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Pretend, for a moment, that I’m a dude

September 1st, 2010

Our friend Eddie is leaving shortly for a Jesuit seminary, and he is allowed to bring ten books and ten CDs (and an ipod, but that’s beside the point). Since he told us this last week I’ve been fixated on my ten. I can’t even fathom ten books, because really, if you tell me I can have only ten books you’re really saying “you can choose three.”

But ten CDs – that I can do. Because it’s not forever. He can switch them out whenever he wants. So let’s just pretend. Pretend I’m going to be a Jesuit, because truly, if I had the required parts and was called to be a priest SURELY, if there is some rational god, I’d be a Jesuit (but not he icky conservative kind – I’d be the kind that gets arrested like it’s a bodily function).

Here are my ten. Right now. On the brink of autumn. These are not necessarily my ten most important or favorite albums of all time, just Ten For Now. For pretend seminary. Peace be with you.

Iron & Wine – The Creek Drank the Cradle
Paul Simon – Graceland
Neutral Milk Hotel – In the Aeroplane Over the Sea
Gillian Welch – (Time) The Revelator
Neil Young – Live at Massey Hall
Nick Drake – Five Leaves Left
Joanna Newsom – Milk-Eyed Mender
The Avett Brothers – The Gleam EP
Ryan Adams – Cold Roses
Bruce Springsteen – Nebraska

What are your ten?

The crane wife

October 5th, 2006

Four exciting things happened today:

1.) I went to John’s to watch the premier of Lost. I think I’m a little bit disappointed (by what they didn’t show), but I won’t really know until next week. I don’t want to talk about it on here and be a ruiner.  Someone start a blog with me where we can discuss Lost. I didn’t know which canadian channel it’s on until we got there, and found out that it’s one of the handful of channels broadcasted from the city that we get totally clearly on our telly… so I don’t have to use my friends for their cable every Wednesday night. Yay. Also on this channel was a preview for the new episode of ER……. how long has Uncle Jesse been a doctor on ER??? I might need to start watching it again.

2.) I went to the post office to mail some things, and while I was in the Manulife Centre I decided to look for a toy store that I knew was down there somewhere in the underground layer. I never knew this detail because I don’t often go wandering around in retail places just to look at things, but I can go through there – underground – all the way to two different subway stops. This means that when it’s blizzarding and I want to cry, I walk out my front door, across the street, in another door, and I’m out of the cold until I’ve gotten where I’m going (or have to go aboveground to get a streetcar or bus, and some stations have streetcar transfers underground). I might not be a frozen, miserable little canadian after all.

3.) I found the toy store and my quest for dice came to an end. I’ve looked all around for six dice with which to play farkel, and have come up with nothing. This was one of those fun, smart toy stores with lots of science toys and games and things for adults like binoculars and knives and giant microbes and magnetic poetry for any human being that exists. And with ten or so containers of random windup toys, keychains, and odds & ends, there was a tub of multicolored dice. I got six black ones. Does that make me seem morose?

4.) We have no control over the heat in this apartment, and our bedroom has been sweltering even with the window open and a fan sucking the cold air into the room. Today I couldn’t stand it anymore and removed the child guard that only lets you slide it open four or so inches – Breaking The Rules – so that we can open the window all the way and not die from the heat. There’s a screen, for those of you worried about the cats, and if they go psycho and tear through that and fling themselves out, they’ll land on our safely-enclosed-balcony. It’s highly unlikely that they’ll even care. Aside from the occasional attempt to dart into the hallway, they have no desire to try to get outside. They care more about chewing on the plant that hangs in that window than they do about anything going on outside.

5.) Oh, five things. I got some canadian vanilla maple tea, and it is superb.

The new decemberists album is really good.

I’m crawling out of my skin

September 25th, 2006

today I:

washed six loads of laundry
applied for five jobs
during four hours on the computer
got three emails
talked to two people on the phone
made one pan of cornbread.

I haven’t had problems entertaining myself since I was seven and I feel like I’m going crazy in the middle of a city with one million things to do. I just want to walk down the street and see someone I know, or hear a damn cricket at night, or something.

I just discovered that in my myspace profile I can click on my zodiac sign and get a horoscope. Your world feels pretty tightly wrapped now, but this doesn’t necessarily upset you. You are willing to live with the restraint.

Now is probably the time to start running. I have NEVER run while listening to music and I don’t own an ipod, but all of a sudden when I see people go round and round with white cords dangling from their ears, I think “how am I supposed to get back into running without an ipod?”. All I need are legs and shoes, and legs and shoes I’ve got.

But wait, tomorrow’s horoscope says this: Yesterday’s struggles continue as aggressive Mars forms an irritating quincunx with electric Uranus. …Even taking action now may not solve the problem.

Well shit.

What’s a quincunx?

3 a.m. : Taking into consideration the advice of Mr. Billy Bragg, I went to youtube and found the cat video that he so highly recommended. Is it bad that, as a cat lover, I am sitting here laughing silently and uncontrollably, watching this over and over?

Men who make me cry: a list

August 17th, 2006

1.) Alasdair Roberts
2.) Jason Molina

On the first note, every time. A long time ago Mikey and I drove four hours to see Alasdair Roberts at some little bar in Cleveland. We got stuck in a lot of road construction, and by the time we got there we only got to hear four songs. It was perfect. Eight hours to hear that man sing four times. I’d do it again.

Listening: Alasdair Roberts : No Earthly Man

Caskets to fill

July 19th, 2006

I need to make some mixes that will make me feel good about driving six or seven hours north without stopping. Suggestions are welcome. So far:

  • Billy Bragg – Help Save the Youth of America
  • Green Day – Holiday
  • Whiskeytown – Houses on the Hill
  • Morrissey – America Is Not the World
  • Rilo Kiley – It’s A Hit
  • Buffalo Springfield – For What It’s Worth
  • Neil Young – Let’s Impeach the President
  • Bob Dylan – Blowin’ in the Wind
  • John Prine – Sam Stone
  • Springsteen – Born in the USA
  • Bright Eyes – When the President Talks to God

High on a mountaintop

May 24th, 2006

I fixed website things that needed fixing with NO help. I feel like a genius. 

We’re months from leaving, and I already know what songs I will want to listen to every time we drive home. Maybe if I listen to these over and over and over this summer, they won’t make me panic when we actually get to Toronto.

  • Simon & Garfunkel – Homeward Bound
  • John Denver / a bar full of drunks / anyone – Country Roads
  • Neil Young – Everybody Knows This is Nowhere
  • Neutral Milk Hotel - The King of Carrot Flowers
  • Cat Power - He War
  • Rilo Kiley – Pictures of Success
  • Gillian Welch – One More Dollar
  • Jackson Browne – The Pretender
  • Against me! – Joy

It’s a weird list. There are hundreds more.

I keep torturing myself with this article.

Dear The Container Store,

Please expand into Canada. I need to organize myself with your wares.

Love,
emily