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The Kiss

I think this song is so beautiful. I want to cry every time I hear it.

Love, risin’ from the mists
Promise me this and only this
Holy breath touchin’ me
Like a wind song
Sweet communion of a kiss
 
Sun, siftin’ thru the grey
Enter in, reach me with a ray
Silently swoopin’ down
Just to show me
How to give my heart away
 
And once a crystal choir
Appeared while I was sleepin’ and called my name
And when they came down nearer
Sayin’, “Dyin’ is done”
Then a new song was sung
Until somewhere we breathed as one
 
Stars, burstin’ in the sky
Hear the sad nova’s dyin’ cry
Shimmerin’ memory
Come and hold me
While you show me how to fly
 
Sun, siftin’ thru the grey
Enter in, reach me with a ray
Silently swoopin’ down
Just to show me
How to give my heart away
 
And lately sparklin’ hosts
Come fill my dreams descendin’ on fiery beams
I’ve seen ‘em come clear downWhere our poor bodies lay
Soothe us gently and say
“Gonna wipe all your tears away”
 
Love risin’ from the mists
Promise me this and only this
Holy breath touchin’ me
Like a wind song
Sweet communion of a kiss
 
Judee Sill was talented and kind of tragic. You can learn more about her on The Lost Genius of Judee Sill on BBC Radio 4.

 

the Infinite Monkey speaks: little by little

Random brilliance from across the internet…

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The sun doesn’t rise instantaneously; it comes up little by little by little.

I think the key for us is to learn to trust the little by little.

- Matt Ham

Bowtie Friday with Matt Ham (video)

Becoming An Ironman

My Parents’ New Digs

So I spent last weekend at my parent’s new house, and I’ll have to admit that change can be nice. :)

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the Infinite Monkey speaks: on body shame

Random brilliance from across the internet…

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If you’re not the weight that you want to be – if you’re fat or if you’re thin, whatever – it doesn’t matter. If you’re embarrassed or ashamed about your body, you don’t have to be. You’ve got to start living now in the body that you have today. And from that, you will gain confidence.

- Whitney Thore

Today Show interview

NoBodyShame.com

Luke, I Am Your Father

Driving home from work last night, my mind was meandering from trail to trail and I somehow landed on those words that Darth Vader (almost) spoke. But suddenly it wasn’t James Earl Jones’ voice in my head anymore; it was my own.

My sister and I spent a lot of weekends at my grandparents’ house when we were kids. It didn’t have air conditioning, and in the summertime there was always a big box fan blowing in the middle of the living room floor. Becca and I would take turns talking into the fan, and that was the favorite phrase of choice. “LUKE, I  am your FATHER!”

“Get away from that fan, you’re blocking the air!”

Emperor Nannie needs no Jedi mind tricks to make her will be done.

 

What I remember most about those times is a lot of little things like that. Running around in the yard with the chickens and the kids across the street. Sitting in front of the wood stove, wrapped in a big towel after a bath in winter. The fact that my Nannie never locked her doors, and that’s why I walked home in the middle of the night from my friend’s house when I couldn’t sleep. I always knew I could get in.

We used to pull down her attic steps and play around the hole they left in the ceiling. I don’t remember what we played, but I remember sitting around the edge with boxes of this and that stacked all around us. And I remember looking up at dangling feet when it was my turn to climb that rickety old ladder.

We would go to “the candy store” before church on Sunday. It was really just the corner market, but Nannie gave us fifty cents apiece to buy candy with, so it was a candy store to us. We each could get two candy bars with that kind of money back then, and we took our time choosing.

 

Nannie and Grandpop watched Hee Haw, so we had to watch it too. But it wasn’t so bad. Other than that, we pretty much had our way with the television. We always watched the Disney movie, and I particularly remember seeing Escape to Witch Mountain at their house. But the big deal was The Love Boat and Fantasy Island on Saturday nights. Da plane! Da plane!

I saw JR get shot on their tv, too, something I’d have never been allowed to watch at home. But don’t blame Nannie; she was asleep by then. I was a tv and movie girl from the start, I guess, and I’d stay up all night long watching and watching and watching. Bring on the next story! Channel control was a mighty powerful thing to a kid like me, back before there was a tv in every room, cable or even the fourth network.

I lay on the couch in the dark, sometimes wide awake and sometimes half asleep but not willing to give up. Nannie would wake up in the middle of the night and ask, “What are you still doing up?!”

“I’m going to bed in a minute.”

But it always took longer than that.

 

There were always granddaddy long legs in Nannie’s house. They’d climb up and down the walls, and beside the couch their tiny pill bodies and giant spindly legs were cast in relief by the blue and white light of the television. It’s an image that will probably stay with me the rest of my life, creepy and fascinating all at the same time.

I liked the fireflies better.

There was a big old tree in the front yard and a well not far from it. An old-fashioned black iron pump and handle stuck out from the concrete well lid, and I always thought that was cool as crazy. It didn’t work, but that was okay. Nannie and Grandpop would sit in a couple of old lawn chairs next to the well, under the wide canopy of that old tree, and everything was exactly how it was supposed to be.

