Archive for February 2010
Attention! Attention! All sandwich shops! You’re going to want to stock up on tuna for the next several Fridays until Lent is over. It is going to be a popular item. That is all.
Also, I walked by the Quiznos today and saw the same girl working so I guess she didn’t end it after all. The weight upon my soul has lifted…
So here I am above palm trees
So straight and tall
You are smaller, getting smaller
But I still see you
– “Goodbye Sky Harbor” by Jimmy Eat World
For those that don’t know (and that’s probably many considering the whopping two paragraphs on Wikipedia), Pre-Cana is a number of courses that allow a couple to get married in the Catholic church. Sometimes the classes can stretch over three weekends, but Tara and I knocked it out in one big gulp last Saturday. It was…all right. A little awkward at times (see above), and my biggest gripe with the whole deal was that the instructors already assumed you and your future spouse fought and had many deep, problematic issues to work out from the get-go. That’s not the case with Tara and I. I’m peanut butter, she’s chocolate; we complement each other greatly, and nothing can stop us. But then when you tell them this, it’s still something negative because it’s not good to not fight ever…or some silliness like that. To each his own, I guess.
But yeah, we survived eight hours of Pre-Cana and even got to have mass in the chapel we’re getting married in. It was nice. My head didn’t explode there.
I believe in you even through the tears and the laughter
I believe in you even though we be apart
I believe in you even on the morning after
– “I Believe In You” by Bob Dylan
It was bad. Other words to describe the experience include: abominable, atrocious, awful, contemptible, criminal, dire, disgraceful, disgusting, execrable, heinous, loathsome, low, malodorous, mean, obnoxious, peccant, putrid, rancid, rank, reprehensible, repulsive, rotten, sad, scandalous, shameful, sickening, stinking, terrible, unfavorable, vile, villainous, wicked, wretched, and wrong. Really, any of those will work. Also, doodie.
If you’ve read the book, I suggest you stay far, far away. If you haven’t read the book, let me spoil one part for you in the hopes that you’ll understand I’m doing it for your own good and to save you money and time and brain cells: you will, in all seriousness, witness teenage kids tripping on drug cookies while a satyr line-dances to Lady Gaga’s “Poker Face.”
(Special thanks to Panlexicon for this entry.)
‘Cause I am due for a miracle
I’m waiting for a sign
I’ll stare straight into the sun
And I won’t close my eyes
Till I understand or go blind
– “Stare at the Sun” by Thrice
Can’t speak with 100% certainty here, but it’s probably just as scary as the real thing.
Open up your mind and let me step inside
Rest your weary head and let your heart decide
It’s so easy when you know the rules
It’s so easy
All you have to do is fall in love
– “Play the Game” by Queen
The final season of LOST starts tonight, and let me put the warm swirly-twirlies I’m feeling inside of my body into words you will understand: I AM SO SUPER EXCITED. I can just feel it, y’know, that this season, this final gasp, is not only going to be great, but monumental. Astounding. Mind-blowing. Historical in the shape of things to come. Really, I could just keep using adjectives to describe what it’s going to be, but I’d rather share some fanart with you. Here’s Jack, Kate, and Locke, all done in Supertown style:
Stay tuned for more character art as the season continues. Hurley’s going to fun to draw, that’s for sure. Are you EXCITED about tonight’s premiere? If not, are you dead on the inside? Did a Dharma shark eat your heart?