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Maybe I should post more than once a year if people are going to be linking here. A funny thing about the John Prine and Iris DeMent song. I hadn't heard it since that previous Christmas fire day a year ago. And then I wanted to play it for Alan the other day as we were driving back from Florida, so I called Bob to try to remember the name of it, and got the song and played it, and now it's stuck in both of our heads and we can't stop singing it as we lay our floors. And Alan got hold of several other Iris DeMent songs including "Sweet is the Melody," which he says is about the most perfect song ever.

I never meant for this to be a lyrics blog so I won't post them but you can find them here: Sweet is the Melody, and can listen to a sample on Amazon. Beware, if you haven't heard her before, her voice is sort of jarring.

to say something different this time

Listened to Everything But the Girl music on the way to work today. Sappy because it always makes me cry. Especially the song "25th of December." It makes me want to live closer to my family. There's something satisfying about listening to a song that makes you cry, that makes you feel nostalgic and wistful, because you know you still have feelings.

And I see forests and it's the 25th of December
and my old man plays the piano for Christmas.
He plays the piano for Christmas.

And we're all there, all the aunties and uncles,
and the angel's on the top of the tree.
Up there on the top of the tree.

And I never, no I never ever realised.
And I never, no I never ever realised.

Have I enough time, have I just some time,
to revisit, to go back, to return, to open my mouth again
and say something different this time.

And I see bags of newspaper and a car in the carport,
and you're a grown up and still unsure,
and I'm thirty and I don't know nothing no more.

And I never, no I never ever realised.
And I never, no I never ever realised.

And I'm sitting, sitting on the top of the stairs,
and you're crying out on the towpath by the river
with all the swans and all the people walking by.

And all of a sudden I'm stuck with an urge to unlock a door
with a key that's too big for my hands
and I drop it, and it falls at your feet.

Come on, come on, it's there at your feet.
And I never, no I never ever realised.
And I never, no I never ever realised.

Also if anyone wants to get a free 80G mini mac please click here. It's just like the free ipods (which by the way, I received), you just complete one offer and get some friends to do it. If you do the "Complete Home" free trial they send you a $20 gift certificate to Lowe's and it's all free so...what have you got to lose? Please use my link so I can get credit for you. Thanks!!

olestra, really?

I have to say I am really fascinated by Victor Yushchenko's transformation from dioxin. It's horrible for him, but at the same time scientists are considering interesting ways to get it out of his body, since it's stored in the fat he could have liposuction or maybe even eat a lot of olestra. There's not much opportunity for a study like this on a person. Toxicologists must be so excited. I'm looking forward to talking to my professors about it next week.
But the fact that it's so visible on his face and happened in such a short time is just also socially fascinating - it's like a beauty and the beast story, a good looking prince banished in the body of an ogre - I wonder if plastic surgery could help him. Or Belle.

soundtrack to a Christmas house fire

She don’t like her eggs all runny
She thinks crossin’ her legs is funny
She looks down her nose at money
She gets it on like the easter bunny
She’s my baby I’m her honey
I’m never gonna let her go

He ain’t got laid in a month of sundays
I caught him once and he was sniffin’ my undies
He ain’t too sharp but he gets things done
Drinks his beer like it’s oxygen
He’s my baby
And I’m his honey
Never gonna let him go

In spite of ourselves
We’ll end up a’sittin’ on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we’re the big door prize
We’re gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes.

She thinks all my jokes are corny
Convict movies make her horny
She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs
Swears like a sailor when shaves her legs
She takes a lickin’
And keeps on tickin’
I’m never gonna let her go.

He’s got more balls than a big brass monkey
He’s a wacked out werido and a lovebug junkie
Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon
Payday comes and he’s howlin’ at the moon
He’s my baby I don’t mean maybe
Never gonna let him go

In spite of ourselves
We’ll end up a’sittin’ on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we’re the big door prize
We’re gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes.
There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes.

(spoken) in spite of ourselves

--In Spite of Ourselves, John Prine and Iris DeMent

free stuff

Well, I have learned from freeipods.com that my free ipod has been shipped and will be arriving at my house tomorrow. TOMORROW. :) Some of you may be wondering, "Am I too late to get free stuff?" No, you are not. You too, can be getting electronics for free with only an ounce of effort. In fact there is a new web site that is out there that I found where you can sign up for a "conga line" and be one of the first in line. As you may know, the first ones in line have the best chances of getting people to sign up under them.

So, the way these things work is you sign up for one "offer" and then get some friends to do the same thing, and they send you free stuff. The offers I have signed up for have all been free or nearly so. If you sign up for something that costs money, just cancel it and you still get credit.

So the site with the conga lines is: www.gratislair.com (go to the forums).

Or if you want to do it the old fashioned way and also help me out, get your:

Free Desktop PC

Free flatscreen TV or monitor

Free digital camera (these are really nice, $400 ones!!)

Free TiVo

Free 40G PhotoIpod

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So, I decided I have been silent long enough. Thanks, Kim, for the kick in the butt. We had a health fair at work these last few days. I won an umbrella, procured a rhinocerous police officer with a butterfly on his head, and learned some disappointing news about my health and lifestyle. All of this to keep us from noticing they are tripling our insurance co-pays.

Best Osama bin Laden line of the day: "If I hated freedom so much, why wouldn't I have bombed Sweden?"

I in no way am endorsing Osama, by the way. Even if I agreed with him I would not say. I know the CIA is watching.

By the way, it is both hypocritical and annoying to support both Bush and the Red Sox. Choose one.