aww. "young victoria"

do you ever feel like a chess piece yourself? in a game being played against your will

do you?

constantly.

then you had better master the rules of the game until you play it better than they can.

you don't recommend i find a husband to play it for me

not for you. with you.

Black 2007 Porsche 911 Carrera 4S. dang.

how great thou art

O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

nina simone, "feeling good"

Birds flyin' high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on by you know how I feel
Its a new dawn, its a new day, its a new life for me
yeah, its a new dawn its a new day its a new life for me ooooooooh
AND I'M FEELING GOOD

Fish in the sea, you know how I feel
River runnin' free you know how I feel
Blossom on the tree you know how I feel
Its a new dawn, its a new day, its a new life for me
And I'm feelin good

Dragonfly out in the sun you know what i mean dont you know
Butterflies all havin' fun you know what I mean
Sleepin' peace when day is done that's what I mean
And this old world is a new world and a bold world for me

Stars when you shine you know how I feel
Scent of the crime you know how I feel
Your freedom is mine, and I know how I feel
Its a new dawn, its a new day, its a new life for me
(Free styling)
OH I'M FEELING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD

CHUCK'S BACK!!

Andrew said...
The proper grading of any Chuck episode for me is "how goofy a grin is on your face when it's over" and this one rivals vs. The Ring for the record.

9:07 PM, APRIL 26, 2010

"in treatment" is GREAT TV.

"I don't think it's beneath our dignity if it's a place our dignity refuses to go."

nymagazine profiles lady gaga

It’s an unlikely rise, and an unlikely name, and a totally unreal image. But what’s reality? “I believe that everyone can do what I’m doing,” says Gaga, spreading her arms wide. “Everyone can access the parts of themselves that are great. I’m just a girl from New York City who decided to do this, after all. Rule the world! What’s life worth living if you don’t rule it?”

loswhit - dead on.

The great thing is to prevent his doing anything. As long as he does not convert it into action, it does not matter how much he thinks about this new repentance. Let the little brute wallow in it. Let him, if he has any bent that way, write a book about it; that is often an excellent way of sterilizing the seeds which the Enemy plants in a human soul. Let him do anything but act. No amount of piety in his imagination and affections will harm us if we can keep it out of his will. As one of the humans has said, active habits are strengthened by repetition but passive ones are weakened. The more often he feels without acting, the less he will be able ever to act, and, in the long run, the less he will be able to feel,

Your affectionate uncle
SCREWTAPE



(yes i understand the irony.)

Hymn to God, My God, in My Sickness by John Donne

Since I am coming to that Holy room,
Where, with Thy choir of saints for evermore,
I shall be made Thy music; as I come
I tune the instrument here at the door,
And what I must do then, think here before;

Whilst my physicians by their love are grown
Cosmographers, and I their map, who lie
Flat on this bed, that by them may be shown
That this is my south-west discovery,
Per fretum febris, by these straits to die;

I joy, that in these straits I see my west;
For, though those currents yield return to none,
What shall my west hurt me? As west and east
In all flat maps—and I am one—are one,
So death doth touch the resurrection.
Is the Pacific sea my home? Or are
The eastern riches? Is Jerusalem?
Anyan, and Magellan, and Gibraltar?
All straits, and none but straits, are ways to them
Whether where Japhet dwelt, or Cham, or Shem.

We think that Paradise and Calvary,
Christ's cross and Adam's tree, stood in one place;
Look, Lord, and find both Adams met in me;
As the first Adam's sweat surrounds my face,
May the last Adam's blood my soul embrace.

So, in His purple wrapp'd, receive me, Lord;
By these His thorns, give me His other crown;
And as to others' souls I preach'd Thy word,
Be this my text, my sermon to mine own,
"Therefore that He may raise, the Lord throws down."

"in treatment", a gold mine of little moments

liked this:

Anonymous said...
I'm intrigued by each new character, but I feel as though I'm learning more about Paul than any of them. Every episode reveals more about him. It was good to see him with someone so young, to see the way he led her to reveal more about herself -- through his choice of words (you could almost see him thinking about what to say next), his allowing her to explore his office, but most of all through his silence, those moments when he didn't say a thing -- either because he didn't quite know what to say (so chose to 'first, do no harm') and other times because he was waiting for her to lead the way.

