Play Stefon with me.

One of my favorite SNL characters in the last ten years is Stefon, the arm sleeve tattooed club boy who is this close to bringing back glow sticks and 1996 warehouses rages, in fact may have been there just got plastic surgery. He shows up to the SNL weekend update to tell us all what the new hip hotspots are and they are always funny skits. Please take time out of your busy day saving the whales, harnessing the bales and building sustainable mud homes for rich white tourists in Africa who want to shoot animals and feed the poor and watch some Stefon skits on You tube sometime. In the meantime, its fun to make up your own Stefon dialogues in your head, perhaps while your children are torturing each other in the background with merciless teasing or perhaps while a new spring storm rolls overhead as it is right now in our peaceful abode.

"New York's hottest new club is called Malick Terrace located underneath the MoMa's recycling bin, and features long periods of extreme silence while large indoor screens show images of falling leaves and rain drops. In between the long periods of silence, you will enjoy the latest new groove by DJ Skittle who will amaze you by playing Backstreet Boys songs backwards while you dance on a floor covered in blue cotton candy and Cheetos. Bring a friend. Everyone who gets there before 2 a.m. takes home a stuffed unicorn that plays lullabies. The password is 'Red Rum' and everyone will be there."

History of Rap 4 (Jimmy Fallon & Justin Timberlake)

A Few Words

Running to Stand Still is one of my all time favorite U2 songs. This may be considered an Irish thing, but I have a special memory of a great guitar duo playing this at The Swamp (formerly Chaucers in Gainesville) just for me upon request,  and also seeing U2 live in Tampa (in all places, weird huh) it was a swamp there but they did a great show amidst a very suburban metropolis area). My best memory of this song, besides listening to it decades ago and enjoying it personally, was that my roommate's friend played this in their home in Gainesville, knowing I was a true U2 fan, and playing the songs they knew I loved. Music is the maker of memories. 

U2 - Running To Stand Still - RATTLE AND HUM - Live

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.

- See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15529#sthash.TfzERYgd.dpuf

When Irish Eyes Are Smiling...

After many days of being very much under the weather, and trust me I am not for one to get sick easily but GOD WOW that was some bad sickness we had going down in our home last week ( which is totally cleaned and bleached top to bottom thanks to my own special OCD DNA) . I hated not being able to write anything...you may think that's silly but trust me it's not. It is my code that I write- my great great uncle had poems published and many relatives of mine in both families seem to share the same need to dwelve into the words and the oil paints to express themselves. 

In the meantime, I just wanted to wish everyone a very happy weekend. I have had a very interesting and hard week, so sleep is a priority the next few nights. We went to the beach today at 10 a.m. and by the time we were leaving, there was a line to the bridge. My best advise is..get up early and go to bed by midnight on the weekends. I love me some Craig Ferguson so he's my treat during the week about twice. I would also suggest listening to the Lumineers sometimes- we all have loved them for a while as do my friends from Bay County who moved to Denver Co. 

"Took a bus to Chinatown..."    Good night friends, and take good care of yourselves. I would highly suggest also to read  WB Yeats when you can. My first book of his poetry was given to me in 1989, I bought another in 1996 during college and he is my personal alma mater. Forever the swans, the golden apples and the Innisfree. Yeats, the Irish man for those of us not Irish. 

Happy St. Patrick's Day

Where My Books go

All the words that I utter,
And all the words that I write,
Must spread out their wings untiring,
And never rest in their flight,
Till they come where your sad, sad heart is,
And sing to you in the night,
Beyond where the waters are moving,
Storm-darken’d or starry bright. 

William Butler Yeats