Looking into the mouth of the beast

What happens when OTR is out of meds, or has PMS, or the Holidays are upon me. Up On Me.

OR is just in a funky mood given all 3.

Today my husband and I are getting a xmas tree and wreath. And cleaning our disgusting home. And I'm going through months of paperwork. And making cat hammocks. And the list is literally 3 extra large post its on my refrigerator... I won't bore you.

I have good things to look forward to in the coming weeks. I love xmas.

I also am reminded of things I don't love to think about over xmas. It's amazing how sometimes in life you have thoughts/ideas/subjects you don't want to ponder inextricably intertwined with things you love and want to think about, even foster. Forget the novel concept of the artist being a man who is holding two opposing ideas in his head (Fitzgerald), try having those two ideas make love to one another in your head. Now, that's trippy.

(I said "make love"... eewwww.)

Sooooo... Bernie Madoff's son hanged himself yesterday (?), apparently. Props to you, Madoff, for killing one of your children while in prison for 150 years. That takes a certain je ne c'est quoi.

And on a lighter note (wait, there's a lighter note?), I have learned how to make a few things using typing icons or key strokes or however you would say if you spoke English well (I copied the first two from an app) and am now trying to come up with my version of Rodin's Thinking Man which I just saw in person in San Francisco for the first time.

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o_(")(")    a bunny!

( 8^_(|)  a Homer Simpson!

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  ( ->
 [    \"\   Thinking Man! By Roe-dan! No?
----- /  /
       \ >

Here are some cats playing patty-cake and their thought process vocalized by two dudes.

What started this engaging thought-process this morning? I am watching a mediocre Mel "Sugar tits" Gibson movie and heard this quote while the "Sexy Beast " star (love love) has a conversation with a doctor after clearly learning that he has less time to live than expected due to some ailment:

-No, I can't sleep. I fall asleep and then I jolt myself awake. There's something about the darkness... I don't like it.
-I'm not a counselor. I know you want to banter with me, but I can't do that. I can just give you the facts.
-Well, we all know what the fact are; we live a while, and then we die sooner than we planned.
"Edge of Darkness"

Ta da! I likes it. Becauses I'm morbid and find the darkness acknowledged relieving and funny (not a popular viewpoint, I've found... but mine, nonetheless).

'Tis the season!

To fall on your hands and knees in front of a bunch of yard workers on your way home from work holding a bunch of groceries and bottles of booze.

Sigh. I have made my customary xmas mixes for the impending holiday season. I celebrate Christmas even though I am not religious. I LOVE Christmas! Love love love. It reminds me of my family being all together and happy(ish)!

Here is the list of my "Classic Xmas" mix:

First Noel
What Child Is This?
Good King Wenceslas
We Three Kings
Silent Night
God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen
Handel's Messiah: Hallelujah
The 12 Days of Xmas
Sussex Carol
Carol of the Bells
Have Yourself a Merry Little Xmas
O Come All Ye Faithful
Ode to Joy
Good Christian Men, Rejoice
Sleigh Ride
Deck the Halls
Waltz of the Flowers
O Little Town of Bethlehem
Angels We Have Heard on High
Adeste Fideles
The Holly & The Ivy
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
O Come Emmanuel

I have a "Funky Xmas" one too that I will share with you at some other point. I particularly enjoy recordings from Westminster Boys' Choir, St. Paul's Cathedral, Trinity Church Wall Street, London Symphony Orchestra.

And Judy Garland's "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" which I'm listening to right now. Nuthin like it.

I have to go sew something. Merry Merry!