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drpaisley ([personal profile] drpaisley) wrote2013-11-22 09:16 am

Friday "I Don't Know How Much More I Can Take" Random 10+

And another thrilling week in the Belfry. Tuesday started with my car dead (cause: rear dome light had somehow been turned on, and over the course of a week with little driving, the battery had been completely drained), and was highlighted by the 2nd floor toilet overflowing and raining down on the entry. Things have not gotten significantly better the rest of the week. Music.


1) There Ain't No Cure For Love, Leonard Cohen (Live In Vancouver)

2) Golden Years, David Bowie

3) accoustic junction, general fuzz

4) I Keep Waiting, Hacienda

5) 0340 Crazy Tonight = Strong Teeth, The Kleptones

6) More Than You Can Feel, Vanderveld

7) Donzo Don No.#1, Pigbag

8) Spam Song, Monty Python's Flying Circus

9) Brown Sugar, Rolling Stones ("Kings Of Drugs" Civic Center; Hartford, CT 10th November 1981)

10) Do You Remember Walter, The Kinks


plus


11) Solo, Okkervil River

12) Strongest Man in the World, Menomena

13) Intruder, Peter Gabriel


And tonight is Yet Another Skype for the Worldcon bid (have you presupported? Please, do so now! They make great holiday gifts!). Saturday is highlighted by the 100th birthday celebration of Rohanna's mother. And other plans were made, which disappeared in less than 24 hours. I have a feeling that window is closing, and doubt there will be any others to open, ever.

[identity profile] kalimeg.livejournal.com 2013-11-23 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
She is a lovely lady and Ro is lucky to have her. (OK, she did a good job on Ro, too.)

[identity profile] parrismcb.livejournal.com 2013-11-23 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
aw darlin', sorry you're getting kicked so hard by the grind and the frustrations. My only suggestion is to look around you and see all the loving folks who share your life, the steadfast friends and lovers, the family you have built, and let us give back some of the joy and laughter you have given to us for so many years.

Sometimes it ain't the big things that you knock you down but the one-two-three punches that come in secession, none of them by themselves could push you over, but it's the one damn thing after another that can feel like the crap and frustration will never end.

But it will, I am sure of that, if you just hang on, find a way to keep on going, we'll all get there, together.

Until that happens, play the music loud, hold on to those you love and that you love, and reach for a cold one now and then while shoveling the shit and dealing with all the ducks pecking away at your peace of mind.

with love, yr pal,

PArris