I woke up and serenaded Coral with the White Stripes “I Just Don’t Know What To Do with Myself.” She smiled briefly, but then rolled over and went back to sleep. I’ll need to work on my singing for sure.
I’ve had the song blaring in my head for days. When there is silence in the environment, this song blares in my head like there is a speaker duct-taped to my side. I wonder where it came from, but I think it just welled up out of nowhere because I missed Coral.
So weird, all moments of the day, the song rattles my head.
I am happy its such a great song.
The White Stripes – “I Just Don’t Know What to Do With Myself.”
I am not too sad in that… well the band hasn’t been functioning lately. It was like a married couple that gets separated. We’ve seen this coming… and now the paper just got served and its official. Sad, but we’re glad they’re both happy now.
I like that they ended it, because it helps preserve the great amount of art they have created before. They can’t become a parody of themselves. PLUS, now we have a future “Oh My GAWD!” reunion show for Coachella to think about.
The White Stripes – “Fell In Love With a Girl”
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I need to cut my nails. I hate, HATE, H A T E typing with nails. gross.
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So I am pretty much obsessed with both the desert and the arctic.
If there is a documentary on my holy trinity of HD channels of Discovery World, Nation Geographic or Oasis on either hot or cold climates… I HAVE to watch it.
Saharan Africa… well I have my night planned out. I know pathetic, I also have four channels of porn, but I’d rather hear about Timbuktu or Berber peoples.
The other day, there was a show about Hammerfest, Norway. The northern most “city” in the world.
Such an adorable city. If Canadian northern communities looked more like this and less like … uh, well less… I’d be living in Nunavut.
To be fair, there is a $10 BILLION dollar natural gas plant pumping $90 million dollars into the local economy every year… so, yeah, they can afford to pave a few streets and open a few pubs.
But I keep reading about all the potential of the Canadian North and how there *could* be riches buried beneath the ice or sea bed, but it sure ain’t no Hammerfest.
I may never make it to Hammerfest, but I do hope to one day get a chance to explore the Canadian Arctic. There is a radio station in Iqaluit. neat.
I woke up and serenaded Coral with the White Stripes “I Just Don’t Know What To Do with Myself.” She smiled briefly, but then rolled over and went back to sleep. I’ll need to work on my singing for sure.
The Morning After 