good tune
good tune
Posts I wrote in the past contain less nuance.
If you're in this forum to learn something, be careful. Lots of misplaced toxicity.
~an extraverted consciousness is unable to believe in invisible forces.
~a certain mysterious power that may prove terribly fascinating to the extraverted man, for it touches his unconscious.
The only songs i can think of lately are from They Might Be Giants Here Comes Science
It ain't what you don't know that gets you into trouble. It's what you know for sure that just ain't so.-Mark Twain
You can't wake a person who is pretending to be asleep.
this shit's the joint yo
LOL!Originally Posted by implied
This has been making my days:
“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.”
― Anais Nin
jazzin' for ghibli
Posts I wrote in the past contain less nuance.
If you're in this forum to learn something, be careful. Lots of misplaced toxicity.
~an extraverted consciousness is unable to believe in invisible forces.
~a certain mysterious power that may prove terribly fascinating to the extraverted man, for it touches his unconscious.
filter - take a picture
Posts I wrote in the past contain less nuance.
If you're in this forum to learn something, be careful. Lots of misplaced toxicity.
~an extraverted consciousness is unable to believe in invisible forces.
~a certain mysterious power that may prove terribly fascinating to the extraverted man, for it touches his unconscious.
It's a country song by Mary Chapin Carpenter "The Bug".
I tend to get this song stuck in my head when things just aren't working out, when all hell breaks loose.
In this week's case, it's cuz of some flying bugs that showed up in our house and we can't find where they keep coming from. (I think it's from the heater vents which means something underneath the house. No matter how many we kill, when the heater turns on and the air blows out the vents, we've got more bugs. The Bastards!!)
lyrcs:
Well it's a strange old game you learn it slow
One step forward and it's back you go
You're standing on the throttle
You're standing on the brake
In the groove 'til you make a mistake
Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're just a fool in love
Sometimes you're the Louisville Slugger
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all
You gotta know happy - you gotta know glad
Because you're gonna know lonely
And you're gonna know sad
When you're rippin' and you're ridin'
And you're coming on strong
You start slippin' and slidin'
And it all goes wrong because
Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're just a fool in love
Sometimes you're the Louisville Slugger
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all
One day you got the glory and then you got none
One day you're a diamond and then you're a stone
Everything can change in the blink of an eye
So let the good times roll before we say goodbye because
Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're just a fool in love
Sometimes you're the Louisville Slugger
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all
Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're just a fool in love
Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're just a fool in love
Heh, sounds like the problem's really bugging you, ann.
Wicked bass solo plz.
wonderland
Posts I wrote in the past contain less nuance.
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~an extraverted consciousness is unable to believe in invisible forces.
~a certain mysterious power that may prove terribly fascinating to the extraverted man, for it touches his unconscious.
“Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lust, like diamonds we are cut with our own dust.”
Blunt Smoker
Posts I wrote in the past contain less nuance.
If you're in this forum to learn something, be careful. Lots of misplaced toxicity.
~an extraverted consciousness is unable to believe in invisible forces.
~a certain mysterious power that may prove terribly fascinating to the extraverted man, for it touches his unconscious.
I'd smoke his blunt~
I wonder if all these songs are really in people's heads, or they just want to show off.
Where's your faith in humankind?I wonder if all these songs are really in people's heads, or they just want to show off
I honestly and truthfully play this game, and present this song which has come to mind several times the last few days. Well, maybe not the whole song, but the refrain at least.
Martina McBride and Dean Martin - Baby, It's Cold Outside
Because, yes, it's cold outside.
Oh, to find you in dreams - mixing prior, analog, and never-beens... facts slip and turn and change with little lucidity. except the strong, permeating reality of emotion.
These are a cross between "show-off-yness" and what I've really been thinking about. I like my Christmas music (and this version of this first song is a favorite), but since not everyone here likes Christmas music I'll avoid deluging the thread with it. I listened to both tonight as I got gold glitter on my face and neck and hands and flocking in my hair.
David Reynolds - Carol of the Bells
Oh, to find you in dreams - mixing prior, analog, and never-beens... facts slip and turn and change with little lucidity. except the strong, permeating reality of emotion.
This one can get me teary in the right moments.
