I’m trying to tell you something about my life
Maybe give me insight between black and white
And the best thing youve ever done for me
Is to help me take my life less seriously
Its only life after all
Yeah
Well darkness has a hunger that’s insatiable
And lightness has a call that’s hard to hear
I wrap my fear around me like a blanket
I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it
Im crawling on your shores
I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains
There’s more than one answer to these questions
Pointing me in a crooked line
And the less I seek my source for some definitive
(the less I seek my source)
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine
And I went to see the doctor of philosophy
With a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee
He never did marry or see a b-grade movie
He graded my performance, he said he could see through me
I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind
Got my paper and I was free
I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains
There’s more than one answer to these questions
Pointing me in a crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
(the less I seek my source)
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine
I stopped by the bar at 3 a.m.
To seek solace in a bottle or possibly a friend
And I woke up with a headache like my head against a board
Twice as cloudy as Id been the night before
And I went in seeking clarity.
I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains
Yeah we go to the doctor, we go to the mountains
We look to the children, we drink from the fountains
Yeah we go to the bible, we go through the workout
We read up on revival and we stand up for the lookout
There’s more than one answer to these questions
Pointing me in a crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
(the less I seek my source)
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine
Great song. Very philosophical, and much of the lyrics resonate with me, totally aside from the fact that it’s hard to avoid tapping your foot while listening to it.
♥ 23 February 2009 , Tags : links, random , Comments Off
And the word is qualia. I have no idea where I would use this, but if I can find a way to use “paradigm” in everyday conversation (which I have done), I can surely find a way to work “qualia” into a conversation, even if I have to construct the entire conversation so that I can…
I laughed so hard I had tears in my eyes. It’s just really, really funny for multiple reasons. You might even want to watch it repeatedly (I know I did!).
♥ 18 February 2009 , Tags : general , Comments Off
The Fluffy Bunny Song – Sweet Little Granny
This is from a very entertaining kid’s show, by the way, called, The Secret Show. Sweet Little Granny and The Fluffy Bunny Show always get rudely taken over by a bunch of secret agents who have a show so secret it doesn’t even have its own time slot…
♥ 17 February 2009 , Tags : food, recipe , Comments Off
Lacto-ovo vegatarian (has cheese in it), very quick, extremely delicious, and Low GI, especially if you use a wholemeal pasta. I made this tonight with fresh oregano and basil from the garden. Delicious! I’m not sure how much fresh oregano I used, sorry (I’m kind of a “wing it” cook). Maybe four tablespoons or so when it was all chopped. Serves 4 (or possibly 6, if you also serve bread and salad on the side).
Ingredients
250-300 g (8-10 ounces) any type pasta, your preference (I like to use wholemeal penne)
1/2 to 2/3 cup roughly chopped basil
3-4 fresh tomatoes, diced OR 1 425 g (15 oz) can of crushed tomatoes
1/2 tablespoon extra virgin olive oil
2-4 cloves garlic, minced
1/8 cup good balsamic vinegar
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon fresh ground pepper
1/2 teaspoon dried oregano
1/8 cup grated parmesan cheese
Directions
1. Chop the tomatoes, garlic, etc. before boiling the pasta.
2. Start the pasta boiling while you prepare the sauce.
3. In a heavy frying pan, cook the garlic in olive oil over medium heat for about two minutes, until the garlic is golden and the aroma is released.
4. Add tomatoes, balsamic vinegar, oregano, pepper, and salt, and cover, simmering on low heat for 7-10 minutes until the tomatoes fall apart (if using fresh) and the sauce has reduced.
5. Drain cooked pasta, add to tomato sauce, along with the chopped basil and parmesean cheese. Toss all ingredients together.
It can take a couple of tries to get this to your taste. This was the second time I made it, and I liked it better with the tinned tomatoes than with fresh, surprisingly, but experiment until you get it the way you like it. The recipe above was just right for our taste.
♥ 13 February 2009 , Tags : music, video , Comments Off
February 13 is Peter Gabriel’s birthday (he’s 59 this year). When I read that, it made me want to listen to some Peter Gabriel music, so I am.
My favourite Peter Gabriel song, spiritually very powerful (which is amazing, because I think Peter, himself, is atheist or agnostic; he wanted to write a song that would be one that you couldn’t tell if it was a love song or a song to God, and he certainly succeeded):
And, of course, there is the brilliantly animated and delightfully sexual:
Happy birthday, Peter. Thanks for the great music.
The place where I come from is a small town
They think so small
They use small words – but not me
I’m smarter than that
I worked it out
Ive been stretching my mouth
To let those big words come right out
♥ 13 February 2009 , Tags : australia, links , Comments Off
If you’ve been following my Twitter feed, you’ll know that the disaster of the Victorian bushfires has been very much on my mind. If you’re interested in a good breakdown of what’s been happening, I very much recommend the Wikipedia page on the 2009 Victorian bushires. It’s a very well-written article, and no doubt is being updated regularly.
And in case anyone is wondering, we’re all fine. We’re not too terribly far from some areas that did have bushfires, though, and on Saturday there was a tremendous plume of orange smoke clearly visible from our front door as parts of Ferntree Gully burned. Other than having some various allergic reactions to the smoke in the air (sticky, itchy, watery eyes, sore throat, nasal congestion, etc.), we’re all well, and for that I’m grateful.
Still, it utterly guts me and breaks my heart when I consider the suffering that this tragedy has wrought. If you’d like to do a good thing for thousands of now-homeless people who have lost everything, consider a donation to the Red Cross Victorian Bushfire Appeal. Thanks.
