In each glamourous life, a little laundry must be done. So that’s why I’m sitting in a hot little laundromat called Lavapiumone in Bologna on a Monday night.
From the pictures it looked pretty nice. Clearly it was a promo shot. I was really supposed to go to LaveLave but somehow missed it altogether. It had seats. Continue reading
Everything is awesome
When we’re living our dream
Everything is Awesome, LEGO movie
So another new year rolls round and there are tons of lists out there. Some round up the past year by listing the ‘best of’ or people who died.
Others look forward to the new year by listing top ten resolutions, getting fit tips, self improvement ideas, etc.
With you gone, I’m alive,
Makes me feel like I took happy pills,
Nora Jones, Happy Pills
Happy Pills
The events of last year caught up to me and I was having a hard time getting over it.
But I didn’t want to go on serious chemicals. Been there, done that. I resorted to St. John’s Wort which had helped in the past. Continue reading
I’ll stick with you, baby, for a thousand years.
Nothin’s gonna touch you in these golden years.
David Bowie, Golden Years
It was croissant Friday, payday, and I was treating myself to the usual croissant. At 7 a.m., upon entering my favourite patisserie, I caught the tail end of Bowie’s song, V2 Schneider. I hadn’t heard it in years: since the wasband decommissioned my turn table in fact. The next song was Golden years and memories came flooding back. My eyes started to tear up thinking about the song. I sang it to junior when he was little. It was the song I listened to it when I felt all my friends had abandoned me. When I listened to it when I felt immortal. Mr. Bowie was on my side. Continue reading
I think I can make it now, the pain is gone
All of the bad feelings have disappeared
Here is the rainbow I’ve been praying’ for
It’s gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright)
Sun-Shiny day.
Johnny Nash – I can see Clearly Now
Good Morning. Let the stress begin…
My first inclination is to describe 2015 as an “annus horibilis”.
Certainly there were enough bad things going on to warrant it. Continue reading
Watch the shadow cross the floor (sun in an empty room)
We don’t live here anymore (sun in an empty room)
Sun in an empty room, The Weakerthans
So our 190 boxes had been moved to the new house and it was time to go back and take one last look at where we used to live.
It had been pouring down rain all day. As I stepped into my old living room for the last time, the sun came out. It hit me that this would be the last time I’d see the sun slant across this floor. We don’t live here anymore. Continue reading
When I heard of the attacks in Paris, my heart broke. Is this what the civilized world had come to? Yet junior seemed unmoved.
While watching the CBC, tears streaming down my face, I worried about my friends, my friend’s friends, my family in DK, my family in Italy. Where would the cowardly acts of stupidity stop?
Junior says, “It’s not happening here, it’s not happening to people I know. I’ll save my tears for then, otherwise I’ll run out of tears.” I understand that. He’s watched me cry for almost a decade but I haven’t run out yet. Continue reading
Music has always been a huge part of my life. Some albums I loved so much and played so often that they became the background
Music in my head
soundtrack to my life. The songs would be playing in the back of my mind for whatever situation I was in, like a movie soundtrack.
I’ve often found that when a situation arouse, the music that needed to accompany that scenario showed up as well. Like the universe sending me musical karma to make it through. Continue reading
