Did you miss the launch of my 365 Project? Go check it out! I can’t promise either of the 2 photos that have been posted so far are interesting, but they are there which is all that counts really (don’t tell my college Photo advisor I said that…).
In other equally as exciting news, I finally bought a basket for Fitz’s toys. I figured having all of his various chew-things in one central and contained spot was preferable to stepping on them all over the house or finding them under the blanket when I crawl into bed. Unfortunately, all I’ve succeeded in doing was convincing Fitz there is a small, rectangular, wicker demon whose sole purpose in life is to steal all of his toys. Fitz has since sworn vengeance on said basket, and has exacted his revenge by chewing the the wicker to shreds, rather than any of the toys inside of it, mere centimeters from his face. I don’t even know sometimes with this dog. It’s like when I adopted him I forgot to request they include his brain with his paperwork.
Anyway, I know I said I wasn’t going to do another Tuesday Tunes after the George Michael Eyebrow Extravaganza of last week (because really, how do I top that?), but I’ve recently been on a music kick and couldn’t resist posting a few jams.
Is there anything better than Patsy Cline? I didn’t think so. It’s a toss up between this song, “Why Can’t He Be You” and “Crazy” as to which is my favorite. I love them all, and have been listening to them on constant repeat the last week or so (in between the requisite amount of “Careless Whisper,” fyi). No one put as much emotion into her lyrics like Patsy. I wish there was still music like this being made today.
But since there isn’t, and music today sounds like this, I am trying to embrace it. At the NYE get-together over the weekend, there was a Best of 2011 playlist going throughout the night, and this song was played twice. It’s been in my head ever since. I’m not a hip-hop/rap fan really, but I reserve a special place in my heart for Kanye West and all of his insanity (he doesn’t make any sense as a human being, but his music makes me feel like a badass). “Watch the Throne” is a really impressive album, even for those of us who listen to too much George Michael and New Kids on the Block and Patsy Cline.
This has to be even weirder than my post last week, the more I think about it. These are two of the most unrelated songs I could’ve picked. Unless next week I feature Insane Clown Posse and Edith Piaf or something. You never know. Weirder things have happened. Like George Michael’s eyebrows, THOSE HAPPENED.