The sun would start to go down and the breeze would start to pick up. The grass would begin to cool beneath our bare feet. And lightning bugs – so many lightning bugs. The chase was on, and when you caught one, you’d cup both hands gently around it and peek inside to see the light.

 

Sometimes I miss being a kid.

I miss newness and the adventure that comes with unreserved imagination.

I watch my nieces play dress up and tea party, and I envy their ability to get lost in that make-believe world. I suspect the imaginary worlds I create for myself now are not nearly as awesome as theirs.

Would I go back? Heck no.

But I wouldn’t mind a visit from time to time.

 

To be honest, though, some things never do lose their magic. Like staying up all night watching television when I know I really should be asleep in bed.

And I’m certainly not above talking into a fan, even at my age.

If no one is looking.

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A Year in the 80’s – 1982 No. 1’s

A Quick Look Back

Population: 231,664,458
Life expectancy: 74.5
New Home: $69,300
New Car: $7,983
Median Income: $14,531
Stamp: $ .20
Regular Gas: $1.19
Bread: $ .60
Gal of Milk: $1.79

And here are the Number One’s for 1982!

Movies

Oscars
Best Picture: Gandhi
Best Director: Richard Attenborough, Gandhi
Best Actor: Ben Kingsley, Gandhi
Best Actress: Meryl Streep, Sophie’s Choice

Highest Grossing Films
1. E.T: The Extra-Terrestrial ($359,197,037
2.  Tootsie ($177,200,000)
3.  An Officer and a Gentleman ($129,795,554)
4. Rocky III (124,146,897)
5. Porky’s ($105,492,483)

Remember These Movies?
Diner
The Year of Living Dangerously
Annie
Cannery Row
The Secret of NIMH
An Officer and a Gentleman
The World According to Garp
First Blood
Victor/Victoria
Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid

Music

Grammy Awards:
Album of the Year:  John Lennon & Yoko Ono for Double Fantasy
Record of the Year: Kim Carnes for Bette Davis Eyes
Best New Artist:  Sheena Easton

Pop Female Vocal:  Lena Horne for The Lady and Her Music
Pop Male Vocal:  Al Jarreau for Breakin’ Away
Pop Duo/Group: The Manhattan Transfer for The Boy from New York City

Rock Female Vocal: Pat Benatar for Fire and Ice
Rock Male Vocal: Rick Springfield for Jessie’s Girl
Rock Duo/Group: The Police for Don’t Stand So Close To Me

Country Female Vocal: Dolly Parton for 9 to 5
Country Male Vocal: Ronnie Milsap for (There’s) No Gettin’ Over Me
Country Duo/Group: The Oak Ridge Boys for Elvira

Billboard Top Singles
1. Physical – Olivia Newton-John
2. Eye of the Tiger – Survivor
3. I Love Rock ‘n Roll – Joan Jett and the Blackhearts
4. Ebony and Ivory – Paul McCartney and Stevie Wonder
5.  Centerfold – The J. Geils Band

Remember These Songs?
Don’t You Want Me  by The Human League
Shake It Up by The Cars
Eye in the Sky by The Alan Parsons Project
Heat of the Moment by Asia
Love’s Been a Little Bit Hard on Me by Juice Newton
Caught Up in You by .38 Special
Any Day Now by Ronnie Milsap
Crimson and Clover by Joan Jett and The Blackhearts
Waiting on a Friend by The Rolling Stones
Somebody’s Baby by Jackson Browne

Television

Emmy Awards
Outstanding Drama: Hill Street Blues, (NBC)
Best Actor, Drama: Daniel J. Travanti as Captain Frank Furillo, Hill Street Blues (NBC)
Best Actress, Drama: Michael Learned as Mary Benjamin, Nurse (CBS)

Outstanding Comedy: Barney Miller, (ABC)
Best Actor, Comedy: Alan Alda as Hawkeye Pierce, M*A*S*H (CBS)
Best Actress, Comedy: Carol Kane as Simka Dahblitz, Taxi (ABC)

Top Shows
1982 – 1983    (Households with TV: 83,300,000)

1. 60 Minutes (CBS) 21,241,500
2. Dallas (CBS) 20,491,800
3. M*A*S*H (CBS) 18,825,800
4. Magnum, P.I. (CBS) 18,825,800
5. Dynasty (ABC) 18,659,200
6. Three’s Company (ABC) 17,659,600
7. Simon & Simon (CBS) 17,493,000
8. Falcon Crest (CBS) 17,243,100
9. The Love Boat (ABC) 16,909,900
10. The A-Team (NBC) 16,743,300

Remember These Shows?
Square Pegs (82 – 83)
Joanie Loves Chachi (82 – 83)
Seven Brides for Seven Brothers (82 – 83)
The New Odd Couple (82 – 83)
T. J. Hooker (82 – 86)
Knight Rider (82 – 86)
Silver Spoons (82 – 87)
Remington Steele (82 – 87)
Fame (82 – 87)
St. Elsewhere (82 – 88)
Nine to Five (82 – 88)
Newhart (82 – 90)

What else do you remember from 1982?

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References:
Music Outfitters
The Cost of Living
1980’s Flashback
In the 80’s
Classic TV Hits

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