I Need to Invest In Earplugs

Bands/Songs that have been thrust to the forefront of my brain since the electric guitar has come back into our lives:

• Steve Vai (even his part- Jack Butler- in the movie Crossroads. Haven't heard of that movie? You haven't dated a guitarist)
• Joe Satriani
• Lynyrd Skynyrd
• Eddie (Van Halen of course)
• Metallica
• Megadeth
• Iron Maiden
• Scales, scales, scalesssssszzzzz
• Dora theme song (yes, played in a thrash metal tempo)
• GNR
• more, etc., cont',

I am right now being bombarded with loud feedback as I type this. Miss is doing really well on her own. They both will jam together and he helps her with what she should practice then during the day she will-on her own initiative- take her little book of tabulator (which she can read pretty well) and play. It is very cute. I envision my future with my own live band in the house. Probably a band made up of nothing but lead guitarists. Oh, the egos!

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Fuck Yeah!!!

Swearing Makes Pain More Tolerable

LiveScience StaffLiveScience.com livescience Stafflivescience.com – Sun Jul 12, 10:10 am ET

That muttered curse word that reflexively comes out when you stub your toe could actually make it easier to bear the throbbing pain, a new study suggests.
Swearing is a common response to pain, but no previous research has connected the uttering of an expletive to the actual physical experience of pain.
"Swearing has been around for centuries and is an almost universal human linguistic phenomenon," said Richard Stephens of Keele University in England and one of the authors of the new study. "It taps into emotional brain centers and appears to arise in the right brain, whereas most language production occurs in the left cerebral hemisphere of the brain."
Stephens and his fellow Keele researchers John Atkins and Andrew Kingston sought to test how swearing would affect an individual's tolerance to pain. Because swearing often has an exaggerating effect that can overstate the severity of pain, the team thought that swearing would lessen a person's tolerance.
As it turned out, the opposite seems to be true.

Sorting

The above picture is the back of my cousins' truck. These bags are filled with my grandmothers mail from the past few years. It appears that she didn't throw out one envelope be it bill or advertisement. We found an uncashed check, tax bills, unopened utility bills, small recipe booklets, letters from family, holiday cards, saving bonds she held on to for a couple of her grandkids, and the list goes on. The reason we had to go through each piece was because my grandmother had pictures snuck in here and there amid each stack of papers. We were nervous we could be tossing someone important away. An envelope that on the outside looked like a return envelope for a bill, was stuffed with pictures of her grandmother standing with her mother. (That would be my great-great grandmother and my great-grandmother.) It is emotionally exhausting to perform this kind of task. You have to remove yourself from any sentiment and just throw out the junk. Sounds easy but it isn't. It's hard to see her name printed on an envelope, or handwritten to her on a card and put it in a garbage bag. It's difficult to see a couple of dozen plastic bags stuffed to the brim of your grandmothers history that for whatever reason she deemed important enough to keep and know it will be in the dump in a few hours. Why wouldn't she throw any of this out? Why, when offered the help, did she not sit with someone to assist her with this? I would like to know the reason.
Please people, do your family a great favor and throw out your unnecessary papers. Obviously there are things that need to be kept on file, but the majority of bills can be tossed after a month of them being paid. At least keep it organized somewhat. It will be a great gift to them.

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Summer

The Firefly
by Evaleen Stein

Flash and flicker and fly away,

Trailing light as you flutter far,

Are you a lamp for the fairies, say?

Or a flake of fire from a falling star?

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I'm Not Afraid Of Blurry Pictures

I made some pesto last night and chopped up some shrimp and other things to make,







'Summer Shrimp Rolls' and Eric liked them. I hate pesto and have ever since I worked at a bagel and cheese shop in high school. They sold a pesto cream cheese and it was nas-ty. I don't like basil. I suffer through the preparation so that my husband can eat it. He appreciates it, really, he does.

Tonight I went SUPER gourmet and made Sloppy Joes. I don't think I will ever in my life- even if I live to be eleventy hundred years old- hear, say, or eat Sloppy Joes without having this pop into my head.

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BONUS: Question of the Day

This question brought to you again, by Middle:

"Are we in real life right now?"


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Quote of the Day

"Chickens are so weird! ..... I wonder why I love eating them?"


From the mouth of Middle, of course

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