I thought the episode was quite good, the writing and acting seemed right on the mark.
I believed Sophie as a character in a way I didn't quite believe Laura and Alex. I don't mean that I believed the things she said to Paul; she, like Laura and Alex, are not truthful with Paul or with themselves. I mean that she got to me -- she wasn't just a character in a TV show. She was real to me. I thought about her today and worried about her.

This show brings up many, many troubling questions.

A friend who'd had a bad time a situation at her job said to me recently 'Why do people lie?' and I've thought about that question so much. We all do it, often by omission. America is a nation of liars, people reinventing themselves over and over. It's one of the reasons people came here -- to start over. Why would you lie to your therapist? Because you're already lying to yourself and that's a lot of the reason you're in trouble in the first place?

wow, scary.

JoeE said...
At the risk of sounding pretentious, there's a Nietzsche quote that always comes to mind when I watch this show:

"Verily, I have often laughed at the weaklings who thought themselves good because they had no claws."

Walt's not that far removed from anyone who has ever had to deal with failure, compromise, and anger - which is to say, all of us. He's just found his claws.

uh wow... breaking bad s02e01

yeah.

sisterhood 2 (2008)

that night i guess i felt a little more than i had bargained for.

why didn't you just talk to me, tib?

i guess i can't lie to you as well as i can lie to myself.

you need to have a little faith, tib. not everyone you love is going to leave you.

i know that now.

"life" = the count of monte cristo?

Eugene Freedman said...
This is a cross post as I missed the weekly discussion and just caught up on the show after a week ago. People were wondering where Rachel and the conspiracy were going.

I started watching for Damian Lewis, but after one episode I realized that the plot was the Count of Monte Cristo, my favorite novel.

Of course, Crews is Edmond Dantes, wrongfully imprisoned, escaping to riches, ultimately to figure out the conspiracy and seek revenge.

Rachel is tougher to figure out, but she is Haydee, daughter of Ali Pasha, betrayed and killed by Fernand Mondego de Morcerf. Fernand Mondego de Morcerf also was part of the consipiracy that sent Dantes to prison. Haydee was then sold into slavery. Once Dantes finds her and figures out who she is, he purchases her from her master and she chooses to stay with him, even though he sets her free. Eventually she gives the key evidence in the trial of Fernand Mondego de Morcerf (Jack Reese).

Albert de Morcerf, Fernand's son, becomes very close with Dantes and after learning of his actions, disowns his father and mother. Let's just call Dani Reese Albert de Morcerf.

Oh, and did you think it's a coincidence that Crews' ex-wife drives a Mercedes? That's the name of Dantes fiancee who Fernand stole as part of the conspiracy.

Oh, and Crews' mother died when he was in prison, like Dantes' heartbroken father.

Well adapted. I recommend the book (unabridged) to everyone.

11:42 AM, NOVEMBER 08, 2008

five for fighting, "if god made you"

"If God Made You"

Hey Kid... Your time has come to change
Though I need you more than I've needed anyone in any way tonight
Hey Kid... I know it won't be long
The Captain's calling...come to see you back where we belong

Something inside me is breaking
Something inside says there's somewhere better than this...

Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in her eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you he's in love with me

Hey Kid...Do wishes count at all
Can you give me a sign...give me anything I won't tell a soul you told
Hey Kid...Will you hold me when I sleep
Will you find me when the tide decides that I got to leave

Something inside me is breaking
Something inside says there's somewhere better than this...

Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in her eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you he's in love with me

Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in your eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you he's in love with me

Something inside me is breaking
Something inside says there's somewhere better than this my love

Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in her eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you he's in love with me

Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in your eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you... he's in love with me...


aww.

wow, sisterhood

Lena: [in her letter, after Kostas accuses her of being afraid to love him]

He's right, Car. I am afraid. There's a part of me that wants to let him in but then I feel myself put this wall up and I don't understand why. Maybe that's what strikes me most about Kostas. That despite everything he's suffered he can still look at life in the most uncomplicated way. I've never known that kind of faith. It makes me sad that people like Kostas and Bridget who have lost everything can still be open to love while I, who have lost nothing, am not.