mizzmarvel: (beatles - sensibility_)

See what's inside )
mizzmarvel: (charlie brown - beat again!)
I have been writing so much at work that I don't even feel like writing this sentence. But for you, I'll do it.


My brain hasn't been very good at holding on to any real thoughts or emotions lately. Also, I've been getting annoyingly lightheaded every day for about a week now. I'd go to the doctor about it, except the $20 copay is not in my budget at present.

But possibly the worst thing of all is that this song has been stuck in my head all day:

Why, Jesus.
mizzmarvel: (blaines do it in top hats)
Two most common songs for me to sing in the shower:

2. "Old Dan Tucker"*

1. "I've Been Working on the Railroad"

I guess I'm an old, grizzled prospector at heart. I need to learn the extended version of "Oh My Darling, Clementine" next.

* Which, according to tonight's research, was originally a blackface minstrel song? Wow. I learned it as part of my third grade Little House in the Big Woods unit. Thanks for making me feel guilty for ever singing it, teacher.
mizzmarvel: (spaceghost vs michael stipe - valdezicon)
I totally stole this from [livejournal.com profile] madri and had entirely too much fun doing it.

Go to wikipedia and hit random. The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.
Go to quotationspage.com and hit random. The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your album.
Go to flickr and click on “explore the last seven days” Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
Use photoshop or similar (picnik.com is a free online photo editor) to put it all together.

you wish you had my album )
mizzmarvel: (beatles - sensibility_)
Something tells me Yahoo! got some of their headlines and photos mixed up tonight:

Yoko, how you've changed! Oh Yoko.

That being said, wow, it's seriously been thirty years since Lennon died? Four years before I was born...I'm a little heartbroken that we never got to occupy the world at the same time.

ear worm

Sep. 12th, 2010 11:41 pm
mizzmarvel: (spaceghost vs michael stipe - valdezicon)
all hail youtube )

I'm obsessed with this song, but I hate the video so much. The band members all creep me out something fierce. Damn you, Starbucks soundtrack, for playing it and making it track it down. Damn you, Starbucks, for having delicious tea that makes me go to your stores and listen to your soundtrack.
mizzmarvel: (kon looks pensive to the sky - poisonivo)
Rich Cronin from LFO has died. He was only 35.

"Summer Girls" was all over MTV at the height of my TRL obsession. I'd run home every day after school in ninth grade and manage to catch it just in time. I knew every freaking word of that awfully charming song. In fact, when I think of that time period, it's one of the songs that immediately pops into my head (along with "Drive Myself Crazy" and "I Want It That Way").

But there were a lot of songs that came and went on TRL. I don't remember most of them, and there's no reason I should have remembered this one more than any other. Except this: one time, I had a dream that Rich was my boyfriend. We had been separated during his tour for a while, and when we saw each other we leapt into each other's arms romantically, then hung out on the tour bus and just spent time together because we were totes in love. Then he took me to a show and sang "West Side Story" (some song of theirs that was on the radio at the time), only instead of the name Maria he sang Mackenzie, and everyone else was super-jealous.

Seriously, my entire concept of what a good boyfriend should be is based on this dream version of Rich Cronin. I'm so sad he's gone.

tv tv

Feb. 14th, 2010 11:36 pm
mizzmarvel: (good god bones - entwashian)
Dear The People Next Door,

I realize that Two and a Half Men is a very popular sitcom. I'm even told it's supposed to be funny, though every time I've seen the show, I've never quite seen it from that angle.

Anyway, I'm not going to judge you watching it every single night. Really. But surely the sorely under-represented nuances of male-centric humor are just as funny at low to medium volume. Because every night it's so loud that I can freaking feel the back-to-commercial jingle.

Could you maybe consider switching to some Big Bang Theory DVDs? I at least like that theme song.

