Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Tuesday Afternoon--Fish Fodder

No wait it's Wednesday, but I was really thinking that Mr. Fishy was trying to be funny this morning when that song filled my office. Then it dawned on me. Duh! It's Wednesday.

My amusement went out the window right there, but it didn't stop me from wanting to ballet dance my way through the song. Don't ask. I always find myself doing some form of dance to that song, even today when I was at work. (It's a good thing I'm alone most of the time. That could be embarrassing)

I also noticed that Fishy played a good number of "bad" artists, if you recall, from the list I posted yesterday.

He played one song that made me think of a word our Fishy seems to like: Stinkbomb.

The song played?

The Rolling Stones - Beast Of Burden

The stinkbomb?

Bette Midler - Beast Of Burden

Mind you, I like Bette Midler and I actually like her version when accompanied by the video, but somehow I can see Fishy saying it was a stinkbomb, kinda like the Bowie and Jagger version of Dancing In The Street.

Hmmm I wonder what other songs he considers stinkbombs, besides that Shaun Cassidy song he played yesterday, and I have to agree with him on that one.

I could give him a few suggestions....Hot Rod Lincoln...Yummy Yummy Yummy!

No More Pictures Mom

It's that time of year again, when the only pictures my camera takes are of my cats, specifically of the baby of the bunch, Oogie. From the looks of things, he's had enough of it too.


It's not fair. It's too cold to go walking anywhere, because who ever heard of a Mistress Of The Dark-icle? No one! If there was one, I can assure you it wouldn't be a pretty sight either.


Plus the weather takes turns for the worse on the weekend, so if I wanted to get some nice snow scenes at Mingo Creek Park, it isn't likely to happen.

~big sigh~

Now will someone tell Oogie that he has to sit pretty for the camera for at least one more month?

More Hunks

How do I love Gordon? Let me count the ways.

1. At 68 he's still going strong despite many health issues.

2. He's one of those artists that can sing the phone book and still sound fantastic.

3. He's 68 and he's still pretty darn good looking.

4. He writes the best songs like Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald, Sundown, Inspiration Lady and Couchiching.

Peter Noone is the cutest darn thing because:

1. Big baby blue eyes.

2. He tells funny stories

3. He looks pretty darn good in rubber trousers.

4. He's got a great sense of humor.

5. He's really a nice guy when it comes to his fans.

6. He can sing just about anything. Ferry Cross The Youghiogheny is one of my favorites.

Why do I love Gary Puckett?

1. Lady's now or never. Sing it with me damn it!

2. He sings in a key in which I'm (and most other people) aren't familiar.

3. How can you not love that face?

4. Another great guy with the fans.

5. Anyone that can wear a shirt that hideous and still look cute gets my vote of hunkyness.

Why is Fish always a hunk?

1. He's too darn cute not to be.

2. He brings me a great deal of amusement during the hours when I would prefer to be under my nice warm covers SLEEPING instead of getting ready for work and working.

3. I think it's that ornery grin.

4. How can you not like a guy who calls himself Fish.

5. He puts up with my emails and hasn't killed me yet. Oh and golf clap! His emails have been longer than 10 words lately. I'm so proud.

Happy Hump Day!

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Only Because I Love You

Good natured teasing is a part of my personality. I have mock fistfights with my mum and sister all the time and we razz each other like 12 year olds to keep our sanity.

I tell everyone that I know, if I pick on you, chances are I like you. If I ignore you, well then you might have something to worry about, if my opinion matters to you. Chances are it doesn't though, so not to worry.

The fifteen year old nephew somehow doesn't get this, yet the boy practically lives with us. Silly kid doesn't realize that I'd do just about anything for him. But it always comes with a little teasing for good measure. He's going to be going to another concert with me in Oct. Kisses to a certain DJ (who I love to tease here) for sharing the info about the show. He made me a very happy girl today.

I'm sure a lot of people won't get this, but it's a sign of love for me. If I feel comfortable enough to tease you than I most likely care about you.

It makes perfect sense to me.

Fish Fodder aka Fish Revelations

Firstly, Mr. Fishy gets a huge sloppy wet kiss from me for imparting some info on an upcoming concert to Uniontown. I hope there isn't a Mrs. Fishy or a Ms. Fishy that will come kick my butt for that.

Jill needs to mark Oct 6 on the calender, because she needs to come and help me terrorize people in Uniontown.

Today's Fish Fodder is about coffee. Mr. Fishy was imparting a rather amusing story about a man that runs and cafe in Somewhere Other Than Here, USA that is making pastries that contain either coffee or caffeine. Mr. Fishy can correct me on which one is right if he's so disposed, or if you want to know more, email him and tell him Andrea sent you and you want to hear the coffee story. (He'll know of whom you speak, especially if you say you read about it on my blog)

Well it seems Mr. Fishy consumes 2 Pots of coffee a day. Well, woot! Now I know approximately how much coffee it takes to make a Fish perky at 6 a.m. when that Fish has to be awake at the ungodly...nay...the unhuman hour of 3 in the morning.

Well cross one more thing off the 101 Things To Do With Fish list!

Now if this girl would consume that much coffee in one day. I would be bouncing off walls and I'd probably be admited to the hospital for some atrial attack. I need soda. It's less dangerous unless it's all I consume on a day at Cedar Point, but that's another story altogether.

I could just imagine what would happen if those caffeine injected donuts were consumed too. Sugar rush meet caffeine rush. I'd be bouncing off walls, talking faster than the speed of light and my heart would probably explode at some point. I bet a certain Fishy would be swimming really fast in his bowl too.

Now who wants a nice normal caffeine buzz?

Music Makes You Gay

I was trolling my friends list over at Livejournal when I came upon this. It seems there's some fucktard group (pardon my french, I cuss when I'm aggravated) that seems to think that listening to certain music will either turn you gay or make you embrace all that is gay in the world.


Go on, click the link and see some of the artists that are on the "watch for" list.

Frank Sinatra!


The Doors, The Stones, Kansas?

I just shake my head in confusion on this one.

Boy George has an asterik by his name though I'm not sure why. My belief is not only will he turn you gay but you'll be really lousy at applying makeup. (Probably because of all the drugs in your system that you took so you could emulate him)

I figured, from looking at the list, I'm well on my way to becoming gay. We all know I love Depeche Mode and Erasure.

I guess the little DJ shouldn't worry about me hitting on him, because any day now he won't be my type!

A Little Something To Make You Go Hmmmm

Yesterday in my infinite boredom at work I was listening to 99.3 The Pickle. That's nothing new, but in my listening I heard something that made me laugh so hard I nearly fell out of my chair. It's one of the winter station IDs.

When it's cold outside snuggle up to(with) The Pickle.

