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  • February1st

    My roommate was the first person to introduce me to Lana Del Rey and her song Video Games. Not only is it a great video, but the song ….. well, the song just says it all.

    Lana Del Rey – Video Games 

    Reminds me of a high school, nothing else matters in the world kind of love … wouldn’t you agree?

    ;)

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    The Music Snack comes out every Wednesday to put a little rhythm in your week. Requests are always welcome, so don’t be shy!

  • January26th

    ran across this post Sunday on tumblr. couldn’t help but share. so very true. if you could read some of my poems and short stores, you’d understand exactly what it’s talking about. enjoy:

    What happens if you fall in love with a writer?

    Lots of things might happen. That’s the thing about writers. They’re unpredictable. They might bring you eggs in bed for breakfast, or they might all but ignore you for days. They might bring you eggs in bed at three in the morning. Or they might wake you up for sex at three in the morning. Or make love at four in the afternoon. They might not sleep at all. Or they might sleep right through the alarm and forget to get you up for work. Or call you home from work to kill a spider. Or refuse to speak to you after finding out you’ve never seen To Kill A Mockingbird. Or spend the last of the rent money on five kinds of soap. Or sell your textbooks for cash halfway through the semester. Or leave you love notes in your pockets. Or wash you pants with Post-It notes in the pockets so your laundry comes out covered in bits of wet paper. They might cry if the Post-It notes are unread all over your pants. It’s an unpredictable life.

    But what happens if a writer falls in love with you?

    This is a little more predictable. You will find your hemp necklace with the glass mushroom pendant around the neck of someone at a bus stop in a short story. Your favorite shoes will mysteriously disappear, and show up in a poem. The watch you always wear, the watch you own but never wear, the fact that you’ve never worn a watch: they suddenly belong to characters you’ve never known. And yet they’re you. They’re not you; they’re someone else entirely, but they toss their hair like you. They use the same colloquialisms as you. They scratch their nose when they lie like you. Sometimes they will be narrators; sometimes protagonists, sometimes villains. Sometimes they will be nobodies, an unimportant, static prop. This might amuse you at first. Or confuse you. You might be bewildered when books turn into mirrors. You might try to see yourself how your beloved writer sees you when you read a poem about someone who has your middle name or prose about someone who has never seen To Kill A Mockingbird. These poems and novels and short stories, they will scatter into the wind. You will wonder if you’re wandering through the pages of some story you’ve never even read. There’s no way to know. And no way to erase it. Even if you leave, a part of you will always be left behind. 

    If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die. 

  • November15th

    In the wave-strike over unquiet stones
    the brightness bursts and bears the rose
    and the ring of water contracts to a cluster
    to one drop of azure brine that falls.
    O magnolia radiance breaking in spume,
    magnetic voyager whose death flowers
    and returns, eternal, to being and nothingness:
    shattered brine, dazzling leap of the ocean.
    Merged, you and I, my love, seal the silence
    while the sea destroys its continual forms,
    collapses its turrets of wildness and whiteness,
    because in the weft of those unseen garments
    of headlong water, and perpetual sand,
    we bear the sole, relentless tenderness.

    -Pablo Neruda

  • July4th

    But isn’t that what every story is really about?

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  • February14th

    A bit o’ History on this Saint Valentine’s Day …


    Valentine's DaySaint Valentine’s Day, commonly shortened to Valentine’s Day, is an annual commemoration held on February 14 celebrating love and affection between intimate companions. It is traditionally a day on which lovers express their love for each other by presenting flowers, offering confectionery, and sending greeting cards (known as “valentines“). The day first became associated with romantic love in the circle of Geoffrey Chaucer in the High Middle Ages, when the tradition of courtly love flourished. Modern Valentine’s Day symbols include the heart-shaped outline, doves, and the figure of the winged Cupid.

    Chaucer’s Love Birds

    The first recorded association of Valentine’s Day with romantic love is in Parlement of Foules(1382) by Geoffrey Chaucer.

    Chaucer wrote:

    For this was on seynt Volantynys day
    Whan euery bryd comyth there to chese his make.

    ["For this was Saint Valentine's Day, when every bird cometh there to choose his mate."]

    This poem was written to honor the first anniversary of the engagement of King Richard II of England to Anne of Bohemia.

    Medieval period and the English Renaissance

    Using the language of the law courts for the rituals of courtly love, a “High Court of Love” was established in Paris on Valentine’s Day in 1400. The court dealt with love contracts, betrayals, and violence against women. Judges were selected by women on the basis of a poetry reading. The earliest surviving valentine is a 15th-century rondeau written by Charles, Duke of Orleans to his wife, which commences.

    Je suis desja d’amour tanné
    Ma tres doulce Valentinée…

    Cupid & AntiCupid

    In Roman mythology, Cupid (Latin cupido, meaning “desire”) is the god of desire, affection and erotic love. He is the son of goddess Venus and god Mars. In popular culture, Cupid is frequently shown shooting his bow to inspire romantic love, often as an icon of Valentine’s Day. He is now in the current culture the personification of love and courtship in general.

    AntiCupid is a recent mythical creation with no ties to the Greek origins of Cupid. Anticupid was “created” by the growing number of people that are sickened by the modern practices of Valentine’s Day. According to folklore and myth, Anticupid is the reason for relationship troubles and if one has made poor relationship choices then Anticupid is rumored to eat the soul of said persons during the weeks before Valentines day. This leads to large numbers of people that are angry and grumpy throughout the holidays and the months after it. Luckily, folklore suggests that Cupid works to restore the souls of Anticupid’s victims by eventually pairing them with someone with whom they can develop a successful relationship.

    Modern times

    In 1797, a British publisher issued The Young Man’s Valentine Writer, which contained scores of suggested sentimental verses for the young lover unable to compose his own.

    Paper Valentines became so popular in England in the early 19th century that they were assembled in factories. Fancy Valentines were made with real lace and ribbons, with paper lace introduced in the mid-19th century.

    In the second half of the 20th century, the practice of exchanging cards was extended to all manner of gifts in the United States. Such gifts typically include roses and chocolates packed in a red satin, heart-shaped box. In the 1980s, the diamond industry began to promote Valentine’s Day as an occasion for giving jewelry.

    Whether you’re happily married, in blissful relationship infatuation, or single with a fancy to mingle, I wish each and every one of you a beautiful and passion filled Valentine’s Day.

    xox

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    information & photo source: wikipedia