There was a time back in college when I spent a lot of time listening to Dave Matthews. I just loved Crash (still do, actually... so if you don't like it, tough nuggets... mmm, Haley, nuggets). Anyway... I especially liked the song "Too Much". I used to sing it at home (after listening to it a few too many times during long trips up & down the mountain). But Mom didn't like the words so much, especially in this one little section: "Ooh traffic jam got more cars than a beach got sand. Suck it up, suck it up, suck it up, fill it up until no more."
Oh, sweet little Mom. Oh, how she wishes I would've stuck to those tame-by-comparison words/phrases. Nowadays, Mom & Dad are too-often-disappointed by my inability to accurately express my feelings with my relatively-advanced vocabulary. Instead, I forget those SAT/GRE words and revert back to the worst choices. On a daily basis. Multiple times. And the biggest reason? KONA.
I ran across a cute little blog on a quick tour through a few "Next Blog"s on Blogger yesterday. (How many times can you use the word "blog" in a sentence?) The bloggist had made an effort to document the times in one day when she felt, well, let's call it frustrated. She quit counting at about 10... by about 10 am... and I can completely identify with her. I tried to notice over the days (yesterday and today) what really pushed me over the edge (!). And I was amused to find that the two biggest culprits of my language problem are: yes, Kona... and myself. (What's the appropriate form of that pronoun there, Mom? Myself, me? Not whom... I know that much, at least!) So... like the bloggist... I found myself calling people names or otherwise using verbalizations to abuse them (albeit secretly from the safety of my home or car or head)... and then realizing it was ME who caused the lunacy. An example: the stupid girl at the drivethrough @ Sonic gave me FRIES instead of tater tots. Geez! Oh wait... did I say I wanted tater tots? Duh... NO. I'm sure there are tons more where that came from (examples, not tater tots), but I'm starting to get sleepy myself. Maybe I'll come back to this topic someday when I care again.
Anyway, that song ("Too Much") definitely goes on my AGGRESSIVE HYPER playlist. I needed that list this past Friday. What is it about being pissy and starting out on a 6 hour drive that makes me so aggressively hyper... or hyperly aggressive? I really must put together some PLAYLISTS. The music collection is much too much too much too overwhelming without a little organizaiton. Any suggestions for other collections that might be fun to listen to at some point?
I'm tired of looking for a pic to post tonight. Sorry... I truly meant to post SOMETHING to give you a little visual stimulation instead of relying completely on the words. But, alas, it's just not meant to be. Take it easy and enjoy the rest of the week!
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