Mannheim Steamroller - Stille Nacht
Oh, to find you in dreams - mixing prior, analog, and never-beens... facts slip and turn and change with little lucidity. except the strong, permeating reality of emotion.
This song always brings to mind thisWhere's your faith in humankind?
I honestly and truthfully play this game, and present this song which has come to mind several times the last few days. Well, maybe not the whole song, but the refrain at least.
Martina McBride and Dean Martin - Baby, It's Cold Outside
YouTube- Broadcast Yourself.
Because, yes, it's cold outside.
which always makes me smile
INFj
9w1 sp/sx
I keep thinking about this song because I keep bumping the everythingisterrible thread
It's easy for this song to get stuck in my head, which is fine by me
INFj
9w1 sp/sx
I don't have that much :/Where's your faith in humankind?
haha, ok, I believe you.
Listening to Christmas music makes you put glitter on yourself?
Ok, look above ^ at tereg's post. That show off... Who does he think he is??
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Posts I wrote in the past contain less nuance.
If you're in this forum to learn something, be careful. Lots of misplaced toxicity.
~an extraverted consciousness is unable to believe in invisible forces.
~a certain mysterious power that may prove terribly fascinating to the extraverted man, for it touches his unconscious.
She was probably implying poetically that she was making some kind of Christmas ornament.
No Akra, this is not a game!!... Minde's getting out of hand.I didn't even realize this was meant to be a game...
I just use this thread to increase my post count~
Me, neither. At least, in this case.
Christmas tree decorating, actually. Some of the ornaments had this sort of tiny gold glitter that tended to get on whoever was near. If being sparkly was a requirement for being elves, my dog and I would have made the cut.
Semi-random note: My dog is at that perfect age where he's still healthy and agile but he's old enough to be calm and smart and sweet.
Well, hm... perhaps "game" wasn't the best word for me to use, since there's no winning or losing. "Exercise" perhaps? No, that sounds too much like work...I didn't even realize this was meant to be a game...
Sorry.
Oh, to find you in dreams - mixing prior, analog, and never-beens... facts slip and turn and change with little lucidity. except the strong, permeating reality of emotion.
That clip makes me smile, too.
Oh, to find you in dreams - mixing prior, analog, and never-beens... facts slip and turn and change with little lucidity. except the strong, permeating reality of emotion.
I dream of getting all of delta together and doing a dance like this:
“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.”
― Anais Nin
The Almanac Singers - Join the Union
there's no youtube link
Posts I wrote in the past contain less nuance.
If you're in this forum to learn something, be careful. Lots of misplaced toxicity.
~an extraverted consciousness is unable to believe in invisible forces.
~a certain mysterious power that may prove terribly fascinating to the extraverted man, for it touches his unconscious.
EIE tritype 5w4, 4w5, 9w1
As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being.
Carl Jung, "Memories, Dreams, Reflections", 1962
ILE
those who are easily shocked.....should be shocked more often
good tune^
Posts I wrote in the past contain less nuance.
If you're in this forum to learn something, be careful. Lots of misplaced toxicity.
~an extraverted consciousness is unable to believe in invisible forces.
~a certain mysterious power that may prove terribly fascinating to the extraverted man, for it touches his unconscious.
Posts I wrote in the past contain less nuance.
If you're in this forum to learn something, be careful. Lots of misplaced toxicity.
~an extraverted consciousness is unable to believe in invisible forces.
~a certain mysterious power that may prove terribly fascinating to the extraverted man, for it touches his unconscious.
Ray Rich, “Know She Cold” MP3 The FADER
vid is probably NSFW but the mp3 could fly i suppose. i mean it's rap/hiphop. anyhow i get this in my head a lot.
6w5 sx
model Φ: -+0
sloan - rcuei
Just because I like cheesy music videos from the 80's:
EIE tritype 5w4, 4w5, 9w1
As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being.
Carl Jung, "Memories, Dreams, Reflections", 1962
Drums. Not any specific song, just... drums.
Oh, to find you in dreams - mixing prior, analog, and never-beens... facts slip and turn and change with little lucidity. except the strong, permeating reality of emotion.
David Phelps - Angel Band
David Phelps - Angel Band
Oh, to find you in dreams - mixing prior, analog, and never-beens... facts slip and turn and change with little lucidity. except the strong, permeating reality of emotion.
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