Wednesday, February 20, 2019

The passing of a DJ

A larger than life DJ at WFMU passed last week. X-Ray Burns. His partner in crime, Glen Jones, has been doing a few amazing broadcasts, as have other DJs. It got me thinking about what music I might want for my wake/funeral, so want to start a list for when I die, whenever that may be. All songs have a meaning, but not telling what it is. It might be in some cases that I just like the damn song! Or want to harass my loved ones who come to the funeral (not really...).

In no particular order:
- The Flamingos - Only have eyes for you
- Peter Gabriel - In Your Eyes
- Counting Crows - Time and Time Again
- Steve Miller Band - Fly Like an Eagle
- Beatles - Here comes the sun
- Einsturzende Neubauten - Silence is Sexy
- Vivaldi - the Four Seasons - Spring
- Sara Petite - We shouldn't be doing this
- Dessa - Beekeeper (Or Old Crow, or Kites)
- Nelson Eddy andJeanette McDonald -
- Julie Andrews - Sound of Music
- Tom Waits - Jersey Girl
- Paul McCartney - Let 'em in
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Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Happy VD!

No, I do not have yet another VD.  But it's the big Valentine's Day tomorrow, and surprisingly I have a valentine that you wouldn't have maybe guessed. Though, I think many would have guessed.

Oh my, the saga.
J and I went away for a weekend.
J told me then he was going away the next weekend-ish with a woman he had mentioned before. I had no claims on him but was pissed.
When he returned I told him I only wanted to be exclusive, and he chose to do that with me.
Things were good, except I wanted to remain friends with M (remember M who I moved out here with?). J said it sounded like I hadn't really processed the thing with M.
So I sat down with M to talk about how to be friends.
M comes back to me after that weekend saying he's still in love with me. [cue the cliche meter]
I was all pissed but felt like I had to process it, and so felt I needed to retreat from exclusive with J.
In conversations with M, we were open, honest, and communicating like real people and not two hurt people beating on each other.
Before Christmas I told J what M had said and that I was talking with him.
When I was away for Christmas it was stressful to be interacting with both of them.
I returned and became depressed (I had also stopped one of my meds before Christmas) because I thought I could somehow date both of them, but realized I did not have the emotional capacity to do so.
So I chose M. And was very sad for a week or two, and I'm getting over it.
But I'm still scared of this thing with M. Will it really work? Not sure. But I figured I spent 2018 on working on myself. 2019 will be the year of relationship work.

Crazy. Stupid. Love.