New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Tuesday, July 20, 2004

First of all Happy Happy Birthday to my big brother!

He who will always have a cooler name than I.

He who carried on our parents' tradition and continued to introduce me to all the music that reinforced the fact that I didn't need to settle for the limited selection that our little Northern Maine town provided (both in boys and music).

He who will always have much nicer eyelashes than I.

He who will always be over a foot taller than I.

And most importantly he who will always be four count 'em glorious years older than I (and until October technically five)!

And I promise not to burst out into any of the following birthday related songs:
Unhappy Birthday - The Smiths (inappropriate!)
Birthday - The Beatles
Birthday Gal - The Replacements (certainly inappropriate for many reasons)

Top Three Amusing things seen while walking into work today (in order of appearance):

1. An off white and sparkly gold (immaculately maintained) hearse circa 1970 something. Most definitely being used for non corpse related transportation and it reminded me of two things:the fact that my dad used to drive a hearse for fun (while wearing a top hat and looking very much like a cross between John Lennon and Jesus with his wire rims and long hair) and for some reason it reminded me of the fact that Neil Young drove down from Canada in a hearse in the '60'ss

2. A boy in an "I Y'am what I Y'am" t-shirt.

3. A very tan, clean shaven man in a white shirt and tie driving a silver Chrysler and bouncing his head (or more tilting his head and shoulders forward) to Yeah! By Usher. More specifically to the following part of the song,

But what I do - know, is the way she dance
Make shorty alright wit me
The way's she's Getting Low!!
I'm like yeah,just work that out for me
She asks for one more dance, and I'm like yeah
How the hell am I supposed to leave?

It's going to be a better day than yesterday.

posted by JustKeepMum on 8:22 AM