Let’s go!
I am super excited about this read-a-thon ( so excited that I wrote super excited, as a 5th grader would). I have what feels like a million goals:
24 hours isn’t enough!
I gasped out loud, in the middle of a meeting at work when I saw the breaking news that Prince had been taken from us. Didn’t he transcend such things?
I wonder if people of such immense creative talent have any idea how they touch the rest of us? Not all have the success of Prince, but really is that what matters?
Purple Rain possibly changed my whole life, something I had never really realized or thought about until today. Dig if you will, the picture… two people so different: a black guy from Minneapolis (I had to look up how to spell that. I know Prince’s full name, but I had to look up Minneapolis) and the whitest white girls from Boston. Yet he spoke to me. There were bad things happening and ways to escape them. Believing in yourself, what you want to do… be authentic to yourself, that is what matters. Now I know that is what other people relate to (not all others, but the ones that matter to you). I haven’t watched it in years, but it’s queued up. I remember that year. How big that album was, how influential the movie…. the era of Micheal Jackson, Bruce Springsteen, Cindi Lauper and… the purple one.
Wooo… did Darling Nikki blew this school girls skirt up….
I flash back to being at my friend’s basement. Oh, could we dance to Rasberry Beret, Little Red Corvette and the entire Purple Rain soundtrack. We were learning our way in the world. Learning who we were. This was all before she married a Mormon shortly after college, move to Utah and had a bunch of kids. Today I wonder what they would think if they could have seen her then. I hadn’t spoken to her in years, but I found her on Facebook tonight and if something that comes out of that, well Prince will have helped me one more time.
Listening to Purple Rain again today is like visiting an old friend. One you haven’t seen in years, but you fall back into after years, like you’d never been apart.
We lost a beautiful one today… and I just say thank you for the time we had and the gifts you shared.
RIP Prince Rogers Nelson (if that’s what you want…)
And if the elevator tries to bring you down, punch a higher floor…
RIP Prince Rogers Nelson (if that’s what you want…)
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I was once in your position. I know the heartbreak… I feel your pain. Losing on a buzzer beater is the worst of all ways to lose. You will see that shot in your mind a million times. I once sat in a crowded dorm room and watched my beloved Orange play for the National Championship… alas our One Shining Moment was not to be. You would think a lifetime of being a pre-2004 Red Sox fan would have prepared me for such a blow, but no. I BELIEVED, as I’m sure you did. In fact, I think my heart actually stopped for a few seconds.
But I want you to know that things can get better. It’s entirely possible that you experience your beloved team go on to multiple Final Fours and win a national championship (it’s possible you’ll cry like a baby when this occurs). You may also see your hometown win 4 Superbowls, an NBA Championship and a Stanley Cup. You may also watch your beloved baseball team come back from 0-3 down in the ALCS to win against their dreaded rivals who had won the World Series 26 times in the 86 you won nothing and then sweep the World Series, then go on to win 2 more World Series, including one in a year that terrorist bombed your marathon on Patriots Day of all days*. Ok, you may never see that. The greatest comeback in all of sports only happens once and I hope your city is never bombed on important local holidays, but my point is this: things will get better. You will smile again. And your team will be back on day. Of course, moving to Boston after graduation may help.
*don’t fuck with us. This is our fucking city.
Does anyone else plan their day around finishing reading a book so they return it to the library because it’s WAY overdue? There are things that need to be done and they can be done at places close to the library, but they won’t be done until I finish reading this book.
Since receiving a Word A Day Calendar, I’ve decided to write a short something including my new word each day.
noun tour·bil·lion tu̇r-ˈbil-yən
Popularity: Bottom 30% of words
1 : whirlwind 1
2 : a vortex especially of a whirlwind or whirlpool
The cat standing on it’s hind legs is transfixed by the tourbillion of the front loading washing machine.
Since receiving a Word A Day Calendar, I’ve decided to write a short something including my new word each day.
adjective im·por·tune ˌim-pər-ˈtün, -ˈtyün; im-ˈpȯr-ˌ, -chən
Popularity: Bottom 50% of words
im·por·tune·ly adverb
Each time the cabinet door opens, the cat importunes me for treats, even when the cabinet opened isn’t the one containing the cat treats. She is shameless is her attempts to get what she wants.
On this 29th day of February, which only occurs in bissextile years, I am starting a new eating plan. My friend wants to do a cleanse to kick off getting ready for clothes season. I was interested as first, then considered the other information which has been coming into my consciousness recently: how bad sugar is for you, how a plant based diet seems to improve the health of many, allowing them to recover from horrible diseases and conditions as well as reduce their prescriptions.
All that sounds great, right? Just eat your vegetables. I already do not eat meat, but have yet to give up dairy, eggs or fish. So I decided my ‘cleanse’ isn’t a fad, something to do for five days, then back to the norm, but an eating plan that I can hopefully stick to for life. It’s simple and here it is:
And yes, I’m going to do it for five days to start. If i can make it five days and feel better and have more energy, I’ll be quite pleased. Then perhaps I’ll do another five days, until this is just how I eat.
I’m not sure if this is a good plan, but I’m giving it a try.
I’ll let you know how it goes. I already have no idea what to eat for breakfast. Do people really only eat fruit?
Bissextile Year
Noun
1. a leap year in the Julian or Gregorian calendar.
Happy extra day of February, found only in bissextile years.
Note: Today’s word of the day is two words! An extra word for an extra day.
Since receiving a Word A Day Calendar, I’ve decided to write a short something including my new word each day.
noun, Rhetoric.
1. the use of a word in different senses or the use of words similar in sound to achieve a specific effect, as humor or a dual meaning; punning.
2. a pun
Paronomasia seems like a word to be used to describe Fox Mulder, but it fact it describes the entertaining play on words the creators of the XFiles inserted by having an agent Miller. I tried with this one, I really did!
Since receiving a Word A Day Calendar, I’ve decided to write a short something including my new word each day.
verb (used with object), laved, laving.
1. to wash; bathe.
2. (of a river, sea, etc.) to flow along, against, or past; wash.
3. Obsolete. to ladle; pour or dip with a ladle.
verb (used without object), laved, laving.
4. Archaic. to bathe.
If I could I would lave myself, just one more time, in my old perfume, which is no longer being sold. I loved it so much.
Living Reflections 