I began today listening to "Sweet Talk, Sweet Talk" by The New Pornographers and then slowly moved into The Airborne Toxic Event and then I found this song and now I can't stop listening to it.
What's weird is that the second line is "I've had my mind wrapped around this one song."
I think I've just been hypnotized.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Age doesn't get lighter with dreams (Friday's Sunday's Poem)
Why He Decided To Live In Tomorrow
My mother and father died yesterday.
And I know what people say
About living in today
But that doesn’t make it easier to bear.
Too, I dropped a child’s toy just days ago.
My move to catch it was slow,
Seems I can’t let that go.
But that doesn’t make it easier to bear.
A month ago I almost quit my job.
I’d dreamed I might try something
Else to make a living
Dreams don’t get lighter with age.
At 39 I tried to write a movie script
At 35 I tried to run a marathon.
At 30 I thought life would be easy.
At 25 I thought my education done.
At 20 I hadn’t yet slipped
Into life.
Age doesn’t get lighter with dreams.
Tomorrow:
Tomorrow there are flying cars.
Tomorrow there are trips to the stars.
Tomorrow will be weather-controlled.
Tomorrow will be brave and bold.
Tomorrow doesn’t acknowledge today.
Tomorrow won’t shake hands with yesterday.
Tomorrow spits on last week and if it ever met a month ago Tuesday, it would kick it in the shins and skip away laughing because Tomorrow has no weight.
Tomorrow is easy to bear.
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About the Poem: I wrote this poem just after I heard about the island of Samoa deciding to skip December 30 entirely and move ahead to December 31. The concept of simply skipping a day seemed amazing to me, provided that you skip the right day, but more amazing to me was the idea that you could suddenly declare it tomorrow instead of today.
This poem is not about me.
I should add that. Too many people think everything written in the first person is (semi?)autobiographical. This poem is not.
There is one part that's a little about me: I really did drop one of Mr Bunches' toys the other day, a train engine he'd just bought at the store, and a wheel broke off of it, and it made him super-sad, so sad that I then bought him a Batman action figure to make up for it, but it was a very poignant moment, so I decided to use that here. But the rest of the poem is made up. I am not living in tomorrow or even worried about tomorrow.
I love today too much to cheat on it.
About the Hot Actress: I picked this one. It's Lea Seydoux, who plays an assassin in Mission Impossible 4: Ghost Protocol, which Sweetie and I saw Wednesday night and which was really incredible even if it did kind of jump over major plot holes by saying "Let's just ignore that major plot hole." I picked her because everyone thinks that other girl is so hot, the one who stars in it, but I didn't think she was all that great-looking, and [SPOILER ALERT!] she is, like, the worst IMF agent EVER. I can't imagine her performance reviews go well each year.
My mother and father died yesterday.
And I know what people sayAbout living in today
But that doesn’t make it easier to bear.
Too, I dropped a child’s toy just days ago.
My move to catch it was slow,
Seems I can’t let that go.
But that doesn’t make it easier to bear.
A month ago I almost quit my job.
I’d dreamed I might try something
Else to make a living
Dreams don’t get lighter with age.
At 39 I tried to write a movie script
At 35 I tried to run a marathon.
At 30 I thought life would be easy.
At 25 I thought my education done.
At 20 I hadn’t yet slipped
Into life.
Age doesn’t get lighter with dreams.
Tomorrow:
Tomorrow there are flying cars.
Tomorrow there are trips to the stars.
Tomorrow will be weather-controlled.
Tomorrow will be brave and bold.
Tomorrow doesn’t acknowledge today.
Tomorrow won’t shake hands with yesterday.
Tomorrow spits on last week and if it ever met a month ago Tuesday, it would kick it in the shins and skip away laughing because Tomorrow has no weight.
Tomorrow is easy to bear.
_____________________________________________________________________
About the Poem: I wrote this poem just after I heard about the island of Samoa deciding to skip December 30 entirely and move ahead to December 31. The concept of simply skipping a day seemed amazing to me, provided that you skip the right day, but more amazing to me was the idea that you could suddenly declare it tomorrow instead of today.
This poem is not about me.
I should add that. Too many people think everything written in the first person is (semi?)autobiographical. This poem is not.
There is one part that's a little about me: I really did drop one of Mr Bunches' toys the other day, a train engine he'd just bought at the store, and a wheel broke off of it, and it made him super-sad, so sad that I then bought him a Batman action figure to make up for it, but it was a very poignant moment, so I decided to use that here. But the rest of the poem is made up. I am not living in tomorrow or even worried about tomorrow.
