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Month: December 2010
Sunrise
The Continuing Adventures of Mr. Moose
More Joanna Newsom
Good Intentions Paving Company
Go Long
Soft as Chalk
Cosmia
Cosmia, by Joanna Newsom
Teaser
The King Is Dead preview, by the Decemberists
I can’t wait for the new album to come out. I am counting the days!
Winter
It’s supposed to get down to 3F tonight. This is not typical December weather for this area. We usually don’t get serious cold until January, and even then, not repeatedly or for long stretches.
On the bright side, the colder weather is partially due to the fact that the sky is clearing. The Geminids are peaking tonight, so if it’s clear enough, I’m hoping to see some meteors. They should be visible anywhere with a clear sky, so if you’re outside tonight or early tomorrow morning, LOOK UP!
And, of course, I can’t think of meteor showers without thinking of this song (the audio and video quality are quite good, for an audience recording).
Emily by Joanna Newsom
The meteorite is a source of the light
And the meteor’s just what we see
And the meteoroid is a stone that’s devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee
And the meteorite’s just what causes the light
And the meteor’s how it’s perceived
And the meteoroid’s a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee
And More Snow!
Instant Review: Ellettsville License Branch
I renewed my driving license and had the title for my car transferred into my name today. There was no wait, and start to finish, the entire process took 11 minutes. I give it five stars!
I got to thinking, though, and I’ve never actually had a bad BMV experience. Even back in the days when the waits were interminable, the actual service was good. In fact, one time when I went in to renew my very out of date driving license, one of the clerks took pity on me and let me skate by without the requisite number of IDs. He let me use a non-photo public library card for one of the IDs, then he had me get a state ID card, which then equaled enough ID to get my actual license. And after all that he didn’t charge me for the state ID card. He could have just said, “Sorry, come back with more ID,” but instead he went out of his way to figure out how to help me.
Tree of the Damned
My cubicle neighbor, who ought to know by now that I am scroogier than Scrooge himself, asked me this morning if she could put her little Christmas tree on top of my bookshelf. WTF?! I was speechless. Boundaries: YOU ARE CROSSING THEM! I told her I don’t like Christmas or Christmas decorations (which she should have figured out by now, since I always complain about them, and I never put any up. Duh!), but I don’t think she gets it. So whatever. Now I have a fake tree lurking over me. Ugh. But it’s one of those things that I don’t feel like I can make a big scene over, so I’m stuck with the damned thing.
I do think the moose adds a little je ne sais quoi.