Most respectfully,
The Girl Who Wears the Owl Hat

On a more positive note, have Four-Color Love by Seanan McGuire. Any love song that name drops Scott Summers, Longshot, and Bart Allen is okay by me.
mizzmarvel: (wonder girl adorable - mignolagraphics)
Well, last day of 2009. All in all, I'd say it was a pretty decent year, especially considering the crappiness of the two previous years. I mean, 2007 was the year Dad died, and 2008 was the year of prolonged unemployment.

At least in 2009, I was employed and could pay the bills. While I had some health problems, I never ended up in the hospital or anything. I actually wrote a chapter of Blue and participated in Yuletide (my fic has been pretty well received, btw, and the recipient seems to like it, so yay). I survived two airplane flights, and Disney returned to 2-D animation. All in all, pretty decent. But then, I usually expect the worse, so anything less than catastrophic is usually fine by me.

So, fare thee well, 2009. Thanks for being not-horrible.

P.S. I am importing CDs to my new iPod, which I never had room for on my previous tiny one. THERE IS STILL SO MUCH ROOM OMG. Seriously, the awesomeness of this iPod is making my eyes turn into swirling vortexes of wonder.
mizzmarvel: (christmas lights - misce_lee_eous)
I'm still working on my vacation rundown (I think I have a lot to say about the subject), but first, I need to say that when I got home, there were two notes from the postman saying that I needed to pick up a package. I assumed they were consecutive notes about the same package, since I was expecting the last of my roommate's present to arrive.

Weather.com said it felt like 6 F outside (lies: it was much warmer), so I hemmed and hawed and put off going and thought about not getting it until tomorrow, but eventually I bundled up and went. And I'm very glad I did, because not only was the present there, there was a second package too. For me!

When I got back, I leisurely took off my coat, mittens, et al. I considered waiting to open the package until after I ate, but curiosity (and the fact that Sorsha was already keenly interested in snuggling the box) got the better of me. I opened it. Inside was a beautifully wrapped smaller box. I opened that. Then I said this:

"aaufhpsgue[ghugbfnpibn WHAT."


I JUST. WHAT. It was something I listed on my Christmas Wishes post, but it was such a HUGE thing that I never, ever expected or even hoped to get one. And it's so pretty and silver, and I'm filling it up right now but it still has SO MUCH ROOM AND YAY YAY YAY.

mizzmarvel: (skeleton dance - tropic_icons)
Matter of concern: When I watch Dancing with the Stars (DO NOT JUDGE ME), I often say things like, "Why do I want to make out with Derek Hough? Why do I want to make out with Donny Osmond even more than I usually do? Why in God's name do I want to make out with Aaron Carter?"

Seriously, that should not be. But Aaron danced to the Muppet Show theme, so I was powerless.

This post reminds me that I should share my list of the top hottest Mormons sometime. Granted, there are pretty much only three people on that list, but still! They're hot. (Spoiler alert: Donny Osmond is #1. He sang the sexiest Disney song ever, okay? Don't be hatin'.)


Jun. 25th, 2009 11:32 pm
mizzmarvel: (tyger tyger - valdezicons)
My mom has bizarrely excellent timing when it comes to phone calls sometimes, because this afternoon she managed to catch me right as I was going over the bridge on the way home -- the only time I get phone reception during my commute -- to tell me Michael Jackson died. Somewhat gleefully, I might add. Not that she's happy he died, of course, my family just really like giving bad news (at least when it pertains to other people).

Which naturally means I was thrilled to break the news to two people later on in the day.

But now, seriously, I really want to find my Jackson 5 CD. To me, that's Michael. Before things got totally out of control.
mizzmarvel: (spaceghost vs michael stipe - valdezicon)
I don't think I've done this meme before, or at least in a very long time. Stole it from [livejournal.com profile] yoritomo_reiko.

Step 1: Put your iTunes or equivalent on random.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 50 35 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing. (Um, basically I kept adding lyrics until I was bored out of my mind, hence cutting it short very randomly.)
Step 3: Strike out the songs when someone guesses the titles and artists correctly and put the name of the song/who sings it and the username of the person who guessed it at the end of the lyric.
Step 4: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING!

