Songs of the season

"Long Black Veil," Lefty Frizzell
"Call me the Breeze," Lynyrd Skynyrd
"Blood Makes Noise," Suzanne Vega
"Reservoir Park," The Dutchess and the Duke

Journey again

On the cable car tonight there were two women sitting outside, singing.

In harmony.

Would have been kind of fun if they weren't singing Journey.
Don't stop... belieevin'...


Today's earrings: flies, amber

Bedtime reading: Pyramids, Terry Pratchett

I think it's Spanish radio

emanating from our newest hire's computer just now. It was rap a little while ago.

I think I upset her earlier, when I said that I knew there were Evangelicals who aren't evil bigots, so why ask Rick Warren to speak? and she replied, "I have nothing to say to you," and walked away. I don't know if she's offended because I insulted Rick Warren or because I said there were unbigotted Evangelicals. Probably the former.

Her computer has moved on to Santana w/Rob Thomas, so, not Spanish radio...

The woman at the next desk is listening to Journey

I guess her headphones came unplugged, or something, because her music is playing loud and clear. "Don't Stop Believing" added an interesting background track to the Cars' "Shake It Up," but "Wheel in the Sky" did nothing good for Michelle Shocked's "Shaking Hands."

Just thought I'd share that with everyone.

Don't stop belee-eevin'
hold on to that feeling, baby


UPDATE, 3pm: I think she went to the gym or something, because she was wearing a perfectly businesslike skirt 'n' top, and now she's in sweats and a Rolling Stones T-shirt. The one with the lolling tongue. Poseur. I know she listens to Journey.


Today's earrings: eyes, crows

Bedtime reading: Guards! Guards!, Terry Pratchett

Summertime, summertime

All day, the voices in my head have been singing Gershwin:
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high

and then The Jamies:
Its time to head straight for them hills
Its time to live and have some thrills
Come along and have a ball
A regular free-for-all

a dash of the Lovin' Spoonful:
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city

then back to Gershwin:
One of these mornings
You’re goin’ to rise up singing
Then you’ll spread your wings
And you’ll take the sky
But till that morning
There’s a nothin’ can harm you
Don't you cry.

Hope everyone had a good solstice.


Today's earrings: strawberries, peapods

Bedtime reading: The Atlantic, July/August 2007