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I'm vividly remembering Thanksgiving of 7th grade this year.

That year we had a 30-something pound turkey. Home-raised. That turkey was an absolute bastard. That dumb, dick turkey's head came to my shoulderblades and he'd peck me when I tried to feed him. That douche.

We started with four turkeys all together. Two males, two females. One got out of the pen and was eaten, immediately by coyotes. The three remaining... *sigh* I wish I could say that it was a fight to choose for the holiday... no. No there was no debate. That dumb douche bird got what was coming to him.

He sat on one of the females and broke her legs and she eventually starved to death. I remember my dad throwing her stiff body into the woods/field behind the pen.

Then there was two...

Dickbird and the other one. I am pretty sure someone's dog got this one, because we had turkey breasts in the freezer long before thanksgiving.

Then dickbird was alone. I remember chasing him around the yard with the riding mower...and getting chased when I tried feeding him.

I remember the day my dad wrestled dickbird into a crate and hauled him to be slaughtered. I had a basketball game... he dropped me off with a damn turkey in the back of his Chevette.

That year we had an ice storm. It was unreal. Everything was encased in ice. We sledded down the formerly-busy road to see all the accidents and jack-knifed semis stuck in various ditches. The power flickered, the lines arced, the road went unplowed.

And we had to cook dickbird. I remember waking up at 5am - I had to sleep downstairs because we had oil heat down there and electric upstairs. Sporadic electricity? 34 lb dickbird? Family from out of town?

That dickbird was delicious.
So, I'm sitting in Bauhaus alone after Amber left to take care of a kid emergency

And Chuck palahniuk walks in and sits by me.

I'm no fan so I was making fun of him on AIM and laughed so hard I farted by accident.

He left.


I sure know how to clear a room.
T and I just got home from Vermillion where we were two of more people than I'd ever expect to see at my own memorial.

We didn't stay long - long enough to give his closest friends some big long hugs, drank some wine, gave a toast to a wonderful man, sang him happy birthday and made a wish on a birthday cake.

I shed secret tears on the slow walk home.

Rest in Peace Ben Danzig.

13 November, 1984 - 11 November, 2009.

Remember to be as friendly and loving as Ben always was. If you knew him, you know his attitude. He's an amazing guy and we were all so fortunate to share in his journey.

This one is for you, Ben. xoxo
Fuck today.
Rest in Peace, Ben.



I never got you that fish I promised you.

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The very best of Neil Diamond
Sings as the bombs rain down from the crystal sky
The very best of Neil Diamond
Radio cassette plays on as the kitchen crushed

Just the very thought, trust but verify

The very best of Neil Diamond
Hear its cry come through concrete rubble mound
But even craters should honour life
Still the cassette plays on, oh sweet Caroline

Comedy killer, follow the leader
Tragedy bringer, violent thriller

Just the very thought, trust but verify, just to terrify
What's an empty thought but a lullaby?
Alors tu vois, comme tout se mêle
Et du coeur a tes lèvres, je deviens un casse-tête
Ton rire me crit, de te lâcher
Avant de perdre prise, et d'abandonner
Car je ne t'en demanderai jamais autant
Déja que tu me traites, comme un grand enfant
Et nous n'avons plus rien, à risquer
À part nos vies qu'on laisse de coté

Et il m'aime encore, et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort
Mais il m'aime encore, et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort

C'en est assez de ces dédoublements
C'est plus dure à faire, qu'autrement
Car sans rire c'est plus facile de rêver
À ce qu'on ne pourra, jamais plus toucher
Et on se prend la main, comme des enfants
Le bonheur aux lèvres, un peu naïvement
Et on marche ensemble, d'un pas décidé
Alors que nos têtes nous crient de tout arrêter

Il m'aime encore, et toi tu m'aime un peu plus fort
Mais il m'aime encore, et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort
Et malgré ça, il m'aime encore, et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort
Mais il m'aime encore, et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort

Encore, et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort
Mais il m'aime encore, et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort
Et malgré ça, il m'aime encore, et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort
Mais il m'aime encore, et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort
Et malgré ça, il m'aime encore et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort
Mais il m'aime encore, et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort
Et malgré ça, il m'aime encore et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort
Mais il m'aime encore, et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort

coming soon to my daily vocabulary

Cockney Slang:
* Taters = Potatoes in the mould = cold
* Tea leaf = thief
* The Sweeney = Sweeney Todd = Flying Squad, a special division of the Metropolitan Police; used as the title of TV series The Sweeney
* Thrup’ny Bits = Tits (Breasts) threepenny bit (an obsolete pre-decimal coin worth three pennies)
* Tin Lids = kids
* Titfer = tit for tat = hat
* Thomas = Thomas the Tank = wank.
* Tod = Tod Sloane = own (as in “on your tod”, meaning “alone”)
* Tom or Tom Dick or Tom and Dick = sick
* Tomfoolery = jewellery
* Treacle = treacle tart = sweetheart
* Trouble = trouble and strife = wife
* Tube of glue = clue. (eg “he hasn’t got a tube of glue”)
* Tumble Down The Sink = drink (as in, “Going down the rub-a-dub-dub for a tumble down the sink”)
* Two-an =Two-and-eight = state (as in “He was in a right two-and-eight.”)
* Uncle = Uncle Dick = sick (a reference to Richard III of England, who had his nephews murdered)
* Vera = Vera Lynn (famous British wartime singer)= ’skin’ or cigarette paper, eg, “got any Veras?”, or chin, or gin

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