Lyrics ahoy )


Jun. 28th, 2008 11:55 pm
mizzmarvel: (eomers_elf - bucky)
On the bright side: I haven't gotten a migraine since I lost my job!

On the down side: the non-migraine headache I have right now is still really annoying. Admittedly, eating candy at midnight is probably not helping.

The first panel of this Calvin and Hobbes comic pretty much encapsulates my mood tonight.

I was going to illustrate my mood by uploading a song, but iTunes is being weird, which only annoyed me more. So I went to YouTube to see if I could find a decent video, but in one a girl made a stupid "I'm introducing my video on YouTube, isn't it awkward? Hee hee!" face, and I was basically, "THAT'S IT, I'M DONE FOR TONIGHT."

And there we are.
mizzmarvel: (gay for you)
[livejournal.com profile] the_evident pointed me toward possibly the greatest music video of all time, in which Jimmy Kimmel tells the world - with a little help from some of his celebrity friends - that he's fucking Ben Affleck.

I think the Josh Groban and Harrison Ford parts are pretty much what did me in.
mizzmarvel: (spaceghost vs michael stipe - valdezicon)
When I was packing up to move, I brought a number of CDs with me to listen to on the train. The rest were placed either in a spindle, where I keep my least-listened to CDs, or placed in a black metal box, both of which were packed and shipped to me.

And all my boxes are here, and have been for months. I did a cursory glance into all of the boxes (except my comics boxes, which honestly frighten me - I'm going to have to organize those suckers someday), and I have no clue where the black box is. All my boxes are currently stacked in a cramped closet, not easily accessible. And I am kind of burning with the desire to listen to the Weakerthans as I fall asleep.

In the words of Charlie Brown - "AUUGH."

(I found the spindle, by the way. But if I had a choice between the Weakerthans and Weezer's stunningly awful last album, which I have within arm's reach? Well.)

ETA: About twelve seconds after I posted this, I found my box, but with no CD in sight. The more I thought about it, it was odd that I hadn't packed it to travel with me, and it dawned on me that I'd listened to this album since being in Ohio. And I still have no idea where it might be. It is a cruel God that would deny me the Weakerthans, but make sure I still have the Ricky Martin CD I bought when I was fifteen.

But I am grudgingly soothed by weather in the mid-50s. Friggin' sweet, Mother Nature!
mizzmarvel: (billy/asgardian/wiccan/whatever)
I could talk about how I'm having a slow and silent panic attack over this money and in what financial institution I should place it, and how I really hope for [livejournal.com profile] khirsah's sake that the ending of tonight's Top Chef isn't too emotional or I'll probably be sobbing hysterically.

But I won't.

So here, have some Patrick Wolf instead:

One of the YouTube comments suggested that it might be one of the worst music videos ever, to which I say NAY. Give this boy the Oscar for Best Music Video That Was Quite Possibly Filmed While The Singer Was Drunk And Maybe Had A Budget Of Fifteen Dollars!

But no, really, his amazing voice and skinny weirdness and facial expressions combined with the fact that there's still bright red hair dye on his neck, ears and face makes for the hottest combo ever. I love it.
mizzmarvel: (beatles - sensibility_)
I have a confession to make.

When I was about nine-years-old, I was in love. No, I mean, deeply, passionately in love. I know you probably doubt that a child that young could have such mature feelings for another person, but I did. I truly did. Honestly, I was ready and willing to commit to this man, though circumstances cruelly kept us apart.

I was in love with Billy Ray Cyrus.

And not this vaguely attractive Billy Ray, though his oily-looking hair and carefully groomed stubble give me disturbing George Michael flashbacks. No, folks, this was the object of my devotion. I mean, check out those guns! That baby-faced innocence! Hair that coveys that this gentleman is afraid of neither business nor party, as long as they are confined to their appropriate locales.

