Saturday, December 24, 2005

A Saturday Smorgasbord

Since I have been away from the blog for a good week, it is Saturday, tomorrow is Christmas (a day I dread more than any other day of the year), and simply because I can, I've decided to post a smorgasbord of thoughts, comments, and of course lyrics.
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Recently I was looking at all of the blogs registered with Blogger out of Pocatello and came across an interesting one... it hasn't been updated recently, but is worth a look. There were only a handful of posts, but the girl caught my attention when she called herself an "undercover liberal." Don't all liberals in Idaho feel that way at times?? Check out Life in Pokey, it's worth a minute of your time.
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Today I drove to Blackfoot to visit my grandparents, even though they are so close, and we're in the same business, I rarely see them and regretfully don't take the chance often enough to sit and down and really chat with them. It was a good thing to do for Christmas Eve and it was an enjoyable few hours. What was also enjoyable was my drive. Usually I will do anything to get out of driving to Blackfoot. I find it to be the most boring drive EVER. Short, yet boring. But, possibly because tomorrow is Christmas and I am operating on auto pilot, I enjoyed the drive due to to one song.

If I had to pinpoint my single favorite song, something that is a monumental task for me, it is... drum roll please..."Drops of Jupiter" by Train. Now, we're speaking only of songs written in my lifetime; On the top ten list "Drops of Jupiter" barely makes it.

As promised, the lyrics to my favorite song (written by Pat Monahan):


Now that she's back in the atmosphere,
With drops of Jupiter in her hair,
hey
She acts like Summer and walks like rain,

Reminds me that
there's time to change,hey
Since the return from her stay on the Moon,
She listens like Spring and she talks like June, hey

But tell me,
did you sail across the Sun?
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the
lights all faded?
And that heaven is overrated

And tell me, did you
fall for a shooting star?
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss
me while you were looking for yourself out there?

Now that she's back
from that soul vacation,
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey,
She checks out Mozart while she does Tae-bo,
Reminds me that there's
room to grow, hey

Now that she's back in the atmosphere,
I'm afraid
that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane
Told a story about a man who is
too afraid to fly
So he never did land.

But tell me, did the wind
sweep you off your feet?
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the
light of day,
And head back to the Milky Way?

And tell me, did Venus
blow your mind?
Was it everything you wanted to find?
And did you miss
me while you were looking for yourself out there?

Can you imagine no
love, pride, deep-fried chicken?
Your best friend always sticking up for you
Even when I know you're wrong

Can you imagine no first dance?
Freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte
that you ever had and me

But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your
feet?
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day,
And head back toward the Milky Way?

And tell me did you sail across
the Sun?
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded?
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting
star?
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were
looking for yourself...?

And now you're lonely looking for yourself out
there...

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Any given day I could go off on a rant about Cuba, why should today be any different?

Castro may be right on the money when he says President Bush is "very much a fool." The United States, citing a longstanding embargo on the communist country of Cuba, will not allow the Cuban team to play in the World Baseball Classic.

Cuban Jose Contreras just won a World Series ring with the champion Chicago White Sox and the Cubans can't play in the Classic? I guess all I'm sayin' is the United States has an embargo on Cuban goods, can you place an embargo on baseball players? And the "World" Classic... Since when did the United States own the world?

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