neversremedy8: (Doh)
Last year I ran across an LJ icon with the LOTR version of the 12 days of Christmas. I was quite certain I'd not only copied the icon, but written down the 12 days, and now I can't find either. I'd even memorized it for Ana because she liked it.

Searching through my files turned up nothing. Google threw out a few half-assed knock-offs, but none were as well-crafted as the one in the icon. Now I'm despairing because Ana wants me to sing it again, and I can't remember it all. Anyone happen to know of which I speak?

Of this I'm sure:

"On the first day in Middle Earth Gandalf gave to me
The one ring to rule them all."

There are also: 9 Nazguls riding, # Ents a-marching, and # dwarves a-drinking. This is the extent of my memory at present.

Anyone with further information will be well-rewarded.*

*By "well-rewarded" I mean a virtual pat on the back, my gratitude, and possible friend points. I've got nothing else right now. Except icons. Need an icon?

"You will be flogged. And when we put in to Cuba to resupply, God willing, you will be flogged some more."
neversremedy8: (Freedom Dancer)
Because there haven't been nearly enough lyrics in my journal lately:

Chorus:
Shake, shake, shake Senora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake Senora, shake it all the time
Work, work, work Senora, work your body line
Work, work, work Senora, work it all the time

My girl's name is Senora
I tell you friends I adore her
When she dances oh, brother
She's a hurricane in all kinds of weather

Jump in the line rock your body in time (Okay! I believe you)
Jump in the line rock your body in time (Okay! I believe you)
Jump in the line rock your body in time (Okay! I believe you)
Jump in the line rock your body in time (Oh!)

Chorus

You can talk about cha-cha
Tango, waltz or the rhumba
Senora's dance has no title
Jump in the saddle hold on to the bridle

Jump in the line rock your body in time (Okay! I believe you)
Jump in the line rock your body in time (Rock your body, China!)
Jump in the line rock your body in time (Somebody help me!)
Jump in the line rock your body in time (Oh!)

Chorus

Senora she's a sensation
The reason for aviation
And fellas you've got to watch it
When she wind up the bottom she go like a rocket

Jump in the line rock your body in time (Okay! I believe you)
Jump in the line rock your body in time (Hoist those skirts a little higher!)
Jump in the line rock your body in time (Up the chimney!)
Jump in the line rock your body in time (Oh!)

Chorus

Senora dances calypso
Left to right is the tempo
And when she gets the sensation
She go up in the air come down in slow motion


Jump in the line rock your body in time (Okay! I believe you)
Jump in the line rock your body in time (Somebody help me!)
Jump in the line rock your body in time (Okay! I believe you)
Jump in the line rock your body in time (Oh!)

Shake, shake, shake Senora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake Senora, shake it all the time
Work, work, work Senora


Shake 'em if you've got 'em.
neversremedy8: (Live the Dream)
I commented in this entry at [livejournal.com profile] metaquotes about the uses of duct tape and keeping babies' hats on their heads. [Please read entry first.] I just had to comment, being an experienced duct taping parent:
Duct tape comes in quite handy when rearing children. First, it's to keep things on them (i.e. hats, shoes, socks, diapers) or them on other things (i.e. high chair, car seat), then you use it to bind their hands to keep them off of things (i.e. any crystal figurines, star wars action figures in pristine condition, or anything that's breakable or easily destroyed by drool, depending on your fandom base). Finally, you end up just using it all over them, most especially their mouths, once they learn to run about and tell people about their genitalia and gas, everything they just learned from their friends or the television, and your private life with the new "daddy" who comes over for dates. This is also why it's good to have a membership at Costco; they sell duct tape in large quantities at wholesale prices. If you have duct tape left over, you can repair your $350 replica of the Millennium Falcon with tiny pieces and a lot of crying.

So I've heard.


In other news, I had a nightmare that I was thought to be a cop killer, when really all I'd done was steal candy with a bunch of co-workers in protest to our lack of holiday bonuses. The real killers got away, and I was pregnant. Jodawi and Mittel were raising Ana, and I was pregnant with another child, who also became their ward. Ended up making sure another child at Ana's school got safely back to her parents, but was followed by a vigilante cop who wanted to see justice done at his hands. Woke up before resolution, quite convinced I need to make an announcement to my dearest friends on here, which I will do after this post. *sighs, shudders*

I'm also either INFJ (most likely), INFP (more true now than before), or (on good days) ENFP. The links lead to the relationship page, not the overview, because it was easier for me to recognize myself in terms of parenting and lovers and such than it was to read about my daily life. Jen and I have just determined that there should be an index in the backs of these Jungian personality tests that include an entry entitled "writer." It would read: "If you are a writer, then none of this, or rather all of this, may apply to you. Or not. You're not normal. You don't fit in these categories, and you never will, so stop asking. Or go get a real job, you liberal git."

I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Oh, of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way ?
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

There's a club, if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry
And you want to die

When you say it's gonna happen "now"
Well, when exactly do you mean ?
See I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone

You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way ?
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
neversremedy8: (Default)
Wish You Were Here (Waters, Gilmour)
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

----
Oh, and I started writing the story I've wanted to write based on the Eagles, "Hotel California"... David read the first few paragraphs and says he's eager to know where I take it.

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,' said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave!
neversremedy8: (Default)
Remember when you were young,
You shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes,
Like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon,
You cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night,
And exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome
With random percision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

Nobody knows where you are,
How near or how far.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Pile on many more layers
And I'll be joining you there.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
And we'll bask in the shadow
Of yesterday's triumph,
And sail on the steel breeze.
Come on you boy child,
You winner and loser,
Come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!

-- Pink Floyd, Wish You Were Here


I NEED MORE PINK FLOYD!!!

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