On my ninth birthday, my best friend gave me a Some Gave All cassette. This was the album containing "Achy Breaky Heart" and propelled him to the super-stardom he so rightly deserved. Interestingly, I was not yet a Billy Ray fan. Sure, I had heard of the song, but then as now, I was not much hip to the cool new music. My best friend was, however, and since I felt the need to like everything she did, I listened to it.

It was like a religious experience. Such soulful melodies! Such thoughtful, introspective lyrics! And I'm not talking about just the brilliant "Achy Breaky Heart" either. "Could've Been Me," "She's Not Crying Anymore," "Some Gave All" - songs which, though not considered classics by mainstream music authorities, should be. I have to give my mother major props for allowing me to listen to this cassette in the car as often as I wanted, which was constantly. (And interestingly, I was getting into comics at around the same time, so to this day I associate his music with Sam Guthrie. When I was nine, I thought it would be awesome if Sam became a country superstar. FOR SERIOUS.)

And let me make it clear, I was not a fair weather Billy Ray fan. Sure, Some Gave All was one of the best-selling albums of all time, but I was one of those people who actually bought his follow-up albums. It Won't Be the Last got almost play as Some Gave All, and I actually listened Storm in the Heartland a few times before going, "Yeah, maybe I've outgrown this."

Why am I reliving this? Why am I making this confession, when this fact could have remained a semi-obscure fact known only to my closest family members? Because I still have such affection for this man. I am so glad that being on Hannah Montana with his daughter (who, by the way, I remember being born, so much so that when she first started getting buzz, I squinted and went, "Miley? I wonder if that's Destiny Hope [her real name]?") has given him exposure again, and that he actually has new young fans who are innocently unaware of his Achy Breakiness. I am thrilled with him being on Dancing With the Stars and getting so much unironic attention.

I just want him to be happy, that's all. I guess you never totally lose that spark for your first true love, even if fate proclaimed that it was not to be.
mizzmarvel: (spaceghost vs michael stipe - valdezicon)
[livejournal.com profile] norachan tagged me to do this meme over a month ago, and I'm just getting around to it. Suck = me.

List 7 songs you're into lately regardless of what they are, and tag 7 people to do it too.

1. Neutral Milk Hotel - Holland, 1945
2. Stars - What I'm Trying to Say
3. The Magnetic Fields - Swinging London
4. The Weakerthans - DeReconstruction Site (I am so into this song that I initially got the name wrong.)
5. Rufus Wainwright - One Man Guy
6. OK Go - You're So Damn Hot
7. The Decemberists - We Both Go Down Together

And I would've really liked to have some links here for downloads, but alas, the dial up. It's just not going to happen. And I tag the last seven people remaining on Earth who've not done this meme.

ETA: That first song took only 20 minutes to upload to YSI. Yay?

Also, apparently Tick, Tick, Boom! is being performed in Los Angeles, according to the Times, and this weekend Adam Pascal is performing songs from RENT for $35, also in L.A. (Ouch, poor guy.) Anyway, saw that and thought of [livejournal.com profile] maryjune79.
mizzmarvel: (mallory)
If I were making a BSC fanmix, I'd include "Uptown Girl" by Billy Joel for Stacey, "You Are My Sunshine" for Dawn, "Dancing Queen" by ABBA for Jessi, "Make 'Em Laugh" from the Singing in the Rain soundtrack for Abby, "Too Shy" by Kajagoogoo for Mary Anne, "Graduate" by Third Eye Blind for Claudia

Probably "Call Me" by Blondie for the BSC meetings, "The Sign" by Ace of Base for the Mysteries, "Our House," for the Pike family, "Little Miss Can't Be Wrong" by the Spin Doctors for any BSC member engaged in any sort of argument, ever, "You're the First, My Last, My Everything" by Barry White for Mary Anne/Logan, also.

And I don't know what else.

But these are the kinds of things I think about as I'm falling asleep.

ETA: Also, after reading Mary Anne's Revenge and Claudia and the Disaster Date, I'm completely sold on MA/Cary, and if not that, then surely Cary/Alan. Cary's so...protective of him. It's cute. *hides*


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Could that someone be Mack the Knife?

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