Why does that sound really really dirty to me? Why does it sound like The Pickle should probably take double A batteries and not be playing music. Though it suddenly makes the phrase "good time rock n' roll" seem a bit more amusing.

Please tell me I'm not the only one with a dirty mind. I mean I know my mind is naturally in the gutter but I just want to make sure that this time I'm not alone.

I'll bite my tongue and refrain from saying that there are other things that I'd rather snuggle up to (with) then a Pickle.

God, now I have a mental image that just won't go away. It's probably a good thing that it's The Pickle and not The Zucchini.

Monday, January 29, 2007

Fish Revelations

Almost everyday my favorite DJ from The Pickle sputters something out that gives me a weird mental image or makes me cock my head to the side like a confused puppy dog. I've decided that I'm going to share some odd "Fish" stories on a regular basis.

Take today for instance. Mr. Fishy man was grumble/whining (I can never really tell which he's doing) about cleaning off the roof of his Jeep at 3:15 in the morning.

Firstly, I'm hoping he's got something respectable like the Grand Cherokee and not the traditional Jeep. But I'm not going to critique his choice of vehicle. Who am I to judge, I drive Bernie the Pondmobile.

Secondly, I hope he's paid a reasonable salary, because only money could motivate me to be awake and cleaning my car hours before the asscrack of dawn so that I could get to work on time.

Of course after all of this...I can see Mr. Fish pushing the ole brush and scraper when it's barely above zero, slowly turning into a Fish-icle, while the rest of the world is still sleeping. He could probably freeze to the vehicle and be stuck there for several hours before anyone found his frozen "fishy" self. (I'd better stop here before I get the image of a fish stick in my head..cos Mr. Fish isn't very tall)

Thank god he wasn't giving me the image of speedos again. I've never quite decided how I'm supposed to feel about that mental image. (scared or pleasantly amused)

I Want A 2 Hour Delay

Apparently until you reach the age of 17 or 18 the cold can rot your brain. After you reach that age, fuck it, you can freeze.

I hate listening to all the delays because of the cold. All the little whiney brats that get to sit in their houses for 2 more hours because its cold, while the rest of us are stuck bundling up and starting cars because we're adults and the cold doesn't affect us.

Fuqua! No..Fuck!

I want to stay in my warm, yet very ugly sweatsuit that keeps me warm. I don't want to put on "real" clothes, so I can go to work. Nope, I don't. I want a PJ day. I'm not getting one, however, because PJ days are usually without pay, and I can't afford that. PAH!

Just the thought of getting ready for work sends a chill through me. (My house is always cold in the morning and there's nothing I can do about it) So, here I sit, staring at the clock knowing that soon, very soon, I have to leave my cocoon of warmth so I can join forces with the rest of the adults and turn into a human icicle.

This doesn't mean I have to, or will be, pleasant about it.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Random 10 - Week 90

From those ladies @

10 songs that sum up your weekend...or were on your weekend playlist...and one picture that relates back. (oh, and if you feel like it, tell us why you picked the songs you did)

What was I listening to you ask?

Elvis Costello & Allen Toussaint - Who's Gonna Help A Brother Get Further
(Lordy I've been singing the Ringy Dingy Ding Dong part for the last few hours)

Eleni Mandell - Afternoon
(This is the song that will allow me to keep this CD rather than let it go to some random LaLa person)

Simon and Garfunkel - I Am A Rock
(I always want to call him Garfarkle! I loved Laugh In! Glares at Pickle for getting this song stuck in my head)

George Harrison - Absolutely Sweet Marie
(One of the songs from 12 Arnold Grove. Lost Harrison stuff is wonderful. Everyone should hear it. Life is not complete until you do.)

Duran Duran - Save A Prayer
(This was the highlight of my trip to Walmart. How often is good music playing in the store from hell?)

Bitter Sweet - Bittersweet Faith
(Have I mentioned it's time to purchase this CD before my CDR dies a painful death?)

Paul McCartney - Maybe I'm Amazed
(The best love song ever written. Enough said)

Midge Ure - Little One
(The album Pure is one of my absolute favorites in my CD collection)

They Might Be Giants - Birdhouse In Your Soul
(My Zen shot this one out at me while exercising, it always makes me smile)

Erasure - Don't Say Your Love Is Killing Me
(New album in May! Squee!)

And now for the picture. A shot of part of the Lodge family; Kirsten, John and baby Kristian. What a sweet family shot. Everyone say Awwww! And how many of you think Kirsten looks a little bit like Linda McCartney? Or is it me?

I Want A Stepper

There was a mini-stepper advertised @ Target today. I want one. I don't want to pay 60 bucks for one unless it's going to do a bit more for my fat butt.

And before you say, "But Mistress your butt is not fat," I will stop you and say, it is my butt and if I think it's large, than it's large.

These are my self esteem issues and I'll deal with them as I see fit. And right now I'm kinda desperate to feel pretty. Thin and pretty to be perfectly honest. So if it means buying a stepper so that I don't feel like a fat cow, well then I'll do it. If it means spending $11 bucks on hair color or $50 bucks on something for my skin, then guess what? I'll do it.

I need stuff like that to make me feel good. Because I don't get that reassurance from anyone that would make it better for me. Parents and friends don't make it feel better.

Yes, I'm in a funk right now.

No, I don't think I can change it anytime soon.

Oh and have I mentioned lately that my least favorite holiday is coming up in two weeks? The holiday that makes me even more bitter and cranky than I am right now?


I hate Valentine's Day.

Way to make a girl feel insecure...or rather more insecure.


No I'm not talking about a David Bowie song that oddly is irking me right now. I can't imagine why. Nevermind that. Its not what I'm rambling about anyway.

Sometime yesterday I decided I needed to listen to this album again. I think it was while I was making Squirt's mix CD and quite possibly because I was still unsure of my feelings about the Eleni Mandell CD I got from La La.

I think it's possible that I can say that I "like" this disc now. I would still prefer Mr. Costello work alone on his next record, unless he decides to do an album with his wife. But that's neither here nor there or even somewhere else. There's still some parts that annoy, like Elvis ripping off one of his own songs, namely Brutal Youth's Rocking Horse Road on Six Fingered Man.

I used Who's Gonna Help A Brother Get Further on Squirt's CD. It's actually my favorite song on the album. It's also the one song that Elvis doesn't do lead vocals on. Go figure.

I can't believe I've actually devoted the last few hours to listening to it. I have a new appreciation for songs like The Sharpest Thorn and Nearer To You, the later for odd reasons I don't care to get into. Download it and see if you can guess for yourself.

I'm still not sure if it really deserves nominated for the Grammy Awards. It's a good album, yes, but when you compare it to some of his other albums, well it just doesn't stand up. When I Was Cruel was a hundred times better and the album was all him.

I'm just glad I can tolerate this album now. I was kinda sad that I was getting annoyed by so many of my Elvis CDs lately.

