May 29th, 2008

Cats: Techno!

Packing day

Today's been good. :) The bedroom is now completely packed, I'm working on the second bookshelf and I'll have the kitchen done by nightfall.

I took an hour's break to get a late lunch, coffee and read my brand new copy of Pride & Prejudice - the essay included in the beginning of this imprint is wonderful!

Got a sweet email from Joe, he's doing well and has begun to grow muttonchops (which I am christening 'lambchops' until they get bushier, hee) in an effort to live a more Steampunk life. This is one of the many things I like about Joe: in countless small ways he manages to bring his fantasy world out of his imagination and into the real world. It makes life - and Joe - interesting, and this is of invaluable importance to me. We have both decided to take advantage of the cool weather and steampunk our attire up a bit when the mood grabs us.

In the course of packing my upstairs bookshelf, I took a look through the illustrated Gift Edition of Jurassic Park that I found in a used bookstore for eight dollars a year or so back and realised - for the first time - that it's actually signed by Michael Crichton. I think I glimpsed the signature once before but assumed it was just printed on, for show. This time I looked closer and could see where the pen had dented the page and the ink had soaked partway through the paper on the other side. Awesome! I googled it and it's a perfect match for the pics of his actual signature so I'm going to assume it's real, too. :)

The guy at the coffee shop where I had lunch laughed at my Angry Beavers shirt. As I walked home I pondered my current interests and realised that at the moment they're unusually diverse, even for me, as they include:

- A twisted and long-cancelled cult cartoon about a megalomaniacal but clueless alien trying to take over the world;
- A classic period romance novel about class divides, personal misunderstandings and marriages;
- An American TV series drama with elements of black humor about a charming serial killer;
- A cheaply-made British serial television show about a man who travels through time in a phone booth;
- An indie cartoonist and Goth whose disturbing yet insightful 'splatter' comics gained him a massive cult following;
- A cross-dressing comedian whose humor primarily revolves around gender, modern history and cultural difference;
- and a ridiculously elaborate card game featuring cartoon rabbit homicide and magic carrots.

I enjoy variety.

If you have been paying attention, or if you have similar interests, it shouldn't be too hard at all to put names to the above list of people, shows and games.

The big news around the house today is the death of Kelly's betta fish (due to winter) and Kim's cane (due to special shoes; if they continue to work right he may never be compared to House again).

Back to work! There's boxes to be packed!

International shipping

Howdy, guys. Thanks to the marvellous linkage of spotweld, I've found some AMAZING yet comfy-looking steampunk-style boots for a great price on Of course, they don't ship internationally, so I was wondering if anyone would be willing to act as a go-between for me - I'd have the boots shipped to your address, then you'd send them my way and I'd pay you the shipping costs incurred plus a thankyou bonus on top.

Anyone able to help?
Cats: The way to heaven

The Five Songs That Make Me Cry

Despite all evidence to the contrary, deep down inside I am a soppy, romantic gal. There are five songs that make me teary almost every time I hear them alone. Here are the songs, the explanations and the best lines / verses from each.

Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley: Really, does this need any explanation? Few other songs come close to summing up the agony of loving and losing like this one, and in such an intensely poetic way. Jeff Buckley wasn't the first to do this song, but I'm most familiar with his version.

Well there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me, do you?
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah

Well, maybe there's a god above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
It's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

End of the Innocence - Don Henley: I was working at Disney when my friend Tony gave me a CD of the best of Don Henley (formerly of The Eagles). I hated Sydney, hated being alone, and I was beginning to hate working for Disney too - let me tell you, one way to grow up fast is to watch a dream turn to dust. Around this time, I got a call from Mum to tell me that she and Dad were divorcing. The next day at work, this song came up in my Discman, and I hurried to the bathroom and cried for half an hour. I haven't been able to hear it without crying since. Even the memory makes me cry. I'm a little weepy typing this right now, how crazy is that?? Of all the songs listed here, this is the most personally powerful and meaningful to me.

Remember when the days were long
And rolled beneath a deep blue sky
Didn't have a care in the world
With mommy and daddy standing by
When happily ever after fails
And weve been poisoned by these fairy tales
The lawyers dwell on small details
Since daddy had to fly

But I know a place where we can go
Thats still untouched by man
Well sit and watch the clouds roll by
And the tall grass wave in the wind

You can lay your head back on the ground
And let your hair fall all around me
Offer up your best defense
But this is the end
This is the end of the innocence

Romeo and Juliet - Dire Straits: Another lament for lost love, this song is made more powerful by casual lyrics reminiscent of the spoken word. It was always the following two verses that got me, at a time when I was helplessly and hopelessly in love with someone who didn't love me back. (He came around - as the song says, "It was just that the time was wrong.")

I can't do the talk like they talk on TV
And I cant do a love song like the way it's meant to be
I can't do everything, but I'd do anything for you
I can't do anything except be in love with you

And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All do is keep the beat and bad company
All I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme
Julie, I'd do the stars with you anytime

To Her Door - Paul Kelly: Another brilliant song from Australian singer/songwriter Paul Kelly, this one has a strong narrative about a couple whose relationship fell apart after they married too young and succumbed to money stresses and drinking. The man in the song spends a year away from his family and comes to realise how much they mean to him. Filled with equal parts hope and terror, he writes his wife a letter telling her that he's changed, and she cautiously asks him to come and see her. He catches a bus to her door. We don't find out what happens after that.

She went to her brother's, got a little bar work
He went to the Buttery, stayed about a year
Then he wrote a letter, said I want to see you
She thought he sounded better, she sent him up the fare
He was riding through the cane in the pouring rain
On Olympic to her door
To her door

He came in on a Sunday, every muscle aching
Walking in slow motion like he'd just been hit
Did they have a future?
Would he know his children?
Could he paint a picture and get them all to fit?
He was shaking in his seat, riding through the streets
In a silvertop to her....
Shaking in his seat, riding through the streets
In a silvertop to her door
To her door

Have You Ever Seen The Rain - Creedence Clearwater Revival: This one is more a happy-teary song, I find it very inspiring. I've never looked up what it refers to - chances are it, like most of Creedence's stuff, is about the Vietnam War or the politics of the time, but it means something different to me anyway. To me it's about depression - rain on a sunny day - and a reminder that all storms pass.

Someone told me long ago there's a calm before the storm,
I know; it's been comin' for some time.
When its over, so they say, it'll rain a sunny day,
I know; shinin' down like water.

I want to know, have you ever seen the rain?
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
Comin' down on a sunny day?

What are the songs that get under your skin?