I love today too much to cheat on it.
About the Hot Actress: I picked this one. It's Lea Seydoux, who plays an assassin in Mission Impossible 4: Ghost Protocol, which Sweetie and I saw Wednesday night and which was really incredible even if it did kind of jump over major plot holes by saying "Let's just ignore that major plot hole." I picked her because everyone thinks that other girl is so hot, the one who stars in it, but I didn't think she was all that great-looking, and [SPOILER ALERT!] she is, like, the worst IMF agent EVER. I can't imagine her performance reviews go well each year.
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Wednesday, December 28, 2011
The first 1,000 buyers get a kiss from Sexy Cop...

... or an Angel, if you'd like.
Santa, Godzilla and Jesus Walk Into A Bar...
is now available as an eBook on your Kindle, for just $0.99.
I know, I know: You're thinking "Why would I pay ninety-nine cents for something I could read for free on your blog?"
What? You weren't thinking that? You were still stuck on that kiss from Sexy Cop or the Angel? Let's move on, here.
Here's 5 reasons why you'd pay $0.99 for an ebook you already read for free on my blog:
1. If you download it to your Kindle, you can read it on the subway and that cute girl, the one with the glasses that make her look all smart/sexy, will notice you reading it and think you're hip and strike up a conversation.
2. It gives you a perfectly legitimate reason for typing "Godzilla" into the search bar of your Kindle, as opposed to all those other times when you did it just to see what came up.
3. It'll irritate your husband/wife/Republicans/Democrats/that jerk neighbor with his dog who's always cutting across your lawn. (Choose one or more.) I don't know how it will irritate them, but it will. Take my word for it.
4. In the e-book version, it's easier to picture the Angel and Sexy Cop looking like whoever it is you're currently all hung up on and fantasizing about.
5. I've deleted the posts off my blog so you can't read them for free anymore, and you're going to want to re-read this story about a zillion times, right?
PLUS! A SPECIAL BONUS REASON FOR WHY YOU SHOULD GO DOWNLOAD THIS BOOK!
6. Because I thought we were friends, man. I thought we meant something to each other. I'd totally do it for you. You know, if I could have a million dollars, or the chance to buy your book for $0.99 on my Kindle, I would totally pick buy your book for $0.99 on the Kindle.
No, wait. That's stupid. I would take the million dollars and then I would buy two of your books. Maybe three. That's what kind of guy I am. So you millionaires reading this blog, go buy three copies of my book on the Kindle. The rest of you, buy one, will you? Or at least go give it a good review. Because I'm also going to do this: If you go review my book -- you don't even have to buy it, and you don't have to give it a good review -- I will enter your name in a drawing to get a signed copy of the proof version of the hardcover (which isn't even available yet.) I'll hold that open for about 30 days to give you a chance, even though you could go do it right now.
That's Boss-level stuff, there: An original, demo copy signed by me. And it'll carry an inspiring quote, like "Chase your dreams" or "What's black and white and red all over?"*, to boot.
So:
Go buy the book on your Kindle.
Or click here to go leave a review of "Santa, Godzilla, and Jesus Walk Into A Bar..."
Or just Kindle it up. I'm trying to make that a verb: Kindle. Work with me, here.
*A communist penguin, that's what.
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Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Thanks for wishing the Shaw Twins Merry Christmas!

All these people wished Mateo and McHale Shaw a Merry Christmas...
Andrew Leon, who blogs at Strange Pegs and who wrote The House On The Corner, which you can buy here.
Devin Pena, who is Kora's father, an activist, and a blogger: Follow him on Twitter here, and read ab0ut his efforts to open the Chop Wood Carry Water Retreat here.
J.L. Campbell, who blogs at The Character Depot, and who writes romantic suspense, women's fiction, and YA. Her latest, Don't Get Mad... Get Even is available here.
Claire Lachance, who blogs at Claire Lachance: Writer, Nurse, Mom...,
Author Rusty Webb, who blogs at The Blutonian Death Egg. Buy his incredible book A Dead God's Wrath here.
Author Michael Offutt; Go click "to-read" on his upcoming sci-fi book "Slipstream."
Author Patrick Dilloway. Go buy his awesome book "Where You Belong," and give it to someone as a gift. And buy one for yourself.
...but only one gets $20 in an Amazon Gift card. The winner was chosen by assigning each person a number (from top to bottom, 1-7) and going to Random.org, where the random number was:
4.
Which is Claire LaChance. Claire, Click here to email me the address you'd like it sent to!
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