Saturday, January 27, 2007

For Squirt

One of my mix requesters was my good friend Squirt from Chicago. She stipulated that I should try to refrain from using oldies when I made her mix.

Oh the pain.


I was allowed to use Gordon Lightfoot in the mix though.

This is what I came up with for her. I think its a nice ecclectic mix of tunes. I know she's partial to ambient music so I made sure to include some things like that while throwing in a few things that really make me smile when I hear them.

I still have a few blank CDRs left, so if anyone else wants one...leave a comment. I have another boring day tomorrow to deal with, I might as well make a few mix CDs while I'm dealing with the boredom.

The Word Of The Day Is:

Craptastic This word is most often used by my friend Tina. Today I claim it. It's mine now.

Why is today craptastic?

1. I feel the sudden urge to hurt something. Family members mostly. Have I mentioned how much I can't stand the forced togetherness that I'm stuck with for at least 23 more days?

2. I had this album on my wish list for well over a year.

It's Eleni Mandell's Afternoon. It was recommended to me by the same person that got me into Grey Eye Glances. So needless to say, I was prepared to really really like it. I've given it one listen so far. I'm trying it again, because I hate to make rash judgments on albums. Someday I may regret tossing it aside, if I did. Hey, I like Costello's North now.

I think it came from really starting to love Diana Krall. But back to the Eleni Mandell. It strikes me as countrified jazz with a little rock tossed in for good measure. Does that make sense. She has a deep sultry voice that reminds me of Holly Cole, which should be a good thing, but it's too acoustic. And then there's the song Afternoon, which oddly reminds me of Elvis Costello. Weird. I think it's disappointing to me right now but it may change over time if I let myself listen to it a few more times.

3. Helpful advice. Please stop. It's coming from all directions. I feel like crap right now. Telling me that things will be better isn't going to make me stop feeling like crap. I know that "This too shall pass." I'm not concerned about 23 days from now when my life may return to normal. I'm concerned with right now when I'm feeling particularly miserable. I remember someone telling me to "feel better, girl" after I told them my kitty was dying a month ago. I wanted to slap their cute little head off their cute little shoulders. That's the kind of thing I just don't freaking want to hear right now.

4. I have the need to talk to someone or communicate with someone, but the fear of my evil mood rearing it's ugly head is ruining that. It's a Catch 22, really it is.

Cabin Fever Anyone?

I need out! I need out now! Or bad things will happen. Namely I will start yelling and screaming and going generally postal on anyone that comes in contact with me.

I can't take sitting every day inside. It's drudgery. I go from my house to work and back to my damn house. There's only so much I can do to keep my sanity. Music usually helps. It's not helping right now.

I need to be outside. I need air. I need food that either myself or my mum cooked. I need to be somewhere that's not within 10 miles of Charleroi on Mon.

I have to get out soon. Very soon. Unfortunately the weather doesn't seem to want to comply. Today it's supposed to be warm, but I have stuff to be done around the house and tomorrow when I have free time, SNOW!


I need to be rescued soon. I'm about to go off the deep end.

Friday, January 26, 2007

How To Piss Me Off In One Easy Step

Do you want to know what that step is?

Don't respond to an email when I've sent you one that requires a response or should require a response because you are a friend that gives a flying rats ass about my fragile emotional state.

What is so hard about this?

In the one instance...I throw my hands up. I don't know if I said something that freaked said DJ dude out. Well geeze..I offered to copy 2 George Harrison bootlegs for you. I wasn't asking for personal info. I would have gladly sent them to him care of the station. The address being on a piece of stationary that I have in my house. Lordy! I've offered total strangers the same thing. I would do this for anyone that asked nicely. Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting I truly didn't think I said anything that would make someone disappear completely...and since the offer was made after receiving an article from the person...I thought perhaps he'd want to read my take on the article. Obviously not! Photobucket - Video and Image HostingHell he had the opportunity to say no, f you you skanky wench or any number of things. ARGH!

The other person I understand even less, because it's a freind. I can only think that my emails might have ended up in a spam folder or something. I don't know. It seems to happen when I use my webmail rather than Outlook, which is how I have to access my email when I'm at work. But by now this person should know that I'm not feeling quite the thing and would appreciate a nice email of encouragement or something.

For now...this song is my theme..

The Spinners - Cupid (I've Loved You For A Long Time)

Cupid - Cupid
Draw back your bow
And let
Your arrow go.
Straight to
My lover's heart for me
Nobody but me.
Please hear my cry

And let
Your arrow fly
Straight to
My lover's heart for me.

Now I don't mean to bother you but I'm in distress.
There's danger of me losing all of my happiness
For I love a girl who doesn't know I exist
And this you can fix.

So cupid
Draw back your bow

Now cupid if your arrow makes her love strong for me
I promise I will love her until eternity.
I know between the two of us her heart we can steal

Help me if you will.

So cupid
Draw back your bow

Don't you hear me callin'
My tears keep fallin'
I gotta have a lot of nana.

Cupid - Cupid

Look I've loved you for a long time
Now it's time to make you my baby.
I've loved you for a long time
Now it's time to make you my baby.
I look at you -
You turn away.
I say to you
Please look my way
But you say to me

Leave it alone

And I say
I can't live without you.
I've loved you for a long time
Now it's time to make you my baby.
I've loved you for a long time
Now it's time to make you my baby.
Girl didn't you know that
My love's is for you
And it hurts me so bad
I'm telling you
Come on look at you want.
Try it again

Can't you see I can't live without you.
I've loved you for a long time
Now it's time to make you my baby

Make you my baby.
Draw back your bow
And let
You arrow go
Straight to
My lover's heart for me.
Hear me callin'
Hear the love's getting stronger
All I got to do is callin' louder.
Cupid - Cupid

You Know It's Going To Be A Bad Day...


1. Your radio station in your car gets flipped up to 99.7 WSHH instead of 99.3 WPKL. I should have stayed home from work right then. The day was destined to suck.

2. That certain person didn't respond to an email sent. (Reminds self that it was a snow day and the poor little guy had to read off zillions of delays and closings...)

3. (And this is the clincher) Mr. DJ man neglects to play the song you called in to request. There was no Cupid for me today.

Let's just say my day has sucked royally from about 8 a.m. and its not showing any signs of improvement.

I'd like to call a do over, so I could take back some of the dumb stuff I've done today and have a clean slate. As it is, I'll be listening to WSHH for awhile, which doesn't make me happy. Cos I hate Shania Twain and Celine Dion.

Big Sigh

I need to step back again and pretend that things are normal for a bit. I need to remember why I stopped bothering with anyone other than close friends and family.


Because I know the feelings I have right now aren't getting me anywhere.

The only thing I'm doing is making myself look like a first class idiot. Which is something that I do really well without having to attach emotions I'd prefer not to feel on someone that barely knows I exist.


