Live and on fire.
posted by fatmammycat at 9:30 a.m.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
About Me
- Name: fatmammycat
- Location: Ireland
I'm a bouncy, opinionated, messy haired marathon running (!) bibliophile. I wear high heels and have delightful ankles. I'm a devoted drinker. I want a French Bulldog puppy whom I shall call Batman and dress in capes on occasion. I would also like a pug, whom I shall name Mister Woo. He can remain capeless, but I will make sure he wears a diamante collar at all times. Both dogs will submit to repeated snorgling and high pitched squeals that only a dolphin would normally tolerate. I hate Reiki/psychics/mystics/frauds with all my liver. Also, I'm firmly against Jazz and poetry/poems/pomes/ peoms or any of that stuff. I believe in the healing power of ginger.
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9 Comments:
One of my very favorite songs! Stop Making Sense is a fine film. Jonathan Demme did a bang-up job on that one. It's one of my "house cleaning DVDs." I turn it up very very loud and dance around the house straightening up.
Somewhere I've got Remain in Light on vinyl. And look at Tina, wonder what she's up to these days.
I believe I will jiggy my way around the house to thi later this afternoon. Possibly before I haul ass to the gym. Love his big sailing pants.
God, how many calories must they have consumed to keep up with that kind of activity night after night? No wonder they're all bone racks.
He looks very handsome with his gray hair lately.
They are skinny minnies, bouncy though.
When I was in the middle of a lengthy stint in hospital my brother sent me that cassette. I was in an orthopedic ward and I was the youngest by at least thirty years. Boy, did those ladies rock when I would blast Talking Heads out of my cassette deck.
Heh, cassettes, and oh by god didn't they eat the batteries. The year I got 'Thriller' I had to steal batteries out of every battery operated appliance in the house to run my tape recorder.
Poor odl you for the hospital though, at least you had good musical company and a good brother.
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