Seriously, am I becoming as batshit crazy as Manson (Charlie, not Marilyn)

I have been having some rough emotional shit with all this physical healing taking so long and having way too much time alone in my brain. I didn't really realize how close to 'lock-her-up' time it might be until I was reading the lyrics for an album that I love and had the thought that he (Aaron of Awolnation) was speaking just to me through this album. Then I promptly recalled that Manson thought the White Album by the Beatles* was a message just to him that it was time to lead the revolution of the black man against 'whitey' and committed the Tate and LaBianca murders.

Then I realized that by having that realization, I had gone that extra step Manson never did, or maybe I didn't go that extra step...not really sure which.

Regardless, I very quickly realized that while the album (Megalithic Symphony) certainly is extremely relevant to everything I'm going through right now, it's not just for or about me. "It's not just music, but a crusade designed to fight all that's fake, commercialized, compromised and debased in popular culture."

whew.

btw, if you'd like to find out more about the most amazing musical artist since Mumford & Sons visit the website: www.awolnationmusic.com

oh, and they'll be here in MN at the Varsity Theater on Nov, 10th. Obviously I'll be there, let me know if you plan to attend.

*I know that it shouldn't be necessary to identify the artist of The White Album, but apparently there are lots of kids out there that weren't raised properly by their parents.

Grateful things

So yesterday I was on the brink of a massive personal pity party and asked the FB world for suggestions to keep me from falling in. One of my friends gave me the idea of making a list of 25 things that I'm grateful for, starting with toilet paper. But should I put them in order of importance like from least important to most important? reverse order? alphabetical order? Or how about just random, as I think of them?

I think I'll go with that.

1. Toilet paper, cause the alternative is just EWWWW.

2. Vaccines, let's face it, I would have died from measles or small pox long ago with em.

3. My puppies, Jack & Coco

4. The iPod. Thousands of songs on one tiny little device, so simple to use...just love it!

5. Narcotic pain killers, often lately the only thing making the days bearable, along with #11.

6. My hubby and daughter, Guy and Annika

7. My mom, Judy

8. My 2 years at Goddard and all the people I met there.

9. Especially my advisor, Neil Landau.

10. Soft, fluffy towels

11. Netflix streaming

12. Airplanes

13. Flowers

14. Facebook. And it's conflicting, because I hate being so wrapped up in a brand, especially one started by such a little punk. Yet, FB has helped me reconnect with so many people I might not have found again any other way. It's also served as a lifeline out to the world during these times of being bedridden while healing from all the shit during the past 2.5 years.

15. Dr. David Potter and the whole team at the U of M Breast Center

16. Books

17. Awolnation - his music really says it all for me right now, reminding me there's a bigger world out there

18. Indoor plumbing

19. Free public education

20. The MN State Fair, even though I don't get to go this year, it's really all the interesting bits of Minnesota concentrated into a few short days.

21. Video games

22. All those animals that gave up their lives for the medical research that has saved mine

23. The universe

24. Central heating

25. Jon Stewart and the best fucking news team ever.