It's probably better this way. I'm only making a menace of myself. It's best to "Nip it in the bud" as Don Knotts was fond of saying and that's a clip a certain person likes to use.

Must forget. Must remember...crushing on people like Justin Hayward and Elvis Costello and John Lodge is easier and doesn't hurt.

Suffice to say...I requested The Spinner's Cupid today, and now I want to crawl under a rock and die. After all, he's cute and successful and probably a very sweet person...and I'm just not. I'm just a stupid fool that should face the facts that nothing is coming out of this except more hurt for me.

Top 5 On Friday - Week 108

From the ladies (aka me) @

I felt frisky this week, so the meme is a bit different.

Part one: Pick an emotion that best describes how you've been feeling lately. Tell us what emotion it is.

Does lusting count as an emotion? I think it does.

Part two: Top 5 songs that best convey that emotion for you.

Oingo Boingo - Elementary Physics
(This is one of their more punkish new wave songs that went unreleased..)

It's really very simple...I want your body now...get to know you's elementary physics...simple chemistry

Cheap Trick - I Want You To Want Me (live)
(I'm using the live version only because I don't have In Color on my hard drive)

I want you to want me...I need you to need me...I'd love you to love me

Bitter Sweet - The Mating Game
(I always lose at this game I tell you)

Elvis Costello & The Attractions - Inch By Inch
(This song is pretty much pure sex)

As pulses race
I long to see that look upon your face

You can take me outside
You can take me apart
You can take me upstairs
you can take me to heart
You made me love you when
you thought you were so smart
Don't try to stop me when
you told me to start

The Moody Blues - Deep
( Justin wants to go Deep...and that's all that matters.)

Thursday, January 25, 2007

I'm Feeling The Love

Most people that have known me for a long time know that my musical passions extend pretty far. Most decades have a few artists that I really love. (OK, that obsess over) The 60's and the 80's seem to have the most.

A few months back I mentioned that I felt my love for Elvis Costello waning. Oddly this past week has seen that changing. Twice I fell asleep to a lovely mix CD that someone sent me years ago. The tracks are here.

I think I chose that mix because I couldn't find this one, which is one of my favorite mixes for nights when I just can't get to sleep.

I think the only band/artist that I made more single artist mixes of was Oingo Boingo. I could never find the perfect mesh of tracks to make me happy. I have so many unreleased Boingo tracks that it's ridiculous and most of them are really good. Just like Elvis Costello.

Only when I was at the height of my Oingo Boingo obsession I did a series of mixes that broke down the bands music into themes. It took me months to compile, make artwork and burn these discs. I'm glad I learned my lesson after that and chose not to do that for Elvis Costello.

I wonder if anyone remembers the infamous Oingo mix series.

They were

Danny Elfman's Rants aka: Music For An Elfmanic Rant

Romantic Boingo aka: Music For A Candlelit Cemetary

Prophetic Elfman aka: Music from the Prophet Elfman

And my personal favorite: Perverted Boingo aka: Music For A Darkened Alley.

I guess that just shows you that I have a real pervy streak!

There were two other mixes, but I don't have them posted on Art Of The Mix for some strange reason. Those two were: Music For A Macabre Mortuary (songs about death) and Music For A Midnight Mood Swing (pretty self explanatory)

Last night I fell asleep to Candlelit Cemetary, which was the first time I've listened to Oingo in a large dosage in ages. I imagine that's why I had some pretty strange dreams last night. The Elvis Costello mixes are a bit more sedate.

It's nice to have the love flowing freely again for these two artists that I love dearly.

Thursday Thirteen

Thirteen things you might hear me say on any given day.

1. Oye vey! : My command of yiddish pretty much consists of this and a few other terms. It could be because I'm a good (ha ha) catholic girl. (more like a bad one)

2. Stop shoving food down your gaping piehole: usually this is screamed at weight loss commericials that promise insanely impossible results.

3. Fuqua: (pronounce foo-kwa)My fancy way of saying that f-word. Mind you when I'm behind the wheel, I prefer to use the real thing.

4. Fubarred: Defined as f-ed up beyond all repair.

5. I like cereal: Usually said to tick off the 15 year old nephew. It's said by the character Cheese on Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends.

6. So long and thanks for the fish. (Don't ask. You don't want to know)

7. Go to hell in a handbasket wrapped in a butane blanket. (I like to make sure my point is made)

8. I don't f-ing hardly think so: Stolen from the always funny Greg Proops.

9. Allow me to move my ever expanding backside: It's one of those girl things.

10. It's been yonks: Just another way of saying it's been forever.

11. Whatever

12. Deal with it.

13. Yippe Skippy: Usually said in the most sarcastic manner

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

I'm Such A Girlie Girl

And because I'm such a girlie girl there are some things that are very dangerous to my well being and financial situation.

1. Sales at Macy's or Dots or any other clothing store that I might just want to shop at. Macy's however is a real issue for me, as they have the best clothes in petites. Finding things that don't look like something your grandma would wear when you are 5'3 is pretty darn difficult. And this girlie girl likes to look cute.

2. Cosmetic catalogs. It's winter. Apparently all the cosmetic companies thrive on women with dry skin in need of new skin care at this time of year, which means I've been getting catalogs out the wazoo, even though my skin is so oily it could be used to power automobiles at some point. Catalogs with samples are even worse, because inevitably the most expensive thing will actually work.

3. Bath and Body Works. The whole store is a detriment to my financial well being. I dare not walk in. Everything smells so good. I said at Christmas if anyone wanted to get me a gift that would make me happy they need only go as far as that store. i don't think I've smelled anything there that wasn't heavenly. I'm partial to anything smelling of raspberry or vanilla.

4. Movies with Hugh Grant. I swear that none of them are good, except maybe for 2 of them. (About A Boy and Love Actually) But if he's in a flick, I will be there just for eye candy purposes.

5. Movies with Johnny Depp. The plus with Johnny is that none of his movies are bad. Yay!

6. Pink Zen Visions!! My Zen Micro is pink and as soon as the money fairy visits my Zen Vision will be pink and it will have pink rhinestone earbuds too. And all this will be somewhere along the lines of $260. ARGH! Unless the Vision goes on sale again soon.

7. Shoe Stores: The Shoe Dept at Washington Crown Center can break me everytime. Cheap cute shoes!!! ARGH!

I could go on and on, but I think this is enough. Someone save me from myself.

It's Hump Day

And you all know what hump day means, right? It means I parade pictures of my hunks on the blog. But do you really know why I pick the hunks I do? After all, most of the guys make an appearance every week.

Elvis Costello makes the list for a few good reasons.

1. I love geeky boys.

2. He gives some of the best hugs out there.

3. He's smashing to his fans. I've met the man twice and twice enjoyed him telling off the evil nazi-like security at the awful venues we have in Pittsburgh.

