image isn't any better than mine in all my amazon, "her face is really pretty", "she'd make a great plus-size model" glory. Confession: on my path downwards to self-loathing a couple of years ago, I actually used to get angry when I'd see a moderately attractive guy out with a girl that was in no way attractive, drab hair, acne, glasses, but smaller than a size six. "He's only with her because of her body." What?! What was wrong with me that I could forget about love, sense of humor, compassion, kindness, spontanaeity as a reason for pairing up? Why was I so angry that I had been given a beautiful face, but the kind of body that *wink* white boys just don't go for? I guess what I'm trying to say here is, women of the world, large and small, I know we're all feeling the same thing, and just try to remember what Cosmo's been telling us for years: the number one thing men find attractive in women is confidence. God, I hate admitting that Cosmo's right.

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meow

My first post in my first blog. What's a blog, anyway? Who came up with the name of this space, because I'm seriously having issues with it. It sounds like jell-o, like a word I would use to describe something found in the sink or an oilcan.

Who knows what this one will be about. My terrible punctuation. My patented ... writing style (meant to showcase the terrific "..." which means 'I don't feel like explaining myself, but you get it, right?'). All of the books I have stacked on my shelf to read. The frighteningly particular stacking system I have because I've run out of space and although I want to keep Every Single One there are some that I have to recycle back to the used bookstore. Seven. Seven books in my stack to read, and at least one on the way through a mail order club. How many do you read at a time? I bank on two or three. (Not, literally, at the same time...there I am with the commas again.)

So, I'm pretty complicated. I won't lie. I'm a woman, and we just don't see things logically, and I'm not scared to admit that. I can take anything you throw at me, and I'm the "jack of all trades, master of none" type, so I manage to wrap my brain around every little fact that interests me. If anyone actually reads this, you'll probably end up thinking "what a crazy..." I don't think I can finish that sentence on here. Childproof. Welcome to the ride.

 

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