Hello:
If you're a regular LilyOnTheLam.Com reader, you will know that this past Wednesday I wrote about how my friend, Nicky G's fiery death would be my runway to fame, fortune and international glory. If you're not a regular reader or if you are a regular reader but have a ferocious case of ADHD, I direct you to read (or re-read) said blog post by clicking here.
Since I don't have a picture of Nicky G on fire (yet), here is a picture of mon chat noir Mr. Lo in a holiday time spirit-inspired cuddle with mon autre chat noir Finnerty J. Moomaw, the star of my "Why My Cat is An A**hole" blog posts. (See the menu on the lower lefthand side of this blog to read more about Finnie J. Moo).
And yes, I was speaking French in the passage above. Four years of high school French and one year of college French and basically I can say "My Black Cat." OK I can also order bread and butter - which is a favorite pastime and I've been to France like 7 times and haven't been killed (yet), so I think I am good. I went to France for the first time when I was 13 years old (and a sophomore in high school - I skipped a grade). The trip basically ruined me for the French language. Once I figured out I already knew enough to get along in social and shopping situations, my drive to learn more French was ruined. I'm great with hand gestures and talking in a "French person trying to speak English" accent. This knowledge also ruined my drive to learn Italian. I just over-extended the French words and add some eeeee syllables and voila, I'm speaking Italian - or at least the Italian people pretend to know what I am talking about.
This, by the way, is why I don't work for the United Nations. As an American, I am great at cultural insensitivity!
Anyway ... as I was re-reading my blog post on Nicky G on Fire (en feu en francais), I recalled my favorite quote: "WHEN YOU HAVE NOTHING LEFT TO BURN, YOU HAVE TO SET YOURSELF ON FIRE" - as it is boomingly spoken by a band member's father on the song "Your Ex-Lover is Dead" by the Canadian band, Stars. I love this song - it is grand, romantic and Neo-Victorian. Whether it means to be or not. I may have mentioned this song on LilyOnTheLam.com before, but deal with it - I am mentioning it again!
There's a line in the song "all of that time you thought I was sad, I was trying to remember your name" that really speaks to me. I am grateful to be surrounded by many wonderful people in my life, but every now and again my sense of charity (and sometimes pity) brings the wrong person to my doorstep. This Thanksgiving season I am grateful that I have been given opportunities to push these bad apples out of my life. You need to give thanks not only for what is given, but for all that is taken away as well. Or at least I need to give thanks for that!
And dear bad apples, if you think I regret my decisions to thrust you out the door - I will quote the lovely video above - "all of that time you thought I was sad, I was trying to remember your name." So suck it, Bad Apples - but thanks for reading and click a few ads while you're here; Baby needs the ad dollars!
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If you're a regular LilyOnTheLam.Com reader, you will know that this past Wednesday I wrote about how my friend, Nicky G's fiery death would be my runway to fame, fortune and international glory. If you're not a regular reader or if you are a regular reader but have a ferocious case of ADHD, I direct you to read (or re-read) said blog post by clicking here.
Since I don't have a picture of Nicky G on fire (yet), here is a picture of mon chat noir Mr. Lo in a holiday time spirit-inspired cuddle with mon autre chat noir Finnerty J. Moomaw, the star of my "Why My Cat is An A**hole" blog posts. (See the menu on the lower lefthand side of this blog to read more about Finnie J. Moo).
And yes, I was speaking French in the passage above. Four years of high school French and one year of college French and basically I can say "My Black Cat." OK I can also order bread and butter - which is a favorite pastime and I've been to France like 7 times and haven't been killed (yet), so I think I am good. I went to France for the first time when I was 13 years old (and a sophomore in high school - I skipped a grade). The trip basically ruined me for the French language. Once I figured out I already knew enough to get along in social and shopping situations, my drive to learn more French was ruined. I'm great with hand gestures and talking in a "French person trying to speak English" accent. This knowledge also ruined my drive to learn Italian. I just over-extended the French words and add some eeeee syllables and voila, I'm speaking Italian - or at least the Italian people pretend to know what I am talking about.
This, by the way, is why I don't work for the United Nations. As an American, I am great at cultural insensitivity!
Anyway ... as I was re-reading my blog post on Nicky G on Fire (en feu en francais), I recalled my favorite quote: "WHEN YOU HAVE NOTHING LEFT TO BURN, YOU HAVE TO SET YOURSELF ON FIRE" - as it is boomingly spoken by a band member's father on the song "Your Ex-Lover is Dead" by the Canadian band, Stars. I love this song - it is grand, romantic and Neo-Victorian. Whether it means to be or not. I may have mentioned this song on LilyOnTheLam.com before, but deal with it - I am mentioning it again!
There's a line in the song "all of that time you thought I was sad, I was trying to remember your name" that really speaks to me. I am grateful to be surrounded by many wonderful people in my life, but every now and again my sense of charity (and sometimes pity) brings the wrong person to my doorstep. This Thanksgiving season I am grateful that I have been given opportunities to push these bad apples out of my life. You need to give thanks not only for what is given, but for all that is taken away as well. Or at least I need to give thanks for that!
And dear bad apples, if you think I regret my decisions to thrust you out the door - I will quote the lovely video above - "all of that time you thought I was sad, I was trying to remember your name." So suck it, Bad Apples - but thanks for reading and click a few ads while you're here; Baby needs the ad dollars!
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