4. He speaks his mind. Take the version of The Scarlet Tide he's been singing on his recent tours as an example. (Anyone that wants an mp3 of the song with those lyrics, give me a shout and I'll get the song to you)

5. I've finally gotten over my period of sulking over the last album that I really didn't like even though it's up for a Grammy Award.

Justin Hayward is another long time hunk of mine.

1. The man has the voice of an angel.

2. He looks really good in those jeans

3. Those baby blues

4. He wrote Don't Need A Reindeer!

5. He uses more hairspray than I do.

6. He plays a mean guitar solo. Mmmm The Story In Your Eyes. Best Moodies guitar solo, ever! OK, I fib that's Higher & Higher, but everyone is busy watching Graeme's dance to pay attention to his greatness.

Cliff Richard is one of my newer hunks, though I've loved the song Suddenly since I was in grade school.

1. Look at him, for crying out loud. He's a Living Doll. (Pun intended)

2. His music sticks in my head all the time and I don't mind it. (Even when it's Mistletoe and Wine. The people of the US don't know what they are missing out on by not loving him)

3. Even his bad music is good.

4. He knows how to shake his groove thang!

5. He shakes his groove thang in leather trousers!!!

The Monkees were my first love at 5 and look, I'm 32 and I still love them!

1. They are so darn cute.

2. The music is cheesy pop goodness.

3. The TV show always makes me smile.

4. They kick butt in concert even though half the band didn't know how to play their instruments!

5. Mike Nesmith wrote some damn good songs!

And of course Fish makes the list. How could he not?

1. He's the cutest "Fish" I've ever seen. (Sure beats looking at the carp in Linesville!)

2. He has a good sense of humor. (Thank God!)

3. He plays music that doesn't make me scream! (most of the time)

4. He didn't beat me with a stick after reading the 101 list.

And because yesterday was The State Of The Union...The Mistress of The Dark would like to give her state of the union.

"If I were the queen of the world, tell you what I'd do. I'd throw away the cars and the bars and the wars and make sweet love to you"

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

I Feel Generous

Someone stuck a Ricky Nelson song in my head. I won't mention who they are, they'll know. Damn that Garden Party song. It's made me hungry for Applebees. Maybe this weekend.

But my loss of sanity is neither here nor there. As I said, I'm feeling generous. The La La Gods bestowed some great CDs upon me this month and I found some blank CDRs so I want to make some mix CDs.

Who wants one?

I think I have enough mailing envelopes to send out 5 of them. (If I hit Walmart I could do a few more)

So if you're up for some new music or if you're just curious as to what I might toss on a mix CD, shoot me an email or leave a comment here. Hell, I'll even take theme requests. I love a mix challenge. Oh and I'll even include spiffy artwork.

So go on...take me up on my offer while I'm feeling frisky and generous.

Take Me Back Tuesday - Week 106


Tell us about your first Musical Obsession! We want to know.

Who was it?
I'm pretty sure that for me it was The Monkees back in the late 1970's when WPGH in Pittsburgh used to play the show in reruns every day at 4 o'clock. These guys made my young life very amusing.

Why did you like them?
Well even at 5 I was all about the music and that cute little british guy that said little metal bottle tops in the sweetest way. I was going to marry Davy Jones when I was 5 years old. Mind you, if he asked me to marry him now...I probably wouldn't hesitiate to say yes.

Hey! A girl's got to dream, right?

What were your favorite songs they did?
Daydream Believer (Of course. It would be wrong if it wasn't on the list)

Star Collector (Another Davy song. It took until the mid-80's before I found an LP with that song on it. It was a picture disc, LP at that. I still have it, and it still plays!)

Your Auntie Grizelda (Anyone that didn't like this silly song is just ...I don't know...just anti-silly.)

Gonna Buy Me A Dog (Another silly one, but at 5 what can you expect. Ok, I still like that one, sue me.

Laugh (The song from the little metal bottle tops episode)

Do you still like them today? Why or Why not?
The Monkees are still a pretty big staple in my music collection. I've seen them in concert nearly as many times as The Moody Blues and I saw Davy Jones last summer at Falconi Field in Washington, PA. Front row. Dead center! Squee! There's very little fun pop music anymore, so I dig back to the stuff I loved as a kid. How can you not love The Monkees anyway?

This Is The Post Where The Mistress Of The Dark Passes Out Dead On The Floor

This morning, I was doing my usual thing, albiet quite slowly, when I spied an interesting hit to my blog. Upon investigation (not much mind you) I saw that my Fishy friend had been visiting again.

I grinned stupidly as I usually do when something makes me happy and I went downstairs to fix myself breakfast. When I came upstairs to put the cat in his cage for the time being, I checked my email, and there it was.

An email from Fishy!

And it was...


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I told him he was free to read the blog whenever he wanted to. I figure at this point I can't make myself look any more foolish than I've done in the last few weeks.

At least I know he doesn't think I'm like that pesky little kid that keeps pestering him. At least I think he doesn't. Which is good, I suppose.

So today I get to have a rather happy moment and I can SQUEE! because I don't really know what else I can say. But if I'm needed, I'll be on the floor with a stupid grin on my face. Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

Stuff and Nonsense

~ It's too darn cold. I miss unseasonably warm, really I do. I don't ski or anything else that requires snow, so could we go back to warm now please? Cold makes me not want to get out of bed in the morning.

~ The battle of the radio stations goes on; on my bedroom clock radio. So far I've learned that in the Rock/Pickle battle, Rock smashes Pickle. Let me just say this, I don't enjoy waking up to the Altoona station when I could be listening to Pickle. Thankfully the radio in my computer room, which is the next room down, picks up Pickle loud and clear.

~ I've had no inspiration for my writing project in a week. I have ideas, but when I go to put them down, they just aren't right. That's just damn depressing. I wrote thritysome pages and now I hit rock bottom.

~ I colored my hair last night. I've got burgundy glints (as my mum calls them). Usually in the winter I go for my goth girl black, but I've always wanted to have a bit of color, so I went for this. I think it looks nice. If I felt the rest of me looked good, I'd be in great shape.

~ I wish I could make Simon and Garfunkel's I Am A Rock my theme song.
If I never loved I never would have cried. I just love that lyric.
Unfortunately, the song that suits me is best Nowhere Man.

I snagged this from my friend Polly on Live Journal.

~ I don't feel all that great right now and I don't know why. PAH! Not that it matters. I'm not going anywhere anytime soon, except work

~ McDonald's has sausage mcgriddles 2 for 2. Suddenly I have a craving. This must be stopped!

Monday, January 22, 2007

4 Words To Make Me Go ARGH!

Well being the fool that I am, the link was sent last night in a humorous email wishing him a Happy DJ Appreciation Day, as well as telling him that I have way too much time on my hands, which I do have right now.

Let's just say I didn't sleep well last night.

I kept wondering...was there anything on the list that would offend? Does he have a good sense of humor when it comes to silly things?

At this point, I'm still not sure.

I know that he's read the list. I can probably guess that everyone that works at the station has read the list.

Do you want to know what response I got to the list?

I know you do.

Very flattering...I..think.


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Random 10 - Week 89

From Music Memoirs

10 songs that sum up your weekend...or were on your weekend playlist...and one picture that relates back. (oh, and if you feel like it, tell us why you picked the songs you did)

In my infinite boredom this weekend, I listened to quite a bit of different artists.

Billy Joel - Movin' Out
(I blame this one on Pickle. They play it. It gets stuck in my head)

Billy Joel - Pressure
(One of my favorite Billy Joel songs from my childhood)

The Mamas and The Papas - Creeque Alley
(RIP Denny Doherty, your voice will be missed)

Nick Lowe - I Knew The Bride When She Used To Rock N' Roll
(I haven't listened to Nick in ages)

Elvis Costello - She
(I fell asleep to this song last night)

Gordon Lightfoot - Inspiration Lady
(Right now this is my favorite Gordon Lightfoot song)

Gordon Lightfoot - High & Dry
(I played this one over and over, thanks to the Top 5 On Friday)

Justin Hayward - Your Wildest Dreams
(From the San Juan Capistrano Live CD....sigh...This weekend I realized how much I miss my moody lunkheads)

Erasure - Don't Say You Love Me
(One of the tracks on my Zen that I listened to while exercising this weekend)

The Knack - Good Girls Don't
(You have to sing this at the top of your lungs! Good girls don't, but I do!)

The picture this week is one I found while looking for photos of Elvis Costello from Corbis.

Let's just say I was feeling a bit jealous of Diana Krall last night and I think I might have shorted out my monitor with all the drool.

Sunday, January 21, 2007

101 Things To Do With "Fish"

Because today is DJ Appreciation Day...I thought I'd show my appreciation of a certain DJ at 99.3 The Pickle by doing a silly "101 Things To Do With Fish"

And I don't mean the Fish that swim in the sea either. Let's keep our fingers crossed that Mr. Fishy has a good sense of humor.

1. Beg him to play more David Bowie. Offer suggestions if necessary.

2. Make him kareoke Lady Willpower at Primantis in the Century 3 area.

3. Burn a copy of Justin Hayward's Songwriter CD, beg him to play Raised On Love or Lay It On Me.

4. Convince him that Cruel To Be Kind by Nick Lowe is definitely Good Time Rock N' Roll.

5. Make him stop playing the commerical about The Pickle website. It's terrifyingly bad and should go away. How many times can you say, Fish? Huh? Huh?

6. Find that Barry Manilow disc at the station and make him burn it!

7. Sing Mandy acapella at him, so he's not tempted to replace the burned copy.

8. Find out how many polo shirts with the Pickle logo he has. (Hide the yellow one in the back of his closet along with any other bad colors there might be)

9. Find out what his cat's name is, since he's never mentioned it on the air. (To this girl's knowledge)

10. Buy him a Christmas tree, so the cat can climb it next year, as is the way of the world. Buy ornaments at the dollar store so that when the tree comes crashing down...loads of money aren't lost.

11. Tickle him to find out if that really silly giggle is his normal laugh.

12. Ask him how it feels to be a "Pickled Herring." Be prepared to duck, in case he throws a punch.

13. Invite him to view "The CD Collection" (Note the link is only a partial list because typing in every disc is pretty damn annoying.)

14. Ask him what his favorite bands are.

15. Take him walking in the South Side or Oakland to determine if he really is out of shape and in need of a personal trainer.

16. Dress him up in a tux, since there were no pictures at the photo wall of the Do Wop show. Have camera handy. Post pictures on the internet for the world to see.

17. Find out if he can type more than 10 words at a time.

18. Play Sex Bomb by Tom Jones until it's stuck in his head. Muhahahaha!

19. Drag him to Wheeling to find out if he's a better luck charm than that little turtle figure my grandmother gave me.

20. Find out if "Fish" tastes good in chocolate fountain. Hmmm milk chocolate or white chocolate?

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21. Take over the morning show. He can still be the DJ, but someone else will be picking the songs. Mmmm, guess we'll be defining "good time rock n' roll" a bit differently.

22. Lock him in a room with Ohio Express' Yummy Yummy Yummy playing over and over. Make him promise never to play that song again. (Assuming he survives the experience)

23. Burn him a copy of The Moody Blues' December so that he can play Don't Need A Reindeer next year. Assure him that it's a reindeer song that the world needs to hear.

24. Ask him who really likes Hot Rod Lincoln anyway?

25. Toss him in the Youghiogheny and see if the "Fish" can swim. (But not until it's a little bit warmer...we don't want any frozen fishies.)

26. Snuggle up to him, since he says he likes to snuggle. (Snuggling is good)

27. Play Peter Mayer's The Introvert Song and find out if he finds it amusing.

28. Watch Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends with him.

29. Get him to sing the theme for The Banana Splits.

30. Play with his hair.

31. Take him to Bucca's and feed him tiramisu, see if it gets him drunk. (Are you sensing a pattern here)

32. Take him ice skating at the rink at PPG. See who falls on their butt first, you or him.

33. Go sweater shopping with him to Macy's. See if you can find something spiffy, like that sweater in that glamour shot promo picture.

34. Compile a list of bad Beatles covers, compare notes.

35. Make him climb the Absecon Lighthouse and Lucy the Elephant with you. If he makes it to the top of both...reward him with a trip to Brulee @ The Tropicana.

36. Take him to Rocky Horror @ The Imax in Atlantic City. (Make him dress up)

37. Watch High Fidelity together.

38. Make the perfect mix CD.

39. Make him play with my teddy bear that plays Elvis Presley's Burnin' Love when you squeeze its hand.

40. Have a Beatles movie marathon.

41. When you've finished with those...go to best buy and pick up the Monkees TV Show DVDs.

42. Introduce his cat to Oogie and Company.

43. See if he can Find Nemo

44. Ask him if he's ever dated a loyal listener. If the answer is no. Volunteer. Volunteer, even if he already has.

45. Send him a bill for all the times he's played stuff like Hot Rod Lincoln, Mandy, Yummy Yummy Yummy and Itchy Coo Park and in the description write For Pain and Suffering.

46. Issue him credit against the bill for any Moody Blues, Gary Puckett, Gordon Lightfoot or Monkees song he might play. Extra credit goes out for songs that aren't usually played.

47. Send him subliminal messages via song requests.

48. The next time he plays Rod Stewart's Do Ya Think I'm Sexy and asks the musical question, call in and say simply, "Yes."

49. Watch bad David Bowie movies with him, starting with Labyrinth ending with The Linguini Incident.

50. Get him to finish alphabetizing "the CD Collection" for you. If he finishes early, he can finish typing up the information on CD Tracker!

51. Take him to the Tiki Lounge.

52. Ride the Scrambler with him at any given amusement park, make sure he gets the proper seat (the seat that gets him squished)

53. While you're there take him on the water rides...after all...a Fish shouldn't mind getting a bit wet.

54. Apologize for calling him "sweetheart" when calling in for the Friday Free For All. Give him puppy dog eyes and hope he accepts.

55. See who really knows more about The Beatles, you or him.

56. Make him sit through Grease one time. Assure him that it's torturous for both of you. But everyone should sit through it once

57. Thank him for the extra Moody Blues song he played with the Friday Free For All Request.

58. Give him a big ole' hug

59. Request The Spinner's Cupid...until he gets the hint.

60. Curl up with some popcorn and The Monkees movie Head. The person that stays up through the whole thing wins.

61. Introduce him to some interesting non-oldies bands.

62. Drive to Boardman, OH & take him to IHOP.

63. Roadtrip with him to see some of the area's Roadside Attractions.

64. Find out if the Target and Macy's commericals using horridly redone Beatles songs make him as nauseous as they do you.

65. Get him to dress in drag. (I can't help it...I used this one in the other 101 Things that I did for Justin Hayward, John Lodge..and Elvis Costello, plus the visual I'm getting is making me smile.)

66. Ask him how early he has to get up to arrive at work at the ungodly hour of 4 a.m.

67. Ask him how much coffee it takes to be awake and functioning at that ungodly hour. Methinks he probably keeps Starbucks in business.

68. Find out what the rarest item is in his music collection.

69. I will not leave a suggestion here on the grounds that it may incriminate me.

70. Find out what was the best concert he's been too. (Not necessarily work related)

71. Get him to be your protection when trying to photograph the fountain in Perry Square in Erie. (Trust me it's necessary)

72. Take him to the Linesville Spillway so he can commune with some other "Fish"

73. Go to the Beehive for Bubble Tea.

74. See if he can explain the battle of 99.3 The Pickle and 99.3 The Laurel Highlands Rock Station that only occurs on my bedroom clockradio. Seriously, I never want to wake up to The Black Crows again. The Black Crows scare The Mistress Of The Dark

75. Go CD shopping.

76. Find out if he has an mp3 player...Find out what's on it.

77. Get him to read you bedtime stories.

78. Ask him who his favorite "Pickle Person" has been.

79. Find out why Davy Jones hasn't been a "Pickle Person"

80. Have a picnic at Ohiopyle.

81. Take him to see the windfarm in Mill Run to see if he's amused by windmills as well.

82. Take him for pizza at Bud Murphy's in Connellsville.

83. Get him to pose for pictures so I can have more than the 3 pictures that I have on my hard drive. (After all he is a permenant fixture on the Hump Day Hunks post)

84. Get him to fill the Pink Zen Of Doom.

85. Snowball fight! Assuming there was snow somewhere in southwestern PA!

86. Convince him to start a blog. Offer to help set it up.

87. Ask him to define shelpping or is it shelping. What the heck is shelp?!?

88. Ask him if he remembers where this picture was taken

89. Feed him Fondue. (I've noticed...I've been feeding the Fish a lot on this list!)

90. Watch Beatle Cartoons

91. Explain to him, he's not a nerd, he's a geek.

Elvis Costello is a geek

Being a geek is good. After all, Elvis is married to Diana Krall, and a lot of women would give their eye teeth to look like her.

This is a nerd

Quite a difference, right? RIGHT!

92. Find out what the most requested song is at his station.

93. Bake him cookies. (Hmmm this might not be such a good idea unless the chef is supervised)

94. Get a picture of him in the Elvis sunglasses.

95. Cast out a line...see if you can catch a "Fish"

96. Remind him that Manfred Mann did more than 3 songs. (Which seem to be Do Wah Diddy, Mighty Quinn and Blinded By The Light) Point out other amusing Manfred Mann songs (Ha Ha Said The Clown, Come Tomorrow and Fox On The Run)

97. Thank him for keeping you sane at work for the first two hours.

98. Convince him to take you up on that offer to take him out for drinks. Find out how many it takes to get him drunk.

99. DJ appreciation day wouldn't be complete with a big ole' kiss.

100. Make him promise not to beat you with a stick after he finishes reading all 101 of these.

101. Repeat the last 100 as necessary.

Happy DJ Appreciation Day Fish!

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My Plans Have Been Shot To Hell In A Handbasket

We're under a winter weather advisory right now. Mind you I won't believe it until I see it, but I'm already getting suggestions from the parental units that they would be happier if I stayed at home today.

I checked the forcast and saw the two words that made me decide not to chance it: freezing rain.


Which means I'm stuck in the house with Mom, Dad, Sister and her 2 sons for yet another day.

Would someone please just put me out of my misery, because I can't take it anymore. I had visions of wandering through Target, shopping or at least browsing and then having a nice dinner at Texas Roadhouse.

Instead, I'm going to feel trapped like a college kid in a dormlike room, filling my mp3 player (again) and perhaps having a "make me feel pretty" day.

This was not on my agenda.

Having a margarita was on the agenda. I hope Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends is on...If not I'm so ordering Pirates 2 on Pay Per View.

Saturday, January 20, 2007

Randomosity On Saturday

~ Someone get me the hell out of this place!!! I need out! I need to be anywhere but here! I don't care where I am. I just don't want to be in my house anymore. What little sanity I have is at stake here. Someone SAVE ME!

~ I've decided to let the hair from hell grow out again. I wish I could find a style I was comfortable with. I have the desire for a more feminine look, but I know that's never going to happen, because me with even an inverted bob just doesn't work, but who knows.

~ I'm still feeling so...blech...about everything. It doesn't help matters that all my best friends are spread across the country now. Jenn's in WA and Mary's on her way to Montana and I really just need to hear a voice so I could vent. It's funny, I had a shoulder for everyone, but when I need one there's never one around.

~ Tomorrow I'm heading off to Target to pay some extra on that bill. I have every intention of having it paid off by April. Fingers crossed that this will happen.

~ The song of the moment: Midge Ure - Answers To Nothing. I'm not sure why, but it's always been a favorite of mine and this week it's a song I really needed to hear. See I don't just listen to the really old oldies. Lordy...80's music is old.


~ I have my I ♥ Bloo t-shirt! It came on Thursday. When I feel disposed to having a horrid picture of myself taken, I'll post a picture of me in it, which will again be better then the one used on the Hot Topic website.

~ Tomorrow is DJ Appreciation Day and yes, I have something to show my appreciation of a certain morning show guy. Fingers crossed that he will get a giggle out of it.

Friday, January 19, 2007

It Appears That I Am "It"

Bananas has tagged me. I haven't been tagged for anything in a long while, so I'm playing.

Very simple meme, take the numbers 1-5 then priceless while matching them up with number type things in your life (you could go to 10 if you want to, I don't feel like it at this particular moment in time). Simple? You betcha, as simple as Britney Spears the number of times I've gotten tipsy with a drummer in a rock n' roll band.

If you haven't guessed, I'm the girl in the lacy pink shirt grinning like a fool that's been drinking too many amaretto sours. the number of times I've seen Elvis Costello in concert. the number of concerts I attended last year (Gary Puckett, Davy Jones and Herman's Hermits) the number of times I've been to Atlantic City in the last 3 years. the number of cats I've had over the years. I only have 3 now. If anyone knows anyone breeding british shorthairs...that might have a blue cream kitten, I would be so very happy. Oogie and his mommy need something fluffy to love.

Someone Kick Me

I have officially made an idiot out of myself. AGAIN! I'm getting so good at this that I should hold a doctorate in making an idiot out of myself. Surely there's a degree in this. I could be a professor.

I called into the station today. It's the Friday Free For All. I don't want to win the damn prize. I just want to talk to Fish. We've established that already. I think.

I called him "sweetheart."

He sputtered. I lost any nerve I had. I had some going into the call. As the Duran Duran song goes...It went out the window cross the rooftops run away...

I barely managed to ask him to play The Moody Blues - Question.

He did play it though.

I know one thing, I'm looking for a miracle in my life right now.

Why can't I just let this go? He doesn't like me. He doesn't care if I'm breathing. I'm so embarrassed I could just crawl under a rock.

At least I didn't call him "Pookie."

Top 5 On Friday - Week 107

From those ladies @

Top 5 songs that make you hit the repeat button (songs that you can listen to over and over again)

This post could be labeled songs Fish and the other DJs at 99.3 The Pickle play to make The Mistress Of The Dark crazy, but I decided to go with a few songs that I have to play over and over that aren't....GASP....OLDIES.

The Spinners - Cupid
(I finally found out who sang this one yesterday. It sticks in my head every time I hear it and the Pickle DJs don't seem to like telling me what song it is. Glares at Fishy! I bought the download yesterday so I could play it a few hundred times)

Cliff Richard - Climbing Up Mount Everest
(I love Sir Cliff. I love that no matter what, I can find a song or two of his that bring their suitcases with them when they get played and I have to hit repeat for a few days to get them out of my system. This song is so bouncy and perky, I dare you not to get up and sing and dance along)

Erasure - Tell It To Me
(This was one of the Solsbury Hill single's B-sides. It's all that an Erasure song should be. It's bouncy. It's peppy. It's CATCHY! It's worse than a cold! This is one of my favorite Erasure songs. In my eyes, these guys can do no wrong. Even the albums I should hate kick butt!)

Gordon Lightfoot - High & Dry
(It's a pirate song!! Have I mentioned I ♥ Gordon Lightfoot? Have I mentioned that PICKLE neglects him in a terrible way. I think the DJs sense my obsessions and then decides to never play any of their material to spite me! They did play If You Could Read My Mind yesterday, so I won't be too mad at them, considering it's Pickle's fault that I have this obsession)

Elvis Costello - Mouth Almighty
(Many songs from Punch the Clock fall in this category. But this one has a line that I love. I used to shoot my mouth off til you've had enough of me once or twice nightly.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Why I'm A Cranky Be-otch

Reason number 1: I look cute in this photo with the York Peppermint Pattie. Why do I not look cute in any other photos taken after this June? This was taken the day I saw Gary Puckett in Hershey Park.

Reason number 2: The paychecks did not show up today. Which means I may get to cash my check tomorrow, assuming they show up in the mail tomorrow. I need my money! I have bills to pay! The first person that says something about direct deposit gets bitchslapped. In the land I like to call my workplace, there is no such thing as direct deposit. M'kay?

Reason number 3: Too much togetherness. If I had a spare hundred dollars (Laugh with me now, you know you want to) I would so be booking a hotel room, even if it meant being away from my computer for a whole weekend. Ah, being away from everyone would be pure bliss right now. I love my family, but the two extra people that will be with us until at least March, are making me CRAZY! (and cranky)

Reason number 4: This whole unrequited love thing. I was raised on the belief that girls do not ask boys out. From experience I know bad things happen when they do, or rather when I do. So right now I'm suffering terribly, because I don't know what to do about a certain "pickled herring," shy of forgetting he exists and turning on WSHH in the morning and suffering with the crap music they play all day.

Reason number 5: My car is taking on water faster then the Edmund Fitzgerald. Something is leaking inside. I don't know if it's the flipping (not the word I want to use) sun roof or the windshield or someplace else. Where ever it might be, when it rains, I find ponds of water in my car. Ponds big enough to raise carp, and keep ducks and Canadian geese well amused. If the money fairy would like to donate enough money for me to replace Bernie, I would do the happy dance of joy. My car is an embarrassment to all automobiles on the road. Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

Reason 6: I have not got my tax forms for my local taxes. Local taxes are the bane of my existence, and the business we have to pay them through is part of the reason. The best part of this...I think I've probably overpaid them. Grrrr. I hate hate hate local taxes. Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

Reason 7: There is no one to go to margarita night with. If I could get my wheelchair bound (for the time being) sister in my car, I'd take her, as she's my usual drinking companion, but Bernie is just not equipped for wheelchairs. Now if the person in reason 4 would just cave in and go out for drinks with me I wouldn't have a problem, but that would bring me joy and I can't have any of that. Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

Reason 8: My angsty crush has caused me to make a mix CD. This is the results:

Belinda Carlisle - I Feel The Magic
Charlotte Martin - Your Armour
Erasure - How Can I Say?
David Bowie - Absolute Beginners
Duran Duran - Out Of My Mind
Gordon Lightfoot - I'll Prove My Love
Paul McCartney - Figure Of Eight
The Monkees - Love To Love
Jamie Cullum - I Get A Kick Out Of You
The Bangles - Be With You
Cliff Richard - I Could Easily Fall In Love With You
George Harrison - Don't Let Me Wait Too Long
The Grass Roots - Wait A Million Years
The Spinners - Cupid
Elvis Costello - Everyday I Write The Book
Evanescence - My Immortal
Bernie Barlow - I Choose You
Human League - Don't You Want Me
Madonna - Dress You Up (12' Formal Mix)
Midge Ure - Hands Around My Heart

Yeah, I've got it really bad. Please just hit me and get it out of my system. It's so much nicer to crush on someone like Justin Hayward that is far away and married etc. Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

On a slightly friendlier note, I can and will upload any songs from my